Slice of life with existential introspection

Femeia, moştenire culturală şi existenţială

An existential advisory

The Framework of Non-Ordinary Realities

its very existential isnt it? haha

Puscifer

at The Greek Theatre

Los Angeles, CA

June 12, 2022

All photos © Kaley Nelson Photography - www.KaleyNelson.com

When I am in a bad mood, all I see is crap... what is this??

How could that ever be even remotely funny?

Or is it all in my head? ;p

East 4th and Lafayette (old Tower Records building)

Three Peacocks -- God on the Ground

By: Stephen W. Simpson, Ph.D.

www.divinecaroline.com/article/22196/48183-peacocks--god-...

I freak out three or four times a year. It’s so consistent that I refer to it as my Quarterly Early Midlife Existential Panic Attack (QEMEPA). I wake up one morning and think, “Where is my life going? Why am I not making more money by now? How am I going to put quadruplets through college? My work makes me happy, but is this what I’m supposed to be doing? Can I make more money and still be happy? Have my pants shrunk or is it me?” These episodes last for about a week, leading to reckless behavior. I start exploring new career opportunities with wild abandon. I listen to get-rich-quick infomercials for a full thirty seconds before changing the channel. I eat and drink too much and sleep too little. I have grandiose visions of wealth and success one minute, then see portents of poverty and despair the next. My latest QEMEPA was more resilient than most. It lasted over two weeks with no end in sight. It was so bad that I hit the Prayer Panic Button.

While I was driving to work, I begged God to do something that would make me feel better right away. Of course, I don’t think God really works that way. I believe that God does stuff on God’s time, and it’s usually not a good idea to rush him. “God,” I said. “I really don’t need much. Just—”

I saw something blocking my path. It was so out of place that it took my brain a few seconds to figure out what my eyes were seeing. In the middle of the sidewalk stood three peacocks, standing in a line across my path, about six inches apart from each other.

I slowed to a walk. They remained still as I approached, watching me in all their green and blue glory. I stepped aside and passed them on the grass. Their heads pivoted in unison me, observing me as I passed. They didn’t seem frightened or even curious. It was as if they were saying, “You see us and we see you. Satisfied?”

I started running again as a smile spread across my face. Then it turned into a chuckle. Then I was laughing so hard that I had to stop running. I felt both overjoyed and silly for forgetting something very important: God is an artist.

If you’re like me, you want direct answers from God. You want problems solved fast. Sometimes that’s what we need and God is gracious enough provide it. But I think he prefers to paint us a picture. He shows off just a little bit of his love and power to calm us down. By sending those three peacocks into my path, God gave me all the reassurance that I needed. He told me, “I’m here. I love you. That’s all you need to know.”

Nowadays, trusting God is more important than ever. A lot of scary things are happening in the world. In times like these, it’s easy to get annoyed with God. “Are you asleep at the wheel, Lord?” we want to shout. “How about a little help down here?” That’s when we have to start looking for peacocks. We have to work harder to find God’s artistry in the world and trust that he’s in charge and he has a plan. And when we don’t get our peacocks, maybe God’s waiting for us to take responsibility and work harder for change.

Femeia, moştenire culturală şi existenţială

Femeia, moştenire culturală şi existenţială

💡HOW ? 🔽

📋Licence : You are free to use this pictures in any of your projects within the restrictions and obligations described by the copyright holders, but you must include the following in the description of your video (Copy and paste [---]) [This is not always obligatory ... but highly appreciated].

Music is also free of rights (More information in the description) :

✔️ Download PICTURES by Taryn Elliott : www.dropbox.com/sh/6wm61r69815fwql/AAAhw5HU5J8WCsju0VmBQt...

