The Fourth Dimesion is...
What was this weekend? Well, there was the ambiguous, as Harry Lockhart (played by Robert Downey Jr.) says in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang; "imagine this bullet in your head," (while holding a gun to someone's head)...and there was the not so ambiguous, as M.R. said (I've decided to call he who I refer to as M.R. as Mister, from now on) "you guys are all so smart," while holding a tiny violin in the palm of his hand and trying to conjure music (not necessarily from the tiny violin).
It was a weekend all like that and then some. I decided, not much before that moment, that the fourth dimension is Reflection (though i'd like to spell it reflexion right now). I capitalize it, because it was pretty important when I figured it out. It was Mister who pointed it out to me. I was standing by the spa at about 2:30 a.m., staring into the water of the spa, which had no light on inside (under water), and these black fuzzy round spots seemed to float either on my eyes or on the surface of the water, I couldn't tell. Mister said, "see those spots, see that?" I was so releived because I thought it was just my eyes, "yes, i see them" I answered kind of excitedly, "you see them too?" Then he pointed to the wall above the spa where sundry suns hang for decoration. I realized then the black fuzzy spots were reflections of the suns hanging on the wall behind the spa. Mister said, "it's 3 dimensional," referring to the spa, in which you could clearly see the water, the inner shape of the spa, its steps and the bottom of the spa, "and that's what everything is," he said. I said, "no! it's four dimensions!" I said it like I had just realized something big, though it probably wasn't so big after all.
It was for me, one of those exciting realizations, especially since I've been working on this art project (all 3 dimensional) that is based on, not the literal but the conceptual, idea of self-portrait--or more to the point--reflection. It was a perfectly lovely leap that brought many points of many ideas i've been thinking about together all at once. I feel refreshed, interested again, in these ideas. Something definately new happened to me this weekend, outside of my current family tragedies and troubles--I came about. A little help from nature, friends, and distance from both and intimacy with both--a little help from the moon, glow sticks, water, flashing eyes, music and memory. To go back in is a good thing, I remember now--
It was a weekend all like that and then some. I decided, not much before that moment, that the fourth dimension is Reflection (though i'd like to spell it reflexion right now). I capitalize it, because it was pretty important when I figured it out. It was Mister who pointed it out to me. I was standing by the spa at about 2:30 a.m., staring into the water of the spa, which had no light on inside (under water), and these black fuzzy round spots seemed to float either on my eyes or on the surface of the water, I couldn't tell. Mister said, "see those spots, see that?" I was so releived because I thought it was just my eyes, "yes, i see them" I answered kind of excitedly, "you see them too?" Then he pointed to the wall above the spa where sundry suns hang for decoration. I realized then the black fuzzy spots were reflections of the suns hanging on the wall behind the spa. Mister said, "it's 3 dimensional," referring to the spa, in which you could clearly see the water, the inner shape of the spa, its steps and the bottom of the spa, "and that's what everything is," he said. I said, "no! it's four dimensions!" I said it like I had just realized something big, though it probably wasn't so big after all.
It was for me, one of those exciting realizations, especially since I've been working on this art project (all 3 dimensional) that is based on, not the literal but the conceptual, idea of self-portrait--or more to the point--reflection. It was a perfectly lovely leap that brought many points of many ideas i've been thinking about together all at once. I feel refreshed, interested again, in these ideas. Something definately new happened to me this weekend, outside of my current family tragedies and troubles--I came about. A little help from nature, friends, and distance from both and intimacy with both--a little help from the moon, glow sticks, water, flashing eyes, music and memory. To go back in is a good thing, I remember now--
posted by name at 5:37:00 PM
2 Comments:
Yes! 4. I love that: reflection is the way we is, anyway. Yes? Yes.
E, Eye, E, Eye, Owe.
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