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"Even a broken eggshell is composed of forms of life of delicate perfection and these in turn consist of countless atoms, each elaborately composed about a central focus, which is itself only a form in force."
By Christmas HumphreysLife Is Suffering768,960 -
The Buddha said: Birth is suffering, death is suffering.
The cause of suffering is ignorance of the nature of life and resistance to its flow. Ignorance results from the illusion of separateness, which is the failure to recognize the unity of all things and leads to the Eastern philosophical heresy of dualism.
Suffering is neither good nor bad (a dualism), but just exists. Fortunately, suffering can be lessened by following the "middle way" between the pairs of opposites. The recognition of beauty requires the recognition of ugliness. Put another way, all extremes lead to their opposites. The "middle way" strives for balance between two poles. The opposite of suffering is not happiness (a static condition), but the joy of living as a ceaseless process of change.The Middle Way768,960 -
Asked what is truth?, a master of Zen Buddhism replied, "Walk On!"
Walk on. Life is change and never-ending movement. Life moves on; and we, flames of the light in a prison of our own design, must move on or be frozen in place. You cannot truly possess anything; rather, you may be possessed by things. The journey is calling, and it is better to begin walking than to contemplate the crossroad options. Life is a river that continuously flows; jump in and enjoy the ride, rather than cling to the bank. "Life is a bridge. Pass over it, but build no house upon it."
Inspired by Christmas Humphreys
The future lies unmoulded in my hands.
A path winds out before.
There is no backward way. Behind me stands
A closed door.
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The naked earth in the neon lights
I am lost in the porn of its sights
It's not only me alone, who is lost
The sky is lost in the unseen heights!
The transparent blue is opaque and black
My eyes, my squinted eyes, looking for a crack
I want to have the last glimpse of the moon,
How to bid farewell to the night, stars off-track!
From "Neon Lights" by Akhtar JawadNeon Night (Batteries not Included)1200,960 -
To me, photography is about light. This often involves available light that defines the form of subject. However, I emphasize the light that emanates from within the subject. This represents the inner light of self-knowledge—a response to the invocation, "Know thyself."
In this image, a plant embraces the light with multiple arms, which evokes the Hindu deities. Vishnu, "the preserver," is presented in the Rig Veda as a manifestation of light or even a solar deity. His multiple arms represent a group of symbols manifesting multiple powers which save mankind from harm.
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Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear, prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.
From "The Hollow Men" by T. S. Eliot
Come on in,
The water's fine.
The whole crowd is here,
Nothing to fear.
Just settle down,
We sleep on down.
When no one's around,
We'll paint the town.
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Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
...
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late
In my career
And where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here
"Send in the Clowns" written by Stephen SondheimSend in the Clowns768,960 -
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
"Invictus" by William Ernest Henley
The above image is inspired by Frederick Sommer's photograph entitled "Chicken." Considered avant-garde and very controversial in the 1940's, it depicts a dead chicken embryo. My image uses abstract color to enhance the emotional impact. I used plants as a stand-in for animals, which in turn represent humans. Along with his image "Coyotes," depicting rotting coyote carcasses in the desert, the round of birth and death is on display.
I was fortunate to attend a workshop give by Sommer in San Antonio, TX in 1980. Listening to him recount his struggles in the art world and watching him work in the darkroom was a life-changing experience, particularly his explanation of the image, “Coyotes.” Their decaying carcasses lying in the desert was more meaningful to him than “street” photography of their lives in the pack. Critics at the time described his images as sick and perverted. Later I realized that I preferred ruins, plants, and animals as emblematic of human life.Bloodied But Unbowed1200,960 -
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Abstinence sows sand all over
The ruddy limbs and flaming hair
But Desire gratified
Plants fruits and beauty there.
By William BlakeForbidden Fruit768,960 -
"The word 'ivory' rang in the air, was whispered, was sighed. You would think they were praying to it. .... And outside, the silent wilderness surrounding the cleared speck on the earth struck me as something great and invincible, like truth or evil, waiting patiently for the passing away of this fantastic invasion."
From The Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad
In this journey up the Congo into the "heart of darkness," Kurtz seeks ivory. In this image, it is the delicate but invincible orchid that displaces the god of ivory.
"Spring comes and the grass grows all by itself."Light in the Heart of Darkness768,960 -
To travel beyond the edge of space
view the cosmos in all its grace
would be easier in comparison
to viewing within the self
countless stars in galaxies
some too dim to easily see
can be know before the mind
reveals its secrets in the light
...
seeking secrets best concealed
if sanity will be retained
when the phantoms gather round
becoming solid in the mind
totality is ignored
the wise struck down to fools
heavens shrunk to one hell
in the maelstrom of the mind.
From "Maelstrom of the Mind" by Sean Green
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Gautama Buddha: Truly all aggregates are subject to change.
The ever-changing patterns seen through a kaleidoscope are an evocation of the philosophical implication of quantum mechanics and the principles of Buddhism. A simple shake of the device reveals a new universe. Elements that seem distinctly evident are revealed to have no independent existence of their own.