👑 Senses : 👀 Vision 👆 To Touch 💃 Proprioception 👂 Hearing Equilibrioception 👃 Smell ♨️ Thermoception

⚡ Intelligences : ️ Spatial Intelligence

⛹️ Kinesthetic Body Intelligence

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 Interpersonal Intelligence

🌲 Ecologicalist Naturalist Intelligence

🔭 Existential Intelligence

📋 WHAT ? 🔽

🌟 Taryn Elliott pictures in bulk

💫 Beauty of Life World

🌌 No Copyright Pictures Galaxy

✨ Scene (🎬)

📝 Type : Ground eXploration

🎨 Style : eXploration

🔊 Language : International (🇬🇧 description in English, but comprehensible by the whole world)

---

Support :

🎥 Taryn Elliott :

📌 Website : www.peanutbuttervisuals.com/

📌 Pexels : www.pexels.com/fr-fr/@taryn-elliott-1522664

📌 Instagram : www.instagram.com/tea_for_taryn/

📌 Facebook : www.facebook.com/peanutbuttervisuals

💰 www.paypal.com/donate/?token=oCrU-SFTFfVwpBgz2FeMeFEqrNgk...

---

️Video promoted by eXploration

📼Video Link : www.youtube.com/channel/UCpvj7oecmX3AsJT6R0JP2pQ

📏 HOW MUCH ? 🔽

👑 7 Senses

⚡ 5 Intelligences

WHO ? 🔽

🎥 Filmed by Taryn Elliott

📡 Posted by L.Guidali (Pictures of Taryn Elliott)

❓ WHY ? 🔽

Use free, royalty free and of course quality pictures

📍 WHERE ? 🔽

🇿🇦 South Africa (Taryn Elliott)

🕓 WHEN ? 🔽

?

👉 Follow us :

💥 Facebook : www.facebook.com/EXploration-160662074522859/

💥 Instagram : www.instagram.com/explorationetoile/

💥 Flickr : www.flickr.com/people/explorationetoile/

💥 Dailymotion : www.dailymotion.com/explorationetoile

💥 Youtube : www.youtube.com/channel/UCpvj7oecmX3AsJT6R0JP2pQ?

💥 Tumblr : explorationetoile.tumblr.com/

💥 Pinterest : www.pinterest.fr/eXplorationEtoile/

💥 Twitter : twitter.com/eXplorationETL

🔖 React with official Hashtags :

#Etoile

#ETL

#eXploration

💌 Contact : contactexploration@gmail.com

⭐ www.etoile.app

Follow me on Twitter

existential paranoid question of the day: is he taking a picture of someone taking a picture of me???

Toby took this picture and I love it. Somehow that puppet hand speaks to me...

Lifehacker had a post commenting on the minimalist lifestyle. The post suggested that such a life, avoiding owning too many physical things had advantages, but shouldn’t be oversold. Many responses ensued that raised existential questions aplenty. One post was this one:

I live in the real world.

The response seems like a suggestion that life’s purpose was established by evolution as:

survive and procreate.

At least that’s what I read into it. Each paragraph basically says have more stuff because that will:

impress women (allowing you to reproduce);

make your opinions more respected (give you power, ensure your

survival);

impress peers including those who can give you the opportunity to

acquire opportunities to acquire still more stuff; and

in general to follow an imperative of competition promote your own

success and to know that you have “been successful”.

Owning and acquiring things usually does do all these things. Realistically that’s true, and hence the chorus of “I live in the real world”. The responses bottom line seems to be: “he who dies with the most toys wins”. I find this sentiment (that I think is pretty common), kind of sad and depressing, and I hope it’s not all there is.

Aren’t we at the point of being self aware enough to think we have purposes other than just success in the sense that living long enough to pass our genes along defined it. Aren’t we aware that we are part of a larger whole? I think God gives this awareness. I’d like to hope that my life and existence will have ultimately contributed some things that will make the world better for others better in some way.

Bill Gate and Warren Buffet with their philanthropic activity I think realize this. They don’t want their legacies to be just a bunch of stuff they accumulated for themselves, and none of which likely will prevent their dying like the rest of us. Most of us won’t have the opportunity to have such a potential positive impact, I certainly won’t.

