Light Touches (again)

Some images from today:

Dusk

Motioning

15th September 2009

Alrighty. Next stage: intermittent (guerrilla?) internet visits (get in get out), dump photos and videos and some thoughts. Disappear completely again.







These shots were from the night of my 30th Birthday.

Some Quickies...

...I'm on fire!

Sunset this evening:

Silver

More Liminal

It is a beautiful bright sunny morning here in Greece, still quiet before the traffic. I just read the Wikipedia excerpt on liminality again and am turning the concept round in my mind.

Imaginitively, the line marks the edge of one thing and the beginning of another - a road to cross. Liminality becomes no man's land between two worlds, the threshold before dissolution of identity, disorientation and a relaxation of normal thought, self-understanding and behaviour. Out of this period of liminality we emerge again with new perspective, as a new person.

Now I'm near the end, I feel somehow that my time in Greece has been entirely for this reason.

I'm going to do something a bit cheeky now. I just did a Google image search with 'liminal' and found that the word is a popular one with artists. So, I don my curator hat and present a select few. I haven't asked permission, but copyright and credit lies with the artists and any objections will be graciously adhered to.


Liminal Condition Detail copyright Susan Palmisano


Land-Care Yuccas copyright Kurt Brereton


Liminality copyright Kevin Sargent


Copyright Er| Naem & X.iso for album Liminal Sampler 2008 by Various (Liminal Recs)


Liminal copyright Andrew Rose

Good morning. Another kind of line:


Mutsugoto from Distance Lab on Vimeo.

JG Ballard is dead. Last time I was in London I spent a whole afternoon reading his autobiography in the Angel branch of Waterstones, after K told me that Empire of the Sun was loosely based on his own childhood. I enjoyed his observations of post-war England: drab, exhausted. While I was reading there was a sales assistant with lots of personality making herself known in that way where a person/we/you seem to occupy far more space, physically and sonically, than might be considered appropriate for a sales assistant at work, unless I have antiquated ideas of service that is. But I think she might have been behind the display of queer titles on the mezzanine that I thought was very good.

Sorry about the Empire link, the film is amazing, haven't read the book yet, I just don't mind a bit of tacky electro every now and then.