Voice scroll of the arctechnician and the angel of time

written on September 17, 2021  © Mitchell Pluto

my cursive thought

wrapped around

some thing

joined together

possession

and

loss

i stood it still

to review

a snake sliding on a scale

tipping an X to a teetering cross

each letter a whirling dreidel

a little dervish

a

retrojection to every tense

then from now too

a serpentine door way

between the rippling pillars

unites me with my temporal lobes

temple fuses

a religion of selves being one another

a seizure

spattered wings

brush strokes

drifting leaves

fins

curves from flowers

quenched by snow stars

a hoop dancer is behind every shape

while marrow carries iron

memories transports us to dreams

restored

but then

returned

too a mind stream

equaling parallel to

is

i with a wave

a twin two

a point

on a pen

moving

angel of feather and scale frozen in a moment

Voice scroll of the arctechnician

written on September 17, 2021  © Mitchell Pluto

my cursive thought

wrapped around

some thing

joined together

possession

and

loss

i stood it still

to review

a snake sliding on a scale

tipping an X to a teetering cross

each letter a whirling dreidel

a little dervish

a

retrojection to every tense

then from now too

a serpentine door way

between the rippling pillars

unites me with my temporal lobes

temple fuses

a religion of selves being one another

a seizure

spattered wings

brush strokes

drifting leaves

fins

curves from flowers

quenched by snow stars

a hoop dancer is behind every shape

while marrow carries iron

memories transports us to dreams

restored

but then

returned

too a mind stream

equaling parallel to

is

i with a wave

a twin two

a point

on a pen

moving

angel of feather and scale frozen in a moment

4:30 AM

Written by ©Mitchell Pluto August, 23 2021

Four word 30. It is always a half. Two more points reflect 6, 9 and back to a hidden 3 again. The clock hands do not hold the numbers. The zero is an egg without pressure or surface. Four words drift by. Pleasure, pain, value and waste. A cross, a star, an intersection, a direction. The world arduously spins a square into a diamond. You, me and us. Skin wrapped tight together and then loose again. Two spheres merge a chime into a flower. A room with rounded corners. An elevator opening each floor to each ceiling. An elemental spine, Damballa and Ayida. Evening and day. One tile with a pressed line between. A folded roof. A house under the waves of a patient moon. We are wake with weightless vision.

Cryptic God, la science des mystères

written and painted by ©Mitchell Pluto August 21, 2021

A symbol is a corpse with autoscopy. A phantom over lay. A double accompanied with hallucinatory meaning. Vowels steer consonants on a quest to remember what was said. What part of something, what place of something. The face of the hero and fool is a map. An omnivoyant icon. Stare into their eyes to recover your own indispensable quality. Follow the ocular path to the source that informs us. Let the light and gravity pull you inward. Convergent and divergent beams. Perhaps some music while refraction bends cylinders of power into design. Level after level. Into the interior body of the archetype, watch without judgement the tissue of god age and grow younger. The sapient rays of Loa, Sentences turning air pressure into surface and form. A ledge, a crossbar on a door but knowledge a threshold to the cross roads. Two points with a tail. Nodding Vertical and wagging horizontal, Only a cube for an overlapping moment as a brilliant veve blooms a code to retain shape’s motion and growth. A neuro branch imagining one direction and wilts, curving to remember where it was from. Yes all those full lines fade among the countless vanishing points of pure space. Time as all ways from two radiant parallel lines. From eyes as light fountains, as eyes as vacant.

Irene Plazewska Occurrences

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Night Stalking

There is a twilight experience that happens between the body coming between memory and a surface. This interference can assemble a dream occurrence that arrives as quickly as it departs. Arklow, Ireland artist Irene Plazewska describes her encounter with occurrence and the act of assembling.

I meet many secretive creatures on my evening beach walks. They beckon me to photograph them and then walk away. The tides bring them & take them away again. I’ve been making assemblages since I was a child, but never tire of it 60 plus years later. The small port town if Arklow on the east coast of Ireland is my home and the miles of coastline is where I go to play.

Across the Eyelid of Chance

Irene Plazewska has had her work featured in the Botanic Gardens in Glasnevin, Dublin. Irene studied at the Chicago Art Institute and the National College…

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Dream Gardens of Gregg Simpson

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Garden of Hermes
Acrylic on canvas, 76.2 cm x 86.36 cm, 2019

After seeing an exhibition in Aix-en-Provence of works by Nicolas de Staël which he had done in many regions of the south of France I had also worked in. I set out to explore colour in all its variety. Using landscape as a starting point I soon began incorporating traces of alchemical symbols such as the crescent moon which forms part of the symbol of Hermes.

Hermetic Landscape
Acrylic on canvas, 36″ x 30″, 2010

Although this wasn’t the original intent, the idea evolved after arranging my second solo exhibition since 2001 in the Salle de Couvent in Seillans, the last home of Max Ernst, where he lived and work with his wife, painter Dorothea Tanning. But my art ultimately derives from the landscape, whether it is my own west coast forests or the lavender fields of Provence

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Oracle of Nature Alejandra López-Riffo

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My impulse to create has to do with a need to highlight or in this case in images, a journey of self-knowledge. It is in turn, the macro journey that all of us pursue in some way. Beauty, in the folds of the shadow.

Alluding metaphorically to such opposite aspects of the human being, it is the construction that tries to embrace all human dimensions. Although this task requires a whole life, without a doubt all my work brings to light my experience with Nature.

From a very young age, nature and its intensity allowed me to discover how important and unique this passage through the world is. Any lucid experience with nature, will carry with it the search for the true in any field, even more so in art, where there is no other direction than revelation.

The language of images, shapes, colors and symbols allow me to reflect…

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Felipe Balzo Visual Poet

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What is art? Why do I paint? The eternal question that does not mean anything and at the same time everything.
What is life?

One day an old man told me, “No, I don’t like abstract art, because I don’t understand it.” Ah! I said, and thought about it for months.And one day I said to myself, how wonderful, not to understand it!

When I look at the sun, I call it the sun, but do I see through it? Do I understand it? I can even define it in many words. The truth is that I don’t I know and I don’t understand. The more we name them, the more we get used to
those names.

Art reminds us that behind the words that name things there is a reality that we do not understand that revives this mystery, which is so necessary.

So, I said to myself…

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Path of the Animist Miguel Ángel Huerta Zuñiga

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Animism is our oldest beliefpattern. It is the solar star with a system of selves. It is the entrance into dreamtime. The animistic brain believes that everything is an agent of mystery and energy.

Miguel Angel Huerta Zuñiga is a Chilean artist based in Til_Til, Chile. He has exhibited in Chile and abroad
His work is in private and public collections in Chile and Europe. He has illustrated poetry books, has been published in surrealist books and magazines

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Phantom Thoughts of Rene Ortega Villarroel

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Aboriginalancestors from our past developed a diagrammatic x-ray vision that not only revealed anatomical features but also recorded the internal pressure, a psychic meteorology within the body.

Rene Fernando Ortega Villarroel is a visual artist from Chile who practices the ancient tradition of X-ray vision in his painting. Rene has exhibited work in Chile and Argentina. He is involved in many cultural art programs that have related to hospitals, children and teaching art professionally.

GRITO DELOS LIENZOS

Mi figura se forja yen verdaderas maquinas radiográficas antropológicas y psíquicas de la existencia humana actual caracterizada por la soledad y la incomunicación más radical y enfermiza conocida por el hombre donde circunda este mundo imaginario de la naturaleza del ser humano son uno.
En el color la forma se expresan en un grito de desolación y destrucción las cuales se mutan a través de un mundo poético visual.

CRY OF…

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