24 June 2023

Ogee, or Line of Beauty


"To speak merely of a wall of slaty stone which gradually curves inwards gives but a very inadequate idea of the exquisite beauty of the stone and curve alike. There are no marks of tooling, but the evenness of the outer surface is perfection, and the curve, rounding to the entrance, is faultlessly constructed in Hogarth's line of beauty, known to architects as ogee."
— Algernon Gissing writing in 1924 about Belas Knap Long Barrow, a late Neolithic stone-chambered tomb-mound near Winchombe in Gloucestershire.

Gissing references William Hogarth. In his 1753 book The Analysis of Beauty: Written with a view of fixing fluctuating ideas of taste, Hogarth briefly references the ogee, an ornament in architecture, as waving lines. He illustrates precise “line of beauty” with an illustration, indicating 4:
 
“Though all sorts of waving-lines are ornamental, when properly applied; yet, strialy speaking, there is but one precise line, properly to be called the line of beauty, which in the scale of them * (in Fig 49) is number 4 lines 5,6,7,by their bulging too much in their curvature becoming gross and clumsy; and, on the contrary, 3,2,1,as they straighten, becoming mean and poor.”
John Ruskin in 1851, however, opens wide the wide-open eye:  "The varieties of the ogee curve are infinite."
 
"Serpentine" does, however, appear in Hogarth's volume dozens of times with positive acclaim, extending the curving line of beauty and becoming, as Ruskin observes, infinite.
 
The Neolithic builders may have understood how carefully placed stones embodied the infinite; the assured and precise S-curve of the wall Algernon Gissing admires: “the exquisite beauty of the stone and curve alike.”
NOTES
— Ogee, or, in full, ogee curve: a shallow S-shaped or double curve. — Oxford English Dictionary
— Algernon Gissing, The Footpath Way in Gloucestershire (1924), p.47
— John Ruskin, Stones of Venice (1851), I. x. 126
— William Hogarth, The Analysis of Beauty: Written with a view of fixing fluctuating ideas of taste (1753), p.47

PHOTOS at Belas Knap, June 2023, Douglas Beauchamp. With convivial appreciation to Rodger Williams, a self-described Celt and a long-time resident of Gloucestershire, who led the way Belas Knap.

CODA
Why should high material development seem so inevitably to divorce us from the soul of beauty which pervades the natural universe? — Algernon Gissing, 1924

19 April 2023

Framing Views

  
Pause. Enter the cinematic everyday.
Walk the streets of your town.
Framing views. Accidental flux along
with your Way of Life. Freedom of impression.
Display by the people for the people.
Prismatic shuttering
shuddering
shattering light and dark.
Each particular, each metaphor entire.
You wonder in presence, certain of absence.
—DB

Ann Lauterbach and Cynthia Cruz speak:

I'm getting good at sailing
unaccompanied through time
 
holding on to delay
forfeiting
 
the familiar bridge
across a mirage
 
betrayal
whose voice concedes
 
and is still recalled
even as it bends

under the weight
of forgetfulness.
 
I'm getting good at counting
and at seeing
 
the view from the
window of a dream.

— Ann Lauterbach
from Under The Sign (2013)

...........

PRAYER

Please protect me
From my thinking.

And, please,
Glamoury Genet-like angels:
Come to me.

How can I not
Vanish.

The gleaming palace of my childhood,
Smashed. Once ferocious, now

Just a box
Of broken glass.

— Cynthia Cruz
from How The End Begins (2016)

27 March 2023

Anima Mundi: Spring

 
A NON-SEXUAL SONG
 
In this world
where you should belong clearly
 to one camp or another,
I'm not at home in any!
 
Flesh dies, no matter what shape it's in,
after one lifetime.
 
What can you love forever, but the soul?
-- a restless creature,
coming and going like the Gods,
in one devious disguise or another.
 
Man, Woman, Tree! Insect! Animal!
Stone, Cloud, Water!
 
How do we know it's not someone we loved
once, or are
still yearning to?
 
Kay Johnson
Poem: Kay Johnson, Human Songs (1964 City Lights)
 
A sampling of the painted Feminine Divine as she/they/us appear in various guises and revealings in public places.  (Click to enlarge)
— Mural details; official, community, commercial; all ephemeral.
— Artist unknown/anonymous unless BOLD
— Locations approximate, all Eugene
 
  1. Spirits Ethereal on Gray Fence
  2. ILA ROSE (near Lincoln and 3rd)
  3. VALENTINA (on Washington at RR Tracks; now partially tagged and faded)
  4. SHAMSIA HASSANI (near Capella Market)
  5. KATE THOMPSON (Growers Market north wall)
  6. Free The Family (Free Wall now removed, near Shelton Mcmurphy)
  7. DAN HITCHCOCK (near Lincoln and 7th)
  8. Spirit Feathered (near 7th and Blair; now painted over with Kobe Bryant)
  9. HANS d’HOLLOSY (Alleyway off Broadway between Charnelton and Olive, formerly New Zone Gallery)
  10. ILA ROSE (near 6th and Blair)
  11. Gorgon (Chalks on pavement, disappeared)

07 March 2023

VEXICON: Syntax

We are suggesting that words and their arrangements (syntax) are soul mines. But mining doesn't require modern technical tools. … What does help mining is an eye attuned to the dark. — James Hillman

have to be

There's no better sight to see / Than you and me / Staring at the sky / Happy right where we lie / Life would be so much better / If you and I were together.  Keep dreaming
— Anon. Entire found poem as written on pavement at the Underpassage
PROHIBIDA

NO

.................................................

I have one mouth.

It holds two words.

Yes, No,

inside all others.


Yes. No. No. Yes.


I say yes to these words, as I must,

and I also refuse them.


— Jane Hirshfield

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Without the Written
RING
STOP
BLACK LABEL SOCIETY
— Anon. Written on the pavement at the Underpassage. 
A quick search revealed BLS is an international touring band.
Lullabye-bye
HOW?
Hey I was Running out of Gas & 
Dont trust Just leaving my rig on the 
side of the Road So I am going to
get gas and can I’ll Be Back ASAP 
— Anon. Found Poem

NOTES

— Signs as Images as Signs in the Current Era (CE) invites an augmented reality (AR). Hence, the conceit VEXICON: the necessity of Vexation & Lexicon. This is not Artificial Intelligence (AI).  The difference? Syntax.  —DB

— Epigram: James Hillman, from Inquiry Into Image (1977) in Spring journal.

— Jane Hirshfield, above, in the collection Ledger (2020) from the poem Now A Darkness Is Coming; posted below.

— Wang Wei (701-761 CE), from the poem A Farmer, trans. David Hinton in The Selected Poems of Wang Wei (New Directions 2006)

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Some call it Simpleton Valley, but why

confuse things with yes it is, no it isn't?

— Wang Wei

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Now A Darkness Is Coming

Jane Hirshfield


I hold my life with two hands. I walk with two legs. 

Two ears are enough to hear Bach with.


Blinded in one eye, a person sees with the other. 


Now a great darkness is coming. 

A both-eyes darkness. 


I have one mouth.

It holds two words.

Yes, No,

inside all others.


Yes. No. No. Yes.


I say yes to these words, as I must,

and I also refuse them.


My two legs, 

shaped to go forward, 

obedient to can't-know and must-be, 

walk into the time that is coming.


17 February 2023

THIN ICE

"... all of this unthinkable

 "... rising seas are sinking futures

"... entire countries … disappear forever

"... mass exodus … a biblical scale

"... rising sea levels …shrinking landmasses

"... territorial integrity and maritime spaces

"... death sentence for vulnerable countries

"... threat-multiplier

... any time in the past 11,000

... fraction of a degree

... danger acute … 900 million

... ice cap … 270 billion tons per year.

... $100-billion climate finance

all of this unthinkable ...


NOTES
Captions extracted from Sea-level Rise:  Remarks by UN Secretary-General António Guterres during The United Nations (UN) Security Council’s first-ever debate on the global implication of Sea-level Rise, February 14, 2023.

Photos February 2023 Dry River country of Oregon's Crook County, which continues in Extreme Drought 
... with a nod to Chaos Theory; the Butterfly Wing in an upside-down world where rising is sinking.

Wang Wei (701-761 CE) a Chinese poet, artist and practitioner of Ch'an (Zen) Buddhism; trans. David Hinton in The Selected Poems of Wang Wei (New Directions Books, 2006)

...
East Creek, Savoring the Moon

From between hewn peaks, a far-off moon
emerges at the edge of my brushwood gate.

Ten thousand trees sharing its clear skies
as shadows blur toward the heart of night,

its radiance offers emptiness white images
and its ch' invests wind with ice-cold dew.

The valley's silent. Autumn streams echo.
Deep among cliffwalls, scraps of azure haze

linger. Crystal pure, it enters isolate dream,
opening shadows, embracing empty peaks,

then I wake at my ch'in window confused:
pine creek at dawn, not a thought anywhere.