spacetime obsevations

can you see the mouse?
can you hear the mouse?


at -7ºc at 1:00 in the afternoon
under a clear blue sky
water is dripping from
a west-facing gambrel roof
clad in ivory coloured steel.

in the dusting of new snow
over the crust of recent
record high temperatures,
the tracks of
what i suspect are
deer mice

the framing of paintings
to allow them to be seen
on exhibition in a
slightly bigger box
is still on the list of
things to do

i wonder if the mice
are out in broad daylight?
i wonder if the crows
are spreading the news?

the parallel universes are visible.
it's not that time doesn't exist as much as
time is not singular.
it may exist more as in space-time.
using existing language,
which is only an approximation
of an existing perspective
to describe an new perspective
requires some creativity.

this "reality" is one perspective
seeing the reality of any of the
parallel universes requires
seeing from a different perspective
which requires ''looking'' differently.

the membrane between dimensions is real.
it is flexible and transparent and
you can lean on it.
moving trough it requires
courage, curiosity and knowing
the answer to a question such as,
'' how do you call yourself? ''
which seems to contain the question,
''from which perspective do you look?''

show time

exhibition preparation underway:
framing, painting edges,
writing and rewriting
selecting photos
for print and
a slide show

sublimation 36 x 60 in.

the sublime

in sublimation,
the states do change,
but not in the order
that we have come to expect.
rather,
water changes from solid dierectly to vapour...
yes, it does take a week in the winter
but the clothes do to dry
on the line


in learning too
there are occasionally,
insights that occur
out of order.
wisdom may be gained
directly through observation
with-out the intermediate steps
wherein information becomes knowledge
in the transition.

seeing: response translated into words

if I could,
I would pin myself upon
the celestial realm,
shake free my earth body
and let it drop.
I would ride a red rocket
and map criss cross adventures in space
burning my passage into the ether
a trace for you to follow

if you slip behind
what's obviously form
beneath the thin blue skin of death
another world appears
in the distance
a carnival of the unknown
blisters and marks places
yet to be reached

S.D.

seeing

seeing,
our primary sense:
seeing as investigation, rather than seeing to name alone.

if we shifted things around, we could learn so much more
by seeing.
if the naming became the beginning of
seeing rather than the end,
the why and how of things could be reattached.

when our primary sense is attached to curiosity
there is a huge potential for learning for exploration, whereas
in so much of our eduction, the seeing ends at the naming.