A slight interlude in the Crescent City.
These are images taken of chemical crystals using a Nikon polarizing microscope from 2004-2006. I prepared slides of melt crystals of phenol (carbolic acid) and benzoic acid, and precipitation crystals of ascorbic acid and potassium acid phthalate. Crystal will form vivid colors in a polarizing microscope as you can see this video. The music is a piece called “Impermanence,” I composed in 2011 using Acid Pro.
These are photos I took with Instagram on my cell phone of the Chihuly exhibit on a recent trip to Seattle. (August 2018)
Hello fellow space-time travelers. My name is Roger Jones. I am coming to you from steamy downtown Pensacola, Florida. It is 7:30 in the morning in late June, so you can see the morning sun streaming through the east-facing windows behind me. This is the first post on this channel, TheX-Press channel, so I thought…
At any rate, let’s get back to why we are having this conversation. We are here to use the language of art to search for a boundary between Art and (Not Art) in a real example. Surprises occur at boundaries. Surprises are the basis of humor. So … we might know when we are close to a boundary between Art and (Not Art) when we start laughing.
Systems of knowledge have languages associated with themselves. The language can be a natural language, mathematical language, or even artistic language. We can say that each of these closed knowledge systems has big holes in it. There are true things that the knowledge system will never know. Any system of knowledge is like a great sponge with structure, but that is full of holes. Knowledge does not expand like a bit of perfume into a room. It expands like an interconnected sponge skeleton of knowledge.
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We hover dangerously low over shark’s teeth, seracs or ice pinnacles tilted askew above gaping crevasses, a jagged ice bound moonscape, terrifying and beautiful as death. There is no place to land, no way out if we have a mechanical failure. Our big A-Star chopper’s turbine whines menacingly. The rotor blades fight for lift ‘whistling Dixie’ in this gleaming blue white frozen graveyard. “Hold it, stop, backup, terrific,” I shout at Brent, our pilot. We fly too low and slow, the Dead Man’s Curve, kept alive by the spinning rotors.
Before I go to de street rapper talk dat I learned growin’ up in de streets of Brooklyn, I gotta say that we need to and gonna question everything and everyone like dey all liars. I just listened to the famous atheist Richard Dawkins and the scientist Laurence Krause discussing Krause’s book “Something From Nothing,” on youtube in Australia. Strangely, they said nothing about how you get something from nothing, meaning the universe. I like Dawkins and am willing to hear Krause:
I knew Diane Arbus briefly when I managed legendary Art Director and Designer Alexey Brodovitch’s Design Laboratory workshops in the forties of the last century. The workshops were held in her friend fashion photographer Richard Avedon’s smaller studio above his large one in Manhattan.
Diane attended the workshops as a guest to watch or talk to us on occasion. She, of course, was on a mad path to self destruction, and sadly could not photograph anything besides the dark or freak side of humanity. I have photographed people in a hundred countries around the world on my million and a half miles journeys and assignments. My own belief and practice has always been to try to reveal the dignity of the human race with kindness, love and humility.