Inspiring words AND collages, Duane. I love to forget myself, either when I’m writing or creating. Or, as I was doing today, gardening. Getting my hands in the soil, touching leaves, pressing bulbs into place, rescuing, seriously, the biggest worm I have ever seen. Using my instinct. And then listening to the birds.
Thank you Zivah! It’s the loss of self that I find so addicted, that I crave endlessly. I’ve never done any gardening, but you’re really making me want to.
Oh, it totally absorbs me, makes me disappear for a while. Today’s venture - building bug hotels out of all the branches and twigs that have fallen from the hedges over the winter. Sliding them inside some decorative concrete tubes the former owner of our house had left in the undergrowth.
It’s partly out of an unwillingness to splurge cash when I have resources right here! I’ll get some photos sorted once finished (I predict more stick poking wil happen tomorrow! We have old chimney pots to use as planters too.
Thanks Kimberly! I backspaced that line a few time because thought surely there must be a better way to phrase, but I sure couldn’t come up with one, haha! Thanks again!
"perceiving and activity achieve such an at-one-ment, such an equilibrium, such a simultaneity, that they become the same thing. Such a rich and dense access to the present-tense that there isn't enough distance to separate the two."
It sounds exactly like what children do when they are deeply enjoying a time of imaginary play.
I think, on some level, we all yearn to return to the pleasure of those experiences. We become "lost" in the character we are playing. It's bliss.
Did you have a favorite game when you were little?
Thanks Ann! That’s a connection I hadn’t really thought of. I don’t recall any particular games. But I was an only child and the vast majority of my time was spent alone. So I think every activity had to be brought alive by whatever I could conjure from inside me.
Excellent point on contented oblivion, Duane. I like that experience in walking in Nature and writing poetry. Interesting playing with the words "at-one-ment" and "atonement." Thanks for sharing.
Reminds me of the concept of “flow.” Intuition takes hold, and the excess perception falls away.
Yeah, I think that definitely works as a corollary. A kind of anonymity through hyper-nymity.
Love these. They are visceral in the most unassuming way somehow…. Like an “expensive” jazz chord. Keep playing!!
“an expensive jazz chord” - I’m not sure I’m worthy of such a fantastic description, but I love it! Thanks so much!
Inspiring words AND collages, Duane. I love to forget myself, either when I’m writing or creating. Or, as I was doing today, gardening. Getting my hands in the soil, touching leaves, pressing bulbs into place, rescuing, seriously, the biggest worm I have ever seen. Using my instinct. And then listening to the birds.
Thank you Zivah! It’s the loss of self that I find so addicted, that I crave endlessly. I’ve never done any gardening, but you’re really making me want to.
Oh, it totally absorbs me, makes me disappear for a while. Today’s venture - building bug hotels out of all the branches and twigs that have fallen from the hedges over the winter. Sliding them inside some decorative concrete tubes the former owner of our house had left in the undergrowth.
Sounds amazing! I hope you'll share pictures! Something i never would have even thought of going!
It’s partly out of an unwillingness to splurge cash when I have resources right here! I’ll get some photos sorted once finished (I predict more stick poking wil happen tomorrow! We have old chimney pots to use as planters too.
Sounds very technical 🤣. Looking forward to it!
Many thanks for the mention - much appreciated. Your work is a great inspiration!
My Pleasure Richard! Thank you so much for sharing your work with me! Definitely inspired me!
Beautiful writing! Beautiful art!
“A strange and beautiful stupidity that makes it all worth living.” 💜
Thanks Kimberly! I backspaced that line a few time because thought surely there must be a better way to phrase, but I sure couldn’t come up with one, haha! Thanks again!
It's perfect the way it is. ;)
Too kind Kimberly! Thank you!
I really like your work, Duane. Super cool.
Thanks so much Dan! I really appreciate it!
"perceiving and activity achieve such an at-one-ment, such an equilibrium, such a simultaneity, that they become the same thing. Such a rich and dense access to the present-tense that there isn't enough distance to separate the two."
It sounds exactly like what children do when they are deeply enjoying a time of imaginary play.
I think, on some level, we all yearn to return to the pleasure of those experiences. We become "lost" in the character we are playing. It's bliss.
Did you have a favorite game when you were little?
Thanks Ann! That’s a connection I hadn’t really thought of. I don’t recall any particular games. But I was an only child and the vast majority of my time was spent alone. So I think every activity had to be brought alive by whatever I could conjure from inside me.
Excellent point on contented oblivion, Duane. I like that experience in walking in Nature and writing poetry. Interesting playing with the words "at-one-ment" and "atonement." Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Neil! The at-one-ment, I completely stole, and I think it may have been Joseph Campbell I stole it from.