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.

SUMMER DREAMS - Photo Essay - 41

You may already now from the last three previous posts that I’m working on a book of photographs taken throughout the year around Ithaca and Trumansburg in the Finger Lakes region of New York State. Posted here is a tentative selection of photos made during the summer months of 2021 and 2022. The final selection for the book is likely to include work done during summers of still other years.
You will find 80 photographs below displayed in two different galleries. Please click on the thumbnails to see the full image. If you’d like to purchase a print of one of these images done on art paper or would like to reserve a copy of the forthcoming book, please get in touch with me HERE. Thanks, Fernando

FIRST GALLERY - 1 to 40

“I have a theory that the moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.

I have tried this experiment a thousand times and I have never been disappointed. The more I look at a thing, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I want to see. It is like peeling an onion. There is always another layer, and another, and another. And each layer is more beautiful than the last.

This is the way I look at the world. I don't see it as a collection of objects, but as a vast and mysterious organism. I see the beauty in the smallest things, and I find wonder in the most ordinary events. I am always looking for the hidden meaning, the secret message. I am always trying to understand the mystery of life.

I know that I will never understand everything, but that doesn't stop me from trying. I am content to live in the mystery, to be surrounded by the unknown. I am content to be a seeker, a pilgrim, a traveler on the road to nowhere.”

~Henry Miller

SECOND GALLERY - 41 to 80“

THE SILENCE OF WINTER - Photo Essay - 42

WINTER, FULL of SURPRISES - Photo Essay - 40

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