foreward

“Now produce your explanation and pray, make it improbable.” - Oscar Wilde

Art expresses a conception of life, emotion, and inward reality. But it is neither a confessional, nor a frozen tantrum: it is a developed metaphor that articulates what is verbally ineffable – the logic of consciousness itself." - Susanne Langer

 

Let’s begin with a summary:  I'm imagining, pursuing, and constructing pigmented, gently smiling dialogs with selected natural and material objects.  Some wider aims, guesses, and hopes for the endeavor include:

  • To invoke simple and not-so-simple sorts of fundamentally aesthetic pleasure in material form, color, balance, tension, and dynamic interaction.

  • To elicit close attention to suggestive natural forms and processes by embellishing their existing testaments with appealing and potentially meaningful adornments.

  • With any luck, to also evoke even more marveled beholdings; drawing the best of our child-like fascinated mind and smiles back toward us, to spread across our now adult beings.

  • To touch upon human habits of projection; our apparent need to project our inner minds and hearts (ideas, experiences, feelings, selves) toward and ultimately into the objects and people that surround us.

  • To suggest senses of narrative environment by arranging unlikely spaces and potentially novel sorts of vistas with diminutive human characters.

  • And finally, to hopefully prompt experiences of peculiar sort of recovery. As they must, our mature minds acclimatize most of our experience into the named, the categorized, the clear, the useful, the expected. Necessary adaptations to be sure, but capable of troubling sorts of contractions in our meanings. This work seeks to suggest some imaginable backward migration paths, "not from life to thought, but from thought back to life" -Owen Barfield

I've labeled all this as Unlikelihoods out of a long standing faith in the enlarging powers of the strange, novel, surprising, the unlikely.  Such experiences I think, act as cognitive parents to most of our paramount cerebral and emotional endowments.  They feed and guide our fascinations, goad our richest imaginings and attentions and if we're alert just enough, work those dilations and transformations into new vision - growth of consciousness itself.