Monday, May 30, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
On a beautiful spring day, a blue egg was seized and carried off from its nest. Why the egg was dropped on the earth and shattered is unclear. Perhaps the nest robber was intercepted by the parents of the egg or possibly there were other reasons for the creature why the creature, who was intending to consume the innards of the egg, let it fall from its grip. I will never know. I am only the witness to the seemingly senseless waste of being, be it as food or more kindly, humanely, as a life never lived with whatever the threads of destiny had woven for its future. But surely there would have been the joy of flight and union with another of its kind; we would call that union love, but a bird has its own language and perception of delight in another.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Have you seen Werner Herzog's fine film that has the finest published photography of Chauvet Cave, the eariest cave whers parietal imagery has been found? Herzog, citing experts, places the earliest images around 32, 000 BCE, but earlier publications placed suggested that the images may date to an even earlier period,for instance, c 34,000 BCE. Where else can such a fine presentation be found in the public arena; my single criticism of the film is its soundtrack, where music was added for
"effect." At times it is overpowering and distracting. Better to have music from flutes dating to the Palaeolithic era than the schlock that pounded incessantly at times and did disservice to the films amazing photography and presentation of data.
The cave was discovered in the gorge of the Ardeche river in Provence, France. We will never see the cave itself because it is wisely protected from contamination [and destruction], but the Herzorg movie is the best that is available to the general public. Do not miss this film which will appear most likely on the History Channel. I saw the 3D version, a medium that I do not enjoy, but this may be the only instance where it "worked." The movie is available shown in 2D.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
we begin with a relief of antiquity, a natural antiquity, but that I can view as allusive, with layers peeling away, some diseased others worn out by use. is the elusive spring that poets speak of, will he ever appear again or will she alight for but a moment to promise renewal