I hope that things I’ve acquired or produced may in a very few cases be of use to people I’ve never met. Things that I’ve accumulated but given away. Photos or writing that can be copied for other may stimulate an interesting thought or make someone’s day a little brighter. That part of why I’ve been putting a lot of stuff on the web of late hoping something useful for others will survive me.

In any case, case I hope their a better answer to the “why do we exist?” question than to accumulate stuff to:

survive and procreate.

Also found here at my blog.

Four generations of artists were needed to reach a unique mastery of color like this artist knows.

A father graduated from the Higher Institute of Fine Arts in Paris. A grandfather sculptor who was the author of many monuments dedicated to the fallen of the 1st World War and a grandfather painter and illustrator.

Yrondi Garrick was born in Antibes in 1945. In 1946, he moved with his parents to live in French Polynesia, in which his consciousness will awaken in the enchanting charm of color. Bathed in this privilege until 1956, he returned to southern France to follow his studies. Polynesian nostalgic for his years he returned to Tahiti in 1978. But Tahiti has changed and this is the Marquesas he can find freedom from a world not yet inhibited by technology.

Presented to the Bishop of the Marquesas Islands during a visit to his studio in Taiohae, it commissioned a fresco of the announcement to Mary for the chapel of Hohoi on the island of Ua Pou. Overruns in discoveries and emotions, he became aware of being in an original world in which to place his intelligence at the service of its sensitivity and bring the artist to its essence for questioning. His painting technique is acquired over time but what it lacks is a vision. A vision in which he finds his bearings that will allow him to give his answers to his existential question .

It becomes Hellenist and finds a similarity to the world of ancient Maori. From there, he can carve his prism to his vision. With this wealth, Garrick Yrondi went to Bora Bora for the realization of a mosaic for the pool of a condominium. Seduced by his work, the famous explorer P.E. Victor has provided to him the Haapiti Rai motu. He will live there until the Wasa cyclone destroys everything in 1991. Then he built his own villa in the purest style Florentin

Seduced by his vision and his treatment of color, his paintings are in collections of the world. In his vision, the artist launched a subscription for the realization of the fish lady in pink marble that he'll carve in Portugal. Placed in 1997 next to Bora Bora airport, it became the emblem of travelers.

there I go being existential again.

www.silentfoto.com

silentfotoblog.blogspot.com

C/O Berlin is opening SHOOT! . Existential Photography tonight at 7 p.m. at the Postfuhramt, Oranienburgerstrasse 35/36.

You are all cordially invited to join us and find out about the peculiar fascination of fairground shooting galleries: making a target of one’s own ego, or—for the price of a picture—succumbing to the temptation of staging a duel with yourself as the opponent.

C/O Berlin, 4.Februar 2011

www.co-berlin.info/index.php

Ausstellung

SHOOT! . Fotografie existentiell

5. Februar bis 27. März 2011

Eröffnung Freitag, 4. Februar 2011, 19 Uhr

Walking on foot brings you down to the very stark, naked core of existence. We travel too much in airplanes and cars. It’s an existential quality that we are losing. It’s almost like a credo of religion that we should walk.

There is, of course, something inherently romantic—if not heroic—about the extreme solitary explorer enveloped by nature. The very image of Herzog on foot recalls the iconic 19th-century paintings of Caspar David Friedrich, especially his Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog, with its lone figure staring out at the wide vista above the clouds.

'Truth itself wanders through the forests,' Herzog writes near the end. Yet here he embroiders his memories for effect: The vast swath of geography between Munich and Paris is littered with industrial towns and cities.

Once he comes out on the other end, traversing the deforested Champs-Élysées (“We were close to what they call the breath of danger”), Herzog emerges victorious.

― Of Walking in Ice: (Munich-Paris, 23 November–14 December 1974)

by Werner Herzog

Source: Werner Herzog’s Maniacal Quests ―A newly published travel journal shows how walking, like filmmaking, brings us to the naked core of existence. (Noah Isenberg)

Thanks for the title Chi.

One of my dearest friends wrote and directed this play for our High School...sparse set...

