Like the website that hosts it, this blog is only concerned with using art and brief texts to uncover the bias and other limitations of thought conditioned by memory and tradition, thus also revealing how this largely unacknowledged tribal egotism that affects all human beings creates and sustains the systemic disorder and violence of the world in which we all live.

Without a radical awakening to the immense distance between our mental and social reality and the truth, we are condemned to continue living in the same cruel division, conflict, and sorrow to which we ourselves sustain with our personal memories, thoughts, and desires.

For the Poor, Gold, Emeralds, and a Few Rubies

These composite images were made this last Tuesday on a little tributary of Taughannock creek. Although they were carefully stitched together and processed in the computer, their colors appear pretty much as I saw them; no filters or gimmicks here.
The gold comes from the decoloration of millions of leaves transported by the spring torrent, and also from a deep ochre muck that clings to the rocks on the stream bed of this beautiful little stream. The intense emerald green is, I am afraid, the result of farm runoff. Some of the red is a tenacious leftover from certain autumn leaves caught in branches and rocks. Other reds come, I think, from a certain mossy growth. I am a looker, not a botanist. Enjoy!

There Is Not a Day...

Attending to the Birth of Spring - II