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We've shot right past the peak daylight of late June here in northern Ohio. Came and went as it always does, unnoticed; simply lost in the blur as days slip into weeks. I'm having to reverse course now on my evening activities...doing the same things, but doing them earlier before darkness sets in. I've been riding my bicycle lately out to the township line. Great stress reliever, great exercise, and more often than not, great life moments. I just love the solitude of the rural roads and expanses of farmland. For me there's always been a high level of spiritual energy surrounding crop fields. It's similar to that Zen feeling I feel in my own tiny vegetable garden. But it's at the steroid level adjacent to multi-hundred acre cornfields. So I'm already predisposed to a metaphysical thought process just being here. But some evenings the sky erupts into insane color and texture as the sun sets. Happened several days in a row last week. No two alike, and extremely dynamic in nature. The color expands and collapses within minutes or even seconds. It ripples across the clouds, and presents hues so vivid and saturated that it seems surreal. I've come to realize the feelings I associate with these moments have less to do with the actual colors, but the sense of awe that overwhelms me as I experience them. I'm not merely witnessing the color, I'm being enveloped in it as the last light is squeezed out of the day.
I cannot say this enough. Some folks just don't seem to be getting it. They gather in crowds to watch a hospital ship dock. They gather to worship. They gather to get drunk, party and get laid. Governments refuse to enact enforceable curfews, quarantines and closings out of greed self interest and fear. People laugh together in the laundromat and they ignore the danger in the big box stores. Stay at home. So many people, especially the young generation, whatever generation they are called today, purport to care about society. Here is the new reality we are in.
The overwhelming of hospitals in NYC will soon be the reality across our nation. Without nurses and doctors our hospitals will not only be overwhelmed, but health care, and hope itself will die with the workers sacrificing their lives inside. The ability to obtain ready food and basic goods for survival will die along with the truckers and grocery workers.
It needs to be said. If you leave home for any reason, cover your face and maintain social distancing. And if you leave for unnecessary purposes you are an ignorant ass, a scoundrel, and you should be held in the vilest contempt by your neighbor. You, YOU are putting everyone at risk when you make these stupid decisions. The ONLY way we have to fight this disease on a broad scale is by impeding it's ability to spread. And it's ability to spread is being found to be far more insidious than previously thought.
They call it the invisible enemy. They like to talk in metaphors because the reality is much to stark. We need to stop that. This virus is death. A personal death. A lonely death. And if you survive long enough, the death of everything around you. The death of our society and our civilization. It kills indiscriminately, and it does not care. It will not go away on it's own. Think mass graves and a total breakdown of the institutions that support civilization as we know it. This disease has the ability to become apocalyptic if we as a society make the wrong choices,.
And our way of staving that off and possibly arriving at a vaccine in a few months is so simple. Stay the fuck at home. If you must get out to get essential goods, maintain social distancing and hinder it's potential to spread. But think..... Every time, any time you leave your little isolated pod of safety you run the risk of introducing this pathogen into that pod. Through the food you eat, through the clothes you wear.
We are a large, complex and interconnected society. That fact has the potential to help us or kill us. It is not difficult to Skype and Zoom with your friends and watch television from your sofa. And the consequences are far to dire to ignore that.
Do you think you can survive alone?
When there is no more law enforcement there will be lawlessness.
When there are no more firefighters, you will burn.
When there are no more utility workers you will not have electricity or water or sanitary sewerage.
When there are no more funeral workers there will be mass graves and finally bodies left to rot in place.
And when there are no more health care workers, you will die.
Do you know how to effectively use a gun? Do you have ammunition? Can you stop a fire from consuming your home? Do you have the tools, skills and knowledge to maintain electric and water service on a large scale? Or even repair a pipe or patch a wire in your home? Just how independent are you? Have you ever grown a garden? Butchered and consumed a dog? Do you have the basic medical and scientific knowledge to repair your broken body and prevent it from becoming infected? Do you know how to run a ventilator? How to intubate the dying? Which drug to give for what symptom? And do you have the scientific knowledge and facilities to independently develop a vaccine?
No. You do not. No one person possesses all this knowledge and ability. When the people who do these things for you are dead, those talents and expertise die with them. Our society is far to interconnected for any of us to survive alone. But our interconnectivity is also our strength as we isolate and mitigate the spread of this pandemic that has the ability to destroy mankind. Our interconnectivity makes it easy to stay in touch, console our friends and ourselves, gain vital information, and fight this killer. True, factual and prompt information is key. Wars are not won on brute force. They are won by intelligence and tactics. And our society is at war. Make no mistake about it.
This virus does not care. It cannot be frightened. It is the perfect killer. And it will slowly kill us all if our society does not survive long enough to develop a vaccine. That is our reality.
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This image is probably should be two separate ones. It has two sides and they both work independently of each other, but for some unknown reason they just click together. Metaphors aside, I’m interested in why I feel they work together and if anybody else can see it, or is it just me? Part of the reason I love photography, (ok making images) is this type of conundrum and what it offers to me in enquiring about how I see the world. There are more unknowns than knowns, but our crazy world would lead us to convince us of the latter, in blissful ignorance of what is out there that can enrich our lives! I know I’m getting all heavy, but it’s the unknowns that are on the edge of knowledge that keep me interested! Oh yes its getting near New Year and I often think this way when I have a bit of time to reflect on where it is that I’m actually going and to remind myself that it’s the journey not the destination!
Figure of speech that implies comparison between two unlike entities, as distinguished from simile, an explicit comparison signaled by the words “like” or “as.”
The distinction is not simple. The metaphor makes a qualitative leap from a reasonable, perhaps prosaic comparison, to an identification or fusion of two objects, to make one new entity partaking of the characteristics of both. Many critics regard the making of metaphors as a system of thought antedating or bypassing logic.
Walking through cemeteries is a multi-dimensional experience. At times I'm caught up in the energy of the place. Other times I react to how my presence here influences my emotions. And often I have this odd reaction to the geometry of shapes and angles. It's like walking through a life size chess board. Grim looking pawns, rooks, knights and queens in all directions, forever locked in their last move. The stones and monuments cause ever-changing sight lines and negative spaces as I move about. I often crouch down, preferring to shoot through the stones rather than over them. The sense of texture pleases me; I'm not sure why. I also love the sense of crowding and depth created by overlapping stones. Viewing the monuments down at ground level really reinforces the realization of just how much stone has been brought in here. There's also the corridor effect of shooting something in the distance by finding the perfect visual pathway to get there. Inches matter in this process. Even slight variations in movement cause shifts in these alignments. When it works, it looks easy. Like snapping the final piece into a jigsaw puzzle. More often though, it resembles the puzzle when you first lift the box lid and see 1,000 disconnected pieces.
I know I’ve changed. Nothing gets to me anymore. Well, okay, except for stuff in the past. Back then I was all innocent and trusting and didn’t know anything.
© Suna Cho
This clock is an original Irish grandfather clock, maybe 170 years old. It had marked off every moment, good, bad and indifferent of the lives of everyone I know, their fathers and grandfathers and has never flinched.
This is a photo of reflections on the surface of the river. The image has been mirrored and copied twice to be symmetrical. The detail is best seen full screen.
The current understanding of astrophysics is that at the beginning of the universe, the creation of matter was symmetrically balanced by the creation of anti-matter. Contact between them results in their mutual annihilation, accompanied by a massive release of energy, analogous to a nuclear explosion. The symmetry in this image could be seen as a visual metaphor for this.
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YUE Minjun is considered one of the leaders of the Chinese avantgarde. One of his trademarks are his 'laughing faces'. In his sculpture series Looking at the Sky,
YUE presents gigantic oriental-looking male figures, their naked muscular bodies contorted with laughter. Their modesty is saved by a pair of tiny budgie smugglers, their wide-open mouths carry far too many teeth and every muscle on their steely skin is accentuated by fine welding seams. The figures appear irritatingly gentle but merciless and ridiculous at the same time. Their laughter appears tortured and teetering on the edge of pain. It is tempting to perceive these figures as social or political metaphors which draw their superpowers precisely
from their ambivalence.
Yesterday on a walkabout with my camera on Happisburgh Beach in Norfolk after a few hours shooting I had already packed up my gear. On my way back to the car, I spotted this rusty piece of metal sticking out of the sea and knew I had to shoot it.
So all the gear came back out again and I waited for the sun to appear from behind the clouds to light up the rust.
It's also occurred to me that this image is like a rusty metaphor. Stuck up to my neck in it with everything pouring over me and looking a little worse for wear ;-)
The steel works rendered somewhat featureless in the early morning gloom seemed to me to be a metaphor for the future of the U.S. Steel Co. in Hamilton.
20070323 - Santiago Juxtlahuaca, Oaxaca, México - Vitral de Santiago Apóstol
Aunque muy poco, en la foto del enlace siguiente, se aprecia el lugar en donde se encuentra el vitral (Esquina Superior Izquierda de la foto). Es en la Casa de La Comunidad de la Mayordomia de Santiago Apostol, del Centro, de Santiago Juxtlahuaca, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Los invitamos a que pasen a ver los siguientes videos, sobre la Fiesta Patronal (medio año) de Santiago Apóstol (del Centro) en enero del 2007, en Santiago Juxtlahuaca, Oaxaca, México.
Fiesta Patronal Santiago Apóstol del Centro (Medio Año), Enero de 2007.
La Danza deLos Rubios, Grupo Santo Domingo, de Erasto Chávez López.
Músicos:
Carmelo Rodríguez Chávez
Jorge Bautista Ramos
La Danza de Los Rubios, de Santiago Juxtlahuaca, Oaxaca, México, participando en la Fiesta Patronal de Santiago Apóstol, medio año, enero 2007, siendo mayordomos los señores: Jorge A. Méndez Ramírez y Norma C. de Jesús Ramón.
Esperamos que disfruten de estas imágenes, de estos videos, y sobre todo de esta hermosa música de nuestra tierra mixteca.
Saludos a toda la gente de:
Santiago Juxtlahuaca, Santa Rosa Caxtlahuaca, Reforma Juquila, Unión de Cárdenas, Santiago Naranjas, Santa María Asunción, San Miguel de Cárdenas, Vista Hermosa, Agua Fría, San Pedro Chayuco, Nicán de La Soledad, San Antonio del Progreso, San Miguel Cuevas, Tacuyá, Santa Catarina, San Sebastián Tecomaxtlahuaca, San Martín Duraznos, Guadalupe Nundaca, San Martín Peras, Coicoyán de Las Flores, Tejocotes, San Juan Mixtepec, Santos Reyes Tepejillo, Santa María Tindú, Tezoatlán de Segura y Luna, Santiago Nuxaño, Guadalupe Nucate, San Mateo Tunuchi, San Miguel Tlacotepec, San Martín Sabinillo, Santiago Asunción, Ixpantepec Nieves, Silacayoapan, San Francisco Paxtlahuaca, San Agustín Atenango, Santo Domingo Tonalá, San Marcos Arteaga, San Francisco Yosocuta, Huajuapan de León, Oaxaca de Juárez, Tlaxiaco, Putla de Guerrero, Pinotepa Nacional.
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