Saturday 21 March 2020

Image Response Ping Pong 10

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did you know DCO featured on Kickstarter's "projects we love" , resulting in the addition of exactly no-one (that I can tell from the infomatics they give us) additionally backing.

While that was nice of kickstarter , I'm more amused that the audience of kickstarters "projects we love" is not an audience that sees a naked starving giant and thinks Cor better back that one.
That's you lot , apparently . Breath that rarefied air!


Anyway , thus  the opening  ritual complete, onward

Patrick has graced us with a poem

and given us
To the centre of the city where all roads meet waiting for you, To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank searching for you, I was moving through the silence without motion waiting for you In a room with a window in the corner I found truth
Humanoid Khepri Scarab from Late Period Egypt, Egyptian Museum of Berlin
Surprised that it wasn't a modern work, but of old Egyptian land.

I have a temptation to just research this exact artifact and do a history report. But I never had an Egypt phase as kid.

Instead again once more the fecund land.. we haven't had a magic item yet right?

this is a Might-of-been-kiln
You take  some scrap of sentiment , a lost opportunity and a closed door , give it to the bottom hands and it molds them, swallows them and birth a clay mummery of you. It will act out a shadowlife , slightly responsive to the environment but more responsive to an unseen one, acting out its craft, laughing with unseen peers, weeping at defeats , exalting at triumphs. All in dumb clay.

It's best to not watch too long, if one is too full of doubt and regret , trying to divine exact moments of the might-of-beens shadowplay , will become too absorbing. Soon the shadowplay will appear more real than their surroundings. They will walk like a shadow after their Might-of-Been , till one day it turn and smiles at them.

It will reach out gently to the former's face, and , like a mother with their child's tears,wipe their face away , and mold the former to just a clay suggestion of form.

AND NOW FOR  YOURS, PATRICK OF STUART



Jiri Sozansky found at the very very excellent http://drtenge.com/

HE DID THIS, LO

1 comment:


  1. To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
    To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
    I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
    In a room with a window in the corner I found truth

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