Only connect. One year ago James Burke presented examples
of the most elaborate yet utterly obvious ways of looking at the connective
nature of innovation and its social effects. He demonstrated the infinite
number of paths of exploration among people, places, things, and events. I’m
convinced this changed the way I looked at my life because since then I’ve been
struck by the colliding points of interest in my life and the patterns they
make. From last week’s Art/Photography/Space/Death to this week when
I’ve covered Art/Neurology/Music/Memory, all is connected. My thoughts
this week have come together through a lecture on neuroarthistory, a
performance of Debussy’s music, and a dinner conversation about a famous
neurologist.
A blog to explore the interests of an original renaissance woman; arts, sciences, poetry, librarianship and everything in between.
Saturday, 3 November 2012
Friday, 26 October 2012
Rain
A trust in each other a trust in the sky
That the rain will stop and the love that will not
Catching a breath. Stop. Look up.
Silence as rain falls all around
Silence as moments slow motion fall
A promise in rainbow, no unweaving here
Just a presentiment felt and deeply seared
Refracting in black, illuminated in dark
Let endless drops move to our rhythms.
Thursday, 25 October 2012
Art/Photography/Space/Death
On my course so far we’ve covered labels, art/space/geography and this week we are looking at the art of photography. So when I saw the title of the first incredibly timely and apposite lecture at the Inside Out festival ‘Death and Space’ my attendance was assured. ‘Death and the Contemporary’ according to the website, is a series of ‘site-specific events providing an opportunity for interdisciplinary discussions to consider issues surrounding the representation of death in contemporary culture’.
And where better to talk art, photography, space, contemporary cultural practices and death than in the Deadhouse under Fountain Court at Somerset House? This space resonated with all these connections; from links with the 17th century dead who were in attendance, to contemporary portrayals of powerful spirituality with the art of Paul Benney. As a brief aside, his exhibition works in perfect synchronicity with the light wells and moody, enclosed spaces of the Deadhouse. His mysterious shadowy figures beckon you, forests threaten to maroon you, saints watch over you, whilst Death in time honoured tradition simply pisses all over you.
Paul Benney 'Pissing Death' (2012) |
Wednesday, 17 October 2012
Reflections reflected: Chris Orr at the Geological Society
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Chris Orr RA. On the Road to Damascus |
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