Tag Archives: Collage

ARTISTIC CONVALESCE

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Art can be seen as the manipulation of perception into form. As artists we can only attempt to craft something that not only speaks to that of ourselves, but to others in such a way that opens them up to a new sense of fidelity and understandings of themselves and their world. Wether by facing some harsh truth, swallowing of denial, or by feeling compassion and the wealth of beauty pigmented on the page before them, possibly reflecting back some sense of gnosis or understanding. No matter what creative form or lack of form an artists comes upon to shape and mold, even if it is formless, as in a meditation, or the orality of spoken language crafted into a story, or the immeasurable immensity of which we call music, I believe it can still root itself in a form, root itself in the heart of the listener.

As we pass through galleries, street corners, skim through books, or digital bits of information trailing images across a lighted screen, it is up to us as observers wether we consider ourselves artists or not, to discover what we will. The art itself wether visual or written possibly does not hold enough innate ability in its occurrence to fully or always impact the viewer as much as when the viewer holds his or her respective candle up and within their own creative, subjective, imaginative or objective capacities they gaze upon the mysterium within its expression, to then illuminate the art for themselves in their own personal way of knowing or gnosis. So it is up to the artists to create the stage, but it is up to the observers to walk out upon it.

-Josh Fleming

Image by: Elfie Kalfakis

https://elfiekalfakis.com/visual-art/collage/

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Wisdom Speaks Not

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The wise do not know more than you or I, nor do they have some right for our wrongs. The wise know that our perceptions our blighted, obscured by what stories we have crafted. Before thought echoed and returned from the dark mountain, its appearance was of a vasty different shape and form.

-Josh Fleming

Image by: Elfie Kalfakis

https://elfiekalfakis.com/visual-art/collage/

God Is A Word For Children

Middle Ground   2009   acrylic on canvas   48“ x 64”

“God is a word for children.

For the few who grow up, it is deep, private and wordless, and has nothing to do with the schoolyard chatter of conflicting religions. Yet, paradoxically, it is the very young and the very old who know this best.

It is quite possible to practice the ‘awareness of the presence of God’. Those who do come to realize that religions too belong largely to words and concepts, where God is not to be found.

Anyone who tells you they know WHO god IS are to be mistrusted.

Remember it’s early in history, it’s only 2009, and we’re all still primitive little savages, oblivious to the effulgence of our own existence.

It is revealing that ‘God’ is also the most extensively used expletive in the multiple languages of our world. It springs unbidden from our deepest hearts, when we’re not ‘thinking’.

Thought is the enemy of ‘the awareness of the presence of god.’

Knowing is different from thinking, or hoping or having ‘faith’ in. It’s been remarked that ‘Belief, surely, in the absence of certainty, is close to lunacy’. The world is full of lunatics.

Not enough of us have practiced, or even considered, the ‘a.o.t.p.o.g’ to have an opinion on the matter. Those who have know the futility, the pointlessness — indeed the catastrophic dangers — of declaring an opinion on the matter. There are religious sects in Asia that maintain it is a blasphemy to even mention the word, because to do so is to confine its meaning such that one obviously hasn’t a clue as to what it means. In the Knowledge of the Presence of God there is power beyond words… so why not just shut up and get on with it for God’s sake.”

– Lawrence Blair, Ph.D.

http://www.amazon.com/Lawrence-Blair/e/B000APHP1W

Image by: Christopher Mir

http://www.christophermir.com

Finding The Pieces

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With scraps of paper I will make the. Such beauty. So that they can see, you exist. They will see, that you were always there. Scattered about, hidden in the pages. I found you, put you back together, made you whole. Gave you your eyes so that you could see. Beauty is everywhere to be found, it is up to us to find the pieces that may be lost and make them whole again.

– Josh Fleming

Image by: Derek Gores

http://derekgores.com/

Hitchhiking From Earth

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“What kind of freak is man? What a novelty he is, how absurd he is, how chaotic and what a mass of contradictions, and yet what a prodigy! He is judge of all things, yet a feeble worm. He is repository of truth, and yet sinks into such doubt and error. He is the glory and the scum of the universe!”

– Blaise Pascal

Image By: Bryan Olson

http://www.bryanolsoncollage.com

The Spirits Burn

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What hands shall bleed for our sins, breaking rocks for our diamonds. Torching the blue lit skies, turning winter into a summers disguise. As the faces fade, in the amber maze of polluted days. The wind and the air, where are they to be found, as the breath is taken from our lungs, collapsing together on the floor.

– Josh Fleming

Image By: Bryan Olson

http://www.bryanolsoncollage.com