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"As God is my witness, and God is my witness, the Yankees aren't going to lick me. I'm going to live through this, and when it's over, I'm never going to be hungry again No, nor any of my folks. If I have to steal or kill—as God is my witness, I'm never going to be hungry again." Gone with the Wind, by Martha MitchellFrankly Scarlett, I Don't Give a Damn1200,960
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In Stephen Cranes's Red Badge of Courage, Henry Fleming flees from the field of battle and is overcome with shame. A wound (red badge of courage) would sooth his shame and hide his cowardice. This is achieved accidentally by a blow to his head from a retreating soldier. With his badge in place, he returns to the battle with his past well-hidden.
The story is ridden with color imagery that illustrates the human condition. In my image, all the soldiers wear their hyper-red-stained badges.Red Badge of Courage823,960 -
Guestlist of Madame Guillotine: King Louis XVI, Queen Marie Antoinette, Georges-Jacques Danton, Maxmillian Robespierre, Charlotte Corday, Antoine-Laurent de Lavoisier (father of modern chemistry), and CardinalsReign of Terror1200,960
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Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
...
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
...
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
From "Man in Black," by Johnny CashI Wear Pink for the Lonely768,960 -
I think that, next to your sweet eyes,
and pleasant books, and starry skies,
I love the world of flowers;
Less for their beauty of a day,
Than for the tender things they say.
From "Flower-Life" by Henry TimrodThe Tender Things They Say1200,960 -
It may be matter for a smile—
And I laugh secretly the while
I speak the fancy out—
But that they love, and that they woo,
And that they often marry too,
...
From "Flower-Life" by Henry TimrodThey Often Marry Too1200,960 -
In Xanadu did a tiny seed
A stately little house decree.
The walls should be so fine
That it can hang from a vine.
It should be red, it said.
A sun-drenched home,
Not a pleasure dome.
Deep in the forest, dread.
By Timothy McCoyDeep in the Forest768,960 -
Zenrin poem:
In a landscape of spring there is neither high nor low;
The flowering branches grow naturally, some long, some short.
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Zen poem:
The morning glory which blooms for a hour
Differs not at heart from the giant pine,
Which lives for a thousand years.Garden of Secrets768,960 -
Zenrin poem:
Like a sword that cuts, but cannot cut itself
Like an eye that sees, but cannot see itself
The illusion of the split mind comes from the mind's attempt to be itself and the idea of itself (ego) from a fatal confusion of fact with symbol.
From The Way of Zen by Alan WattsSplit Mind768,960 -
Red is deep anger that never comes out
Red is believing, and then having doubt.
Red reeks of revenge, of suffering and hate.
Red is being thirsty and having to wait.
Red in a painting, makes one hot and confused,
It's the anger of crying when you feel you've been used
Red is that voice deep in your head,
It could keep you back, but pushes ahead.
From "Color Me Red" by Starr Williams
Tears are clear inside the brain
But a fountain is lying low
Just waiting for a blow
To loosen the pain.
Blood-red tears hide in the tide
A flood of them wait below.
Ever so slow,
Ever so fast,
With roots in the past.
By Timothy McCoyBlood Red Tears768,960 -
Here is the revelation of a secret, internal life of plants. It is expressed with totally imagined colors that display their inner-most feelings and interactions with their peers. There is a parallel jungle in the lives of humans.My Life in Color1200,960
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"All happy families are alike; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."
Anna Karenina, by Leo TolstoyEach Unhappy in Its Own Way1200,960 -
"The only barrier which holds us from becoming what we are is self. When the temporary aggregate of passions, fears, prejudices, hopes, and personal desires has died, then right and wrong, and all other pairs of opposites belonging to the self, will also die. This is like a fire that dies for lack of fuel."
From Studies in the Middle Way, by Christmas Humphreys
"There is neither good nor ill but thinking makes it so."
From William ShakespeareKindly, Forgiving Pain1200,960 -
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
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The Secret of the Golden Flower, an ancient Taoist text, is essentially a practical guide for the integration of the personality. The "Golden Flower" is The Light Within. It is a mandala symbol which contains a magic circle. Ancient Chinese thought was based on the idea that the cosmos —and man—obey the same law. Man is only a microcosm and is not separated from the world by any barrier.Secret of the Golden Flower1200,960
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Candles in the window
Flashin' through the night
In a room upstairs is a woman
In my mind all dressed in white
...
From "Dressed in White," by Malcolm HolcombeDressed in White Forever1200,960 -
To see the world in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wildflower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
An Eternity in an hour.
By William BlakeMidsummer Snow768,960 -
When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did he smile on his work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?
From "The Tyger," by William BlakeTurning the Light Around768,960 -
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an Hour.
By William Blake
Illusion in Hindu and Buddhist thought is the failure to realize that our "useful" categorizing and discriminating tendency leads to "pain" and "suffering."
Modern physics and mystical experience of "oneness" are complementary. Models of sub-atomic physics confirmed that the constituents of matter are interconnected and inter-related. In quantum theory, for example, the existence of matter cannot be found in a definite location but is only a "tendency to exist." This is profoundly influenced by the observer and his methods of observation (e.g., equipment).
In this image, the seeds and "grains of sand" are abstractions, as discussed above, but are useful for contemplation (and agricultural considerations). Seeds are transforming into the grains of the image. Look Closely! The grains of the background are coalescing into grass or the grass transforming into seed and then into air. In reality, all are composed of photographic grain. These prominent grains (stand-ins for constituents of matter) are not digitally-derived, but are "organic" to the special-purpose film (Agfa 1000) used.Gone to Seed768,960
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