Scribble From The Middle

Figurative Expression

Over the last few months I've been exploring the figure with photography and mixed media - 

 

"Zephyr" from the Elements Series  c 2010 mixed media

 

"Sparse Matrix"  c 2011 digital metallic prints

 

 "Migrate"  c 2010 mixed media

Time

This inexplicable phenomenon has been on my mind lately. What is it exactly - past, present, future? Why does our experience of it vary and how does it move through, around, behind and beyond us all at once? How does it seem to get away from us when we are occupied with living? Does it move faster at certain points in our life, slower at others? It's maddening and fascinating and I think I must stop thinking about it or else do something about all this thinking - before the time escapes me.

 

"... time is not a linear flow, as we think it is, into past, present, and future.  Time is an indivisible whole, a great pool in which all events are eternally embodied and still have their meaningful flash of supernormal or extra-sensory perception, and glimpse of something that happened long ago in our linear time."
- Frank Waters  Mountain Dialogues, 1981

 

Time present and time past

Are both perhaps present in time future,

And time future contained in time past.

If all time is eternally present

All time is unredeemable.

What might have been is an abstraction

Remaining a perpetual possibility

Only in a world of speculation.

What might have been and what has been

Point to one end, which is always present.

Footfalls echo in the memory

Down the passage which we did not take

Towards the door we never opened

Into the rose-garden.

 

T.S. Eliot - excerpt from Burnt Norton  No. 1 of " Four Quartets"

 

 

 

Been Living

 

 In the words of Emily Dickinson,

"To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else"