you are the daughter of the sea
You are the daughter of the sea, oregano's first cousin.
Swimmer, your body is pure as the water;
cook, your blood is quick as the soil.
Everything you do is full of flowers, rich with the earth.
Your eyes go out toward the water, and the waves rise;
your hands go out to the earth and the seeds swell;
you know the deep essence of water and the earth,
conjoined in you like a formula for clay.
Naiad: cut your body into turquoise pieces,
they will bloom resurrected in the kitchen.
This is how you become everything that lives.
And so at last, you sleep, in the circle of my arms
that push back the shadows so that you can rest--
vegetables, seaweed, herbs: the foam of your dreams.
Pablo Neruda
Image of a sea twig from here.
surfaces
Celmins's intense monochromatic images, based on photographs, focus on small and individual marks in the context of vastness. The images seem fragile because they record a specific human glimpse through a telescope or camera which is frozen in time. Celmins's serial exploration of her subjects, including ocean surfaces, allows the artist to exploit the distinct characteristics of the variety of media she uses. Celmins worked on this wood engraving for a number of years, beginning in 1995. She used an engraving tool rather than a knife to make detailed incisions which produce a variety of markings on the paper, from deep black to the white surface of the waves.
Above: Ocean, 2000. Wood engraving on paper, 21x26cm.
Below: Ocean, 1975. Lithograph on paper, 31.7x42cm.
sea change
Sea-change or seachange is a poetic or informal term meaning a gradual transformation in which the form is retained but the substance is replaced, as with petrification. The expression is Shakespeare's, taken from the song in The Tempest, when Ariel sings:
Full fathom five thy father lies;Per Wikipedia. Image from Jon Estward's Flickr.
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
this weekend
Watch out for sirens. Additionally:
- found footage
- monumental ideas in miniature books (@ the Morgan)
- heaven's my destination
- the ceremony
- sunday brunch
Image from here.
imaginary outfit for arranging imaginary flowers in my imaginary house in san francisco
I've never been to San Francisco - never even been to California - so it's perfect territory for imaginations and projections of all sorts. No unkind realism need bother to intrude. Today I'm imagining a careless, graceful life, the kind of life where you have large airy rooms full of carefully chosen things, in the kind of house where you always find fresh flowers on tables in hallways and dishes of cutup pineapple in the refrigerator.
Luxury.
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