September 4, 2016

Time
Time

And salt air.  On concrete.  On the barrier for the sidewalk on the train track overpass.  Makes you wonder what’s happening to the concrete you can’t see.

It’s beautiful and scary.  Aging.  Stress.  Elements.  Elemental.  Rust, but no diamonds.

Also, when you first look at it, you can’t tell what the scale is.  For that matter, unless I told you that this is about 18″ tall by 12″ wide, you probably still wouldn’t know.  It’s huge and it’s tiny, in the scheme of things.  Some scheme.

7 thoughts on “September 4, 2016”

  1. I really like this photo. Every time I look at it I see something new. Just now I would title it “Evocation of Bunny Man”, a reference to a local urban legend about a man in a bunny costume attacking people with a hatchet or ax near a railroad overpass in our county.

  2. Another thing I like about this image is the color palette. Additionally, the jagged black lines remind me of a pottery technique using horsehair during the firing process which produces lines like these.

    1. Susan, I did ceramics in my 20s and again in my 40s and even used horsehair. Have you done pottery too? I thought it was great fun, especially using the wheel. The magical moving clay…but I didn’t enjoy the other processes as much. I miss it sometimes and seem to go back and take a class or a workshop every 10 or 15 years just to feel clay under my hands! the image does evoke ceramics’ colors and firing processes, plus the fragility of the material, which may be why I was drawn to it, as it were!

  3. I’ve never done pottery, other than a really basic ceramics class I took when I was maybe five or six years old — really primitive stuff. The limited amount of things I know about pottery I have learned from craftspeople at craft fairs I attend regularly.

    The image shares a bit of the palette, and (for me) the same feeling of wistfulness as “Evocation of Roussel”, by Odilon Redon. which is why I named it as I did.

    OMG! I just noticed the cottontail rabbit sitting behind Bunny Man. I am not going to be able to unsee this.

    1. Oh no, now I see the bunny, too! And the female nude at the top? This is terrible, I tell viewers of my abstract work NOT to share what they see, because, as you say, you can’t un-see it. But since we are playing this game here…
      Maybe I’ll have to print this photo for some art show. It’s growing on me!

  4. Your seeing the nude has at least somewhat freed the other image trapped in my mind. In addition some other features, some based on “reality” and some quite abstract, have drawn my attention. In the future I will try to refrain from telling you what I see unless you ask. Can’t promise that I won’t see them, though; our brains are wired this way.

    1. I didn’t mean “terrible” as complaining, more as a comment on the power of our image-formation. This can be an enjoyable game…and certainly underscores our inescapable tendencies to compare to known forms. The nude can turn into a cat for me, too!

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