Looking In

Looking In

The three images I want to look at in this post were in the same portfolio as the Kraken image I posted the other day. At the time I came across them, I felt they offered a calm respite from the internal shite that was threatening to keep me off-balance. The view through each of the windows provide only tiny pieces of information, and certainly not enough to draw any concrete conclusions. Old bones and bandages have both been recurring themes in the past; as have windows, although more often than not I notice the pictures which have a solitary figure who sits in a room with menacing weirdos looking in from the outside. I’m sat here wondering if the attraction is related to a real shift in perspective; that I was trying to disengage from the personal and get back to being objective.

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Rapunzel As An Expression of The Creative Process

Rapunzel As An Expression of The Creative Process

The story begins with a pregnant woman, hormonal cravings, and an accommodating husband. Symbolically speaking, pregnancy is the gestation of a creation and so it's possible that the story of Rapunzel is an expression of one of the many ways the whole creative process can manifest. What I mean is, there's a description contained within the story of an actual creative process. This does not mean that ALL creative processes follow this same mythic path; it is just one of many possibilities, and IF the story resonates with you, it may be similar to your own story from a psycho-philosophical perspective.

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What Really Remains?

What Really Remains?

Tis a grim place to be.

And I’ve sat there once or twice myself

Once, not all that long ago.

I went to re-read the diary entry that I’d written under the influence of this picture when it first appeared in my life; it was appropriately titled “Fucked Off”. Back then I had that feeling of weariness that follows a period of emotional hardship. I was at the point that I could no longer face looking forward at the nothingness that lay ahead for as far as the eye could see. I’d arrived in this place after an extended argument with He-

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