Femeia, moştenire culturală şi existenţială

An encounter with my ailing ex this summer sucked me into an event horizon of existential angst (eggs-istential angst?), a mid-life crisis I'd dodged up til now. There is not enough therapy in the multiverse to fully process all the heartbreak you get to experience... if you live long (& arguably well) enough. Roz Chast or the like had a cartoon called "Museum of Ex-Boyfriends" that I cannot find. Maybe the Mandela effect? I mentioned my idea to a friend at Sign of the Dove, who suggested "Eggs Boyfriends, amirite?" So it had to happen. Technically, some were boyfriends only in name, or only in other ways, but, whatever.

Heat Rock

To paraphrase:

“If you’re gonna be stupid, why not be stupid with someone who already loves you as a friend?”

We were FWB, maybe still are, but decades might pass before we pick it up again.

This egg didn't take color well. A later attempt looks much better.

Manderly

That's supposed to be a Sleep No More mask.

Jotto

He (presumably) also plays wordle now.

Playa Bats

My first burner...

Yeah...

Coffeecat

Coffee, cats, cogs, and the Core. I have already thought of other symbolism, so there'll be a second egg. Not sure how to draw “What? professors don’t motorboat!” Although that happened decades after we dated, just good friends trying to get the other to snort their coffee during a shared bus commute.

Carmen Medusa

In college, some combination of women's studies & art history made me muse about melting plastic bananas to make a post-modern Gorgon headdress. Reflecting upon it now, there is a non-trivial chance it was also inspired by the heraldry of a pretty boy I photographed walking off the Pennsic battlefield, back when I was still an undergrad. Nearly a decade later, he pretty much threw himself at me at Arisia. Still cute, but unrecognizable. “Wait, you're who?” It was a big ego boost to discover I wasn't out of his league.

Spoiler: No one is ever truly out of your league. To paraphrase a recent conversation, when you arrive in hell, you first get a list of all the people who would've been yours if you'd merely asked.

Balloon Snake

A moment with a fellow "ninnie". Still a friend.

Inspired

The Ailing Ex, about which there is so much to say...

Hopefully that Red Crescent will deter folks who might misappropriate Icelandic sigils. The semaphore references The Cure song that still reminds me of our moody matchup.

The greenish shell luckily etched beautifully to look like antiqued gold on white. The heraldic colors look stunning. More eggs in progress to try for that effect again, but eggshells are moodier than we were.

Black Lotus

The first person whose intense first impression I immediately read as "Love at first sight" or, as I now know, "stupidly obsessed against all reason". The griffins are pretty cool, but I possibly over-etched the shell in my effort to get the egg to take color better. A later egg came out much better.

The Fourth Tower

He introduced me to ZBS. "Life’s like that," says the Moon, picking its teeth with a twig."

The egg did not take color as darkly as it looks in the photo. I like the design tho, so may redo it.

Frosted Flakes

He introduced me to the SCA. He was visually intense, sharply angular. He looked like he stepped out of the marginalia of medieval scrollwork.

Cloud Report

The only 2 kids of the oldest day camp group who weren't paired off, folks naturally assigned us together. During a rainy overnight we all ended up in the YMCA gym rather than at camp. He took me to the highest point in the building we could get to, not to make out, which disappointed my tween expectations, but just to enjoy the sky.

Now his "cloud report" posts on social media are a treat.

Femeia, moştenire culturală şi existenţială

Sick Girl (1881)

Artist: Christian Krohg

Christian Krohg’s Sick Girl has often been interpreted as a socially polemical painting, portraying the dark underbelly of modern industrial society. But more generally, the painting is a harrowing depiction of an existential theme, as succinctly captured by the art historian Jens Thiis:

“You encounter this sick child and recognize her as though she were your own, even as there is something in her eyes that recalls a sick animal. Uncomplaining, they hold you captivated, and you give in to a nebulous sense of grief, as you feel the pain of seeing her animal vitality being inexorably consumed by death.”

The neutral surroundings and simple clothes detach the image from time and space and focus our attention on the psychological content. The dying girl is heavily foregrounded, allowing the viewers to almost feel as though they are in the same room as her. We are confronted with a brutal reality, but the girl herself expresses no sorrow or despair. Krohg adhered to the ideals of realistic painting and rarely used symbols, but in this case the withering rose in the girl’s lap is an unmistakable emblem of transience.

We do not know who sat for Krohg’s painting, but there is reason to believe that the memory of his sister Nana’s illness and death in 1868 was a crucial backdrop. Krohg suffered the same fate as Edvard Munch in that he lost both a sister and his mother at a young age, and Krohg’s Sick Girl may well have been a source of inspiration for Munch’s The Sick Child (1886).

______________________________________________

www.visitoslo.com/en/articles/national-museum/

On 11 June 2022 the new National Museum opened in Oslo. This is the largest museum in the Nordics. The new museum now consists of the collections of the former National Gallery, the Museum of Contemporary Art, and the Norwegian Museum of Decorative Arts and Design.

The new museum has a permanent exhibition of about 6 500 objects. Design, arts and crafts, fine art as well as contemporary art will be exhibited alongside each other. As such, the permanent exhibition highlights interesting connections between different collections that previously have been on show at three different museums. Additionally, audiences will be able to see the most famous paintings by the Norwegian painter Edvard Munch, including The Scream (1893) and Madonna (1894).

The building was designed by Kleihues + Schuwerk Gesellschaft von Architekten, with emphasis on dignity and longevity over sensationalist architecture. Great care was given to achieve a balance with the museum’s surroundings and the existing monuments in the area, such as Oslo City Hall and Akershus Fortress.

The most eye-catching feature of the new museum is the large, illuminated exhibition hall on top of the building. It will be used for temporary exhibitions.

The rooftop terrace offers a unique view of the inner Oslo fjord. The square in front of the main entrance has become an urban meeting place, with benches and a café that invites you in to take a rest.

www.nasjonalmuseet.no/en/visit/locations/the-national-mus...

news.artnet.com/opinion/new-national-museum-norway-2129606

www.forbes.com/sites/davidnikel/2022/06/14/what-to-expect...

...

´you are my existential crisis´

Hannah-Arendt square (Aspern), 2012 named after the political theorist and journalist Hannah Arendt (1906-1975); among other things, she worked as a journalist and university lecturer and published important contributions on political philosophy. Because of her independent thinking, The Origins of Totalitarianism, her existential philosophical works and her demand for free political discussions, she plays an important role in contemporary debates. The Hannah-Arendt Park was also named after her. The square is a projected traffic route in the future Seaside Town of Aspern and was already named before it was built.

Hannah-Arendt-Platz (Aspern), 2012 benannt nach der politischen Theoretikerin und Publizistin Hannah Arendt (1906–1975); sie war unter anderem als Journalistin und Hochschullehrerin tätig und veröffentlichte wichtige Beiträge zur politischen Philosophie. Wegen ihres eigenständigen Denkens, der Theorie der totalen Herrschaft, ihrer existenzphilosophischen Arbeiten und ihrer Forderung nach freien politischen Diskussionen nimmt sie in den Debatten der Gegenwart eine bedeutende Rolle ein. Der Hannah-Arendt-Park wurde ebenfalls nach ihr benannt. Der Platz ist ein projektierter Verkehrsweg in der zukünftigen Seestadt Aspern und wurde bereits vor seiner Errichtung benannt.

de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liste_der_Stra%C3%9Fennamen_von_Wie...

This mannequin caught my eye because when I first spotted him (rather, them) I thought it was a family standing out in the aisle. As soon as I got closer, I realized they were just mannequins.

I am sure that at least part of the effect here is what he was wearing, and the harsh overhead lighting in the store, but I have never seen a mannequin with a thousand-yard stare like this guy.

It's like somewhere in his plastic depths, he's having an existential crisis and questioning his life choices.

Albino Gull in empty existential blackness.