Purushottama at Fountain Miami

For those who may not know, this is my interactive sculpture named Purushottama, which is पुरुषोत्तम in Sanskrit.. meaning 'Supreme Being'..
The meaning of the word Purushottama is explained by the Integral philosopher Haridas Chaudhuri (1913-1975) as representing that ineffable phenomenon which lies even beyond the undifferentiated Godhead. (cited from Wikipedia)







taken at the Fountain exhibit during FabFiveFreddy, Art Basel 2011

We're alive: the conclusion of...

the last phrase in this photo that I took of an unknown origin on the door of a random bathroom in a commune warehouse in London, I realized, could not be read, and i just figured out what it says:

[I DON'T WANT TO DIE
YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE
WE DON'T WANT TO DIE
THIS IS FEAR OF DEATH]


For the record, I pride myself in the declaration that I believe that I am not afraid of death. Is there a club I should join? Maybe I really am and I just don't know it because I haven't been as close; come to think of it, I was afraid when I once upon a time nearly died. I'm not sure how close I really was but I want to thank the angels for protecting me, and you, whoever you are, I am happy that you are reading my ghost blog.



Merleau-Ponty's Phenomenology of Perception

Merleau-Ponty concludes by defining freedom as a mode of consciousness in which personal actions and commitments can be chosen within a situation or field of possibility.

Freedom is always within a given field of possibility.

Freedom is always present in a situation, unless we lose our belonging to the situation.

Freedom is a mode of being-in-the-world which enables us to transcend ourselves.

Welcome to my world, द्युम्नसाति

I am going up and you should come
and quit looking back and document the present

How could you let yourself go and then I jump in after you
I lose myself to match you
I substitute everything I once knew
IN an attempt to bring myself back again
To where I never was
But once upon a time,
Keep telling myself the stories
in the crevices of my memory of the empty
from whence I came
At this point where one day is equivalent to years
Dyum comes to join me
and reassures me who I am
as I question myself and my surroundings
When once upon a time was forever
the ingrained moments never cease to exist

"Sounds, events, colours, and dreams twist into each other, perceptions that interrupt my train of thought with their power to change its course through collision with it. My world has been like this as long as I can remember." –Kaija Saariaho

अनित्य #15

Anitya joins the world today;
I made her out of my old favorite hoodie, adopted in 2008 at BLOC,
she is soft and smells sweet of allspice.

Every day

Panel 2 from GENERATIONS by Miles Okazaki

i often mix songs, but these are different

In preparation for my upcoming research project, I would like to make a note that Bernard Parmegiani's "De Natura Sonorum" (1975) and Kaija Saariaho's "Jardin Secret I" (1984-85) mix together extremely well; as a composer with a taste for pleasant sounding melodies, these senseless sounds mixed together have a haunting quality and help me make sense of how much I do not enjoy listening to either one of them, however when mixed together, they take on a new dimension that becomes more enjoyable. Though this music seems to all try to prove the same thing, that electronic music was made possible for its elements of haunting sounds and illogical formulations that defy the invisible laws of music, it is made more enjoyable when paired together with something of its own like, and is now allowing a new perspective from my stance.

And actually, after contemplation, I realize there is a discipline to senseless music, and it becomes more enjoyable in that it is not enjoyable in its traditional musicality.

Eleven from Tarik Barri on Vimeo.

Q.E.D.

1760, abbrev. of L. quod erat demonstrandum "which was to be demonstrated."