Thursday, December 17, 2009

"Invisible Architecture and the Lure of the Moon"

"Moon Labyrinth"© 2009
from The Spidey-Hole Series / Autumn Missed Subset

"I thought only of the Earth. It was the Earth that caused each of us to be that someone he was rather than someone else: up there, wrested from the Earth, it was as if I were no longer that I, nor she that She, for me. I was eager to return to the Earth, and I trembled at the fear of having lost it. The fulfillment of my dream of love had lasted only that instant when we had been united, spinning between Earth and Moon; torn from its earthly soil, my love now knew only the heart-rending nostalgia for what it lacked: a where, a surrounding, a before, an after.
Italo Calvino

Cosmicomics / The Distance of the Moon

"#8, Blue Moon"© 2009
"Autumn Missed Subset"
from the Convenient Non-locality Series©

I have studied the speculative history of the ancient labyrinth, and its close connection to the moon, the myths of the moon, and to rituals related to the moon. Fascinating stuff. Made more fascinating because of the thought-filled conjecture surrounding the study. So much History lost beneath the dust and sea. So much History twisted and knotted. For example, the fourteen turns of the Cretan Labyrinth are supposedly connected to the fourteen phases of the astrological moon cycle. The arguments are compelling and the evidence rich and dense. But who's to say?

Right in this moment, however, I am more interested in my more localized notions of the phrases of the moon: moments of awareness where I bask completely in the light, times of tumbling headlong into the abyss of darkness. I turn and am illuminated, but only as part of me is exposed to the void. I turn again and am caught between the fullness of being and the uncertainty of the new. Waxing and waning.
Apogee and perigee.

For (you see) whatever History dictates, whatever fate portends, for however the tides pull - this,
this is my walk.

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"La Luna"© 2009
Video Collage
From "The Systemic Amazement Factorial"©

"Storytelling reveals meaning without committing the error of defining it."
Hannah Arendt

Please enjoy this musical interlude: for all my Huckleberry friends...........and me.

Next: "Invisible Architecture and the Road Home".


Sandy said...

What a lovely version of Moon River---reminds my of when I sang it as a lullabye to my first born son.

The Lure of the Moon brings me "home" many ways....powerful!

Sandy said...

The above comment should have said from Sandara --but I do not know how to change it...or how that name came up.

tim said...

"History will remember the twentieth century for two technological developments: atomic energy and space flight. One threatened the extinction of society, one offered a survival possibility." From Moon Shot, Neil Armstrong (first man on the moon) and Deke Slayton.

But, the technology, as far as it has taken us, has not, so far, taken away the pull (no pun intended) of the moon. For after all, you can't fight or stay uptight, when you're dancing in the moonlight. Perhaps, it's a supernatural delight!

Jane Schulz said...

The moon is as mysterious as the attributes we attach to it. Consider the cycles of the moon as linked to the cycles of woman. Think of lunatics and the effects the moon has on moods, real and as in Dr. Jekyll.

And yet, last night I went out and saw the moon shining on the new snow and could only marvel at its beauty.

Tom Schulz said...

Always love recollections of generational connectedness - the rituals that we create that are threads to other times. I remember riding along in the family car, thinking that the moon was following me home. And of course, it was.
Thanks for stopping by.

Tom Schulz said...

Tim, as per usual, you are absolutely right. Your observations? Outta sight.
By the way, how could our intrepid astronauts leave out the Hula Hoop, Velcro, and Silly Putty? That may qualify as a sin of omission.

Tom Schulz said...

Lovely comment. I'll consider the cycles of the moon as soon as I am done considering the lilies of the field.
Maybe that beautiful moon could have shoveled your driveway?

tim said...

Well, in the spirit of the season, to forgive Mr. Shephard is, I think appropriate. I suspect he was under the guidance of Omission Control. And, as for the '60's, let us not forget the Easy Bake Oven, perhaps the most important unintended consequence of Mr. Edison's brilliance!

Tom Schulz said...

OK, Tim that was milk out of my nose funny. I used to 'assist' my sister with the Easy Bake Oven. But we would be remiss to leave out the Slinky, cause - "it's a wonderful toy - for a girl or a boy!" The perfect Postmodern toy!

Shannon Rose Riley said...

and don't forget Space Sticks (or was it Stix)... I ate mine every day... chocolate preferred. That alone explains why I am so well-preserved. ;-)