Sunday, July 31, 2005

Plunging into the Target

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Blogger OrphanedPoet said...

i see what is real...i.e.-weathered paint, age's evidence, something that has lasted and has its own identity because of time's effects on it- contrasted with an empty sweater. could be anybody's sweater,
and that sweater to me represents conformity to me in this context: the comfort of being part of the present ruling milieu. anyone's head could pop on through, and it'd be all the same and totally interchangeable-

whereas, that beautiful scarred board- that is reality of a 'one of a kind'. such a thing would keep me warmer than that sweater any day.-

7:02 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Cool take on this. Thanks for your input, always appreciated.


8:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i kept thinking of the antonioni film, blowup, how the more we analyze a thing the more mysterious it becomes. if we could find the bullet and compare its markings to some known patterns, we would come up with one kind of reality, but nothing to tell us why it was fired into the side of a barn, or was it fired at something else and just careened off into the board, and on and on. same for the missing person who goes with the sweater. we may think the sweater itself tells us something, and perhaps it does, but once we identify the person, and begin conversing with him, the whole sweater image begins to disintegrate, and we discover someone else entirely. fascinating work, scott. jim

10:02 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Ah, I love that film. And your thoughts on this piece. For me the piece is very simple, and I love to see the sparks that come off of it land and light some new fires.

Hope all is well with you.



10:55 AM  
Blogger Jewel said...

this one reminds me of forensics for some reason. like the inset is a crosscut image of something penetrating bone.

6:41 PM  

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