Saturday, January 25, 2014



Selamat malam, sayang


Vitvitskaia is merely a symbol. A metaphor. A symbol representing an 'objective woman'. I have always marveled over the role of 'female', the 'feminine', the 'passive' force, as some esoteric teachings call. There is something about it that stirs me unceasingly. Without the passive the active has no juxtaposition. And there could be no 'neutralizing'. It always seems to me that 'active' is always celebrated and the 'passive' pushed aside. The 'passive', for me, is the door to the subtle. The departure from outward-exclusive attention into the internal.

It happens quite unintentionally for me, this collection of pieces. Now it seems like a story. There is a continuity.

But I guess I'll leave it at that.

Friday, January 24, 2014



[Divided by zero] Hiraeth. The call back home

Sound of silence

Sehnsucht is a German noun translated as "longing", "yearning", or "craving", or in a wider sense a type of "intensely missing".

In these I was trying to capture a certain 'gist'. A 'feeling'. And perhaps it could best be describe by the word 'sehnsucht'. I thought it was a beautiful word. 

Thursday, January 23, 2014

White blights, Flight rites

This is for the human potential. This is for What We Are and What We Can Be. For the meditators and thinkers and artists and scientists. For the spirit that lives in us that compels us to move forward in whatever sphere we indulge ourselves in. 

This is for all of us.

This is for me.