wabi sabi 41 / some