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BLUE NOTESAs technology advances our possessions are more and more eager to dialogue with us.
Computers have long had voice and are constantly chattering away. They also delight in throwing us cryptic text messages that would make the Delphic Oracle jealous.
The car, whether asked or not, breezily flashes red letter updates letting us know us how it is feeling every time it is started. Those with GPS are veritable back seat drivers telling us where to turn and the distance to the next Mc Donalds.
When cars first learned to speak, some did in rather caressing female voices - GM geishas murmuring about a door ajar or low windshield washer fluid. This caused a nervous reaction on the part of many insecure wives and lovers and was toned down by the manufacturers.
It goes without saying that the answering machine is tirelessly chatty. The clothes dryer, if advanced in years gives only a brief Bronx Cheer at end of cycle but like a proud maitre d’ the microwave jauntily texts “your food is ready”.
As life becomes more dehumanized it is comforting to know we are living intimately with increasingly sympathetic and caring micro processors.
“Lonely no more”.
¶ 11:18 AM 7 comments
21 June 2006
RISK TAKERLos Angeles, California
It would seem Doctor Frankenstein has been reading Harlequin Romances.
True the head is more Emmet Kelly than Punchinello, but the good doctor did not get it quite right on the first try either.
Give him credit for being a risk taker.
Here in the Venice area of Los Angeles, this ingenious assemblage gives blessing to those below ¶ 1:56 PM 4 comments
28 May 2006
LIFE AND DEATHMiami Beach, Florida
Technologically we advance at unprecedented speed. Ethically we are mired in the blood feuds of antiquity. Our barbarism is such that we still wage war on our fellow human beings using the perverted technology of our weapons of mass destruction.
Victor or vanquished we are all victims but none so much as those we see in this image. The soldiers shattered remains lie beneath the white crosses and the bodies of the children too often lie in mass graves. It is our mortal shame that we are still digging such graves and that we allow those that govern us to sit in conference rooms and talk of megadeaths.
There is still some hope for some in this image, for they are safe on the privileged sands of Miami Beach. The soldiers that these war protest crosses represent are truly dead but the children play in their private peace. Peace for the moment at least. ¶ 9:29 AM 25 comments
03 May 2006
BRIDGE ABUTMENTSSt John
Here the
Here also a major highway and a railroad bridge above this powerful water drama.
The curve and lattice of the steel sections are a force vector diagram come to life. At this abutment the forces are transferred from the artful contrivance to the mass of exposed rocks of the earth’s mantle.
The sense of power at this junction is palpable and exciting.
05 April 2006
BOATING FUNMiami Florida
Sometimes what you get is more than what you initially see. Here is a random snapshot of a boat show display, an image of boating fun printed on a scrim. Behind are other displays including a safety video of a fire.
The resultant mix, though accidental, has the look of a contrived photomontage.
There must be a story here – boating on the river Styx perhaps, drawing unaware ever closer to the dreaded fires of Hell.
The smiles would suggest that this couple were carnal lovers, fecklessly drifting to the eternal windswept damnation of unquenched desire of the second ring.
A stern moral lesson for the consumer bedazzled by the boating lifestyle. ¶ 11:36 AM 4 comments
02 March 2006
WAR PAINT
Miami Beach Florida
Man the warrior has always enhanced his power with the imagery of intimidation; a Pict’s blue body paint, Apache vivid face paint, African masks, Viking helmets and shields, Roman Imperial eagle staffs and European gilded armor.
Only recently has the military abandoned such display for the even more sinister subterfuge of camouflage.
But civilian supermasculine splendor lives on with the “he who dies with the most toys wins” set. Here glittering in the privileged sun is an elaborated decorated waterborne missile.
A catamaran ocean racing boat that sends strong messages of its owner’s power. His is a lifestyle to dazzle with its extravagance, waste and overkill.
It is the art of the macho death wish - for remember, in order to win you have to die! ¶ 10:27 AM 24 comments
