The person leaving the woods appeared further away than I expected.
It reminded me that I went to an art exhibition a few years ago featurin large plasma screens showing portraits and other images. You thought they were "stills", but then you noticed details like smoke rising from a cigarette. They were films in which very little movement happened.
Recently I was at the Whatcom Museum and saw one of those plasma screen images in a juried art show. The image was somewhat abstract and not particularly interesting until we noticed that there were areas of movement. While making a video of the wind on Scudder Pond, I didn't notice the person walking. It was only when I played it back in iPhoto that the walker became apparent.
It really is windy there. Here too. It always surprises me how our video cameras pick up a sound that we don't really quite hear. Interesting to see that person walk into the video.
robin andrea -- That high wind came and went. Very few leaves left on the trees now. Today it's sunny and quiet, in the high 30s. While I was talking on the telephone yesterday, a hummingbird flew to my porch and looked around. There is snow in the hills to the east. I'll be very happy if it doesn't snow down here near sea level. I love the late December sunlight light and being able to see the Big Dipper overhead at 5:00 in the morning.
How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be? -- Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)
Welcome to "37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)".
The photograph currently at the top of my blog was taken from my porch before sunrise on October 29, 2023.
"OLD GIRL OF THE NORTH COUNTRY" (the earliest name for my blog -- http://oldgirlfromthenorthcountry.blogspot.com
) came to life in early December of 2006 so that I could post a 42-year retrospective of my paintings and drawings and through that action, create a new relationship with the day the man I loved returned from Vietnam in December 1970. For a while (sometime after spring of 2008, which is when he died) my blog was "TALKING 37TH DREAM WITH RAINBOW (RUMORS OF PEACE)". For a number of years, it's been "TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE)." As of April 12, 2017 my blog was titled "37TH DREAM / TALKING 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE/LOOKING UP)". Somewhere along the way it became 37TH DREAM (RUMORS OF PEACE).
To begin viewing the retrospective with narrative, scroll down to December 8, 2006, on this page:
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right temporarily defeated is stronger than evil triumphant. -- Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929-1968)
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware. -- Martin Buber (1878-1965)
It is only a little planet, but how beautiful it is.
-- Robinson Jeffers
The true end of a war is the rebirth of life; the right to die peacefully in your own bed. The true end of war is the end of fear; the true end of war is the return of laughter.
-- Alfred Molano
Enjoy every sandwich -- Warren Zevon (1947-2003)
Not in God's wilds will you ever hear the sad moan, "All is vanity." No, we are paid a thousand times for all our toil, and after a single day spent outdoors in their atmosphere of strength and beauty, one could still say, should death come — even without any hope of another life — "Thank you for this most glorious gift!" and pass on.
-- John Muir (1838-1914)
Philip Henslowe: Mr. Fennyman, allow me to explain about the theatre business. The natural condition is one of insurmountable obstacles on the road to imminent disaster. Hugh Fennyman: So what do we do? Philip Henslowe: Nothing. Strangely enough, it all turns out well. Hugh Fennyman: How? Philip Henslowe: I don't know. It's a mystery.
5 comments:
Such a beautiful song.
The person leaving the woods appeared further away than I expected.
It reminded me that I went to an art exhibition a few years ago featurin large plasma screens showing portraits and other images. You thought they were "stills", but then you noticed details like smoke rising from a cigarette. They were films in which very little movement happened.
Recently I was at the Whatcom Museum and saw one of those plasma screen images in a juried art show. The image was somewhat abstract and not particularly interesting until we noticed that there were areas of movement. While making a video of the wind on Scudder Pond, I didn't notice the person walking. It was only when I played it back in iPhoto that the walker became apparent.
It really is windy there. Here too. It always surprises me how our video cameras pick up a sound that we don't really quite hear. Interesting to see that person walk into the video.
robin andrea -- That high wind came and went. Very few leaves left on the trees now. Today it's sunny and quiet, in the high 30s. While I was talking on the telephone yesterday, a hummingbird flew to my porch and looked around. There is snow in the hills to the east. I'll be very happy if it doesn't snow down here near sea level. I love the late December sunlight light and being able to see the Big Dipper overhead at 5:00 in the morning.
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