It seems from comments there is some trouble grogging this fine piece of art...
Can't you see, it's an artistic comment on the workers of today, who are getting younger, less educated, and more streamlined.
The worker who is eating is several steps in front.
The population in the backgrounds have their blinds closed to the situation. But not fully, because they are voyeurs after all.
The potted plant is the unborn generations.
The mail slot is communications media.
And the brick in the upper left the artist's ego.
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Couldn't have said it better myself.
They look like two robot boys from Madeline L'Engle's "A Wrinkle In Time."
On their planet, every single action was done in perfect unison with everything else -- only it was all programmed.
i.e. the children of the town playing ball outside all bounced their balls to the same syncopation, the balls reaching the exact same height.
there was no suffering there,
not a moment of excess.
It seemed like hell.
there was no suffering there,
not a moment of excess.
It seemed like hell. (signalroom said)
interesting comment. hell though does take on many forms on earth but the real deal in the center of our globe terrifies me.
the wrinkle in time you mentioned, i'm not aware of such. i need to check that out.
i'm a big fan of twilight zone, the orginal black and white series.
love that stuff.
i had the strangest dream........that these soldiers on five horses were in the ocean, they were dressed for battle but couldn't fight the enemy for some unknown reason and needed to hide.
the captain ordered them to hide so all the horses tiltled themselves up and slipped beneath the water (with the soldiers still mounted) and disappeared.
it's ironic because i drempt this before i even read signalroom's comment about the wrinkle in time.
(unison, it was perfect in order in my dream) because all the soldiers were in a circle and they all went down together in perfect sequence.
here's a dumb question: can horses swim? i'm being serious. i know dogs and cats paddle in water, but what if a horse was in deep water, do they paddle too?
Yes, horses can swim. They float well, mostly because of the big round bellies. They swim basically in the same way they run.
Never seen the Black Stallion? :)
Furthermore, horses were used in medieval times and such to help ford rivers, because the horse would just swim and the rider could hold on. They couldn't stay in the saddle, but you can grab the stirrup. You just have to watch out for the striking hooves.
Can't you see, it's an artistic comment on the workers of today, who are getting younger, less educated, and more streamlined.
The worker who is eating is several steps in front.
The population in the backgrounds have their blinds closed to the situation. But not fully, because they they are voyeurs.
The potted plant is the unborn generations.
The mail slot is communications media.
And the brick in the upper left the artist's ego.
Ah-ha! I can see it now. Woa, how did you get all these symbols to align so perfectly in this one frame? :->
Long hard training, along with a combination of Alfred Stieglitz' "F64" technique and Cartier-Bresson's "decisive moment" philosophy.
Hannah said...
Yes, horses can swim. They float well, mostly because of the big round bellies. They swim basically in the same way they run.
Never seen the Black Stallion? :)
Wow, I didn't know that. And no, I've never seen the black stallion. What's it about Hannah?
Anonymous said...
Sorry Hannah, I hit the wrong key below...........So, men could actually stay on the horse while it swam?
eolake, what is the 'decisive moment" philosophy in photography?
laurie
terry, it's fun to ride horses in deep water. I used to ride our hourses across a deep river growing up, no saddles, just holding the mane. Like Hannah said, we all just bobbed up and down. Horses are powerful swimmers.
Y'know, Eolake? I think you should always explain this symbolism stuff. It's hugely interesting! (Like, wow!)
Some people, like me, are just too used to seeing a photo as just a photo.
Now, would you care to explain to us the symbolism of your naked ladies photos? What's it REALLY about, I'm extremely curious to know! ;-)
(Does it have anything to do with the mother's life-giving breasts before the invention of the baby bottle?)
"decisive moment" is the idea that there is an ideal split second to take a picture which will make the picture great.
From Wikipedia:
In 1952, Cartier-Bresson published his book Images à la sauvette, whose English edition was titled The Decisive Moment. It included a portfolio of 126 of his photos from the East and the West. The book's cover was drawn by Henri Matisse. For his 4,500-word philosophical preface, Cartier-Bresson took his keynote text from the 17th-century Cardinal de Retz: "Il n'y a rien dans ce monde qui n'ait un moment decisif" ("There is nothing in this world that does not have a decisive moment"). Cartier-Bresson applied this to his photographic style. He said: "To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event as well as of a precise organization of forms that give that event its proper expression.
laurie
terry, it's fun to ride horses in deep water. I used to ride our hourses across a deep river growing up, no saddles, just holding the mane. Like Hannah said, we all just bobbed up and down. Horses are powerful swimmers.
i never honestly knew this. wow. i just learned something new. that's cool. powerful swimmers? i guess i just never really thought about it before until i had that dream.
thanks for your input laurie.
terry, you're welcome! It was a wonderful experience, an experience of weightlessness.
Eolake, love that definition of "decisive moment." The Course in Miracles (to slide into another analogue) has a nice phrase: The Holy Instant.
Consciousness of the holy instant frees us from all bondage to time.
Forgiveness is the key. If this is in fact so, to forgive the world is to SEE the world, and from that, to take GREAT pictures!
:)
"It was a wonderful experience, an experience of weightlessness."
I'm getting real good at flying in my dreams. Most of the time, soaring in nature : forests, mountains and valleys... Irrepressible freedom, it feels like.
Braking is still something of a problem. I nearly always need to grab a branch. But the birds don't mind, they're used to seeing me.
Not like people. They tend to point.
It's great that you recognized what the mailbox slot represented right when you took the picture. Without that mailbox, this picture would not work, but it's inclusion elevates it to the level of high art. Something that Cartier-Bresson would have been proud of. Simply amazing, amazing stuff. Genius, I tell you. (*SA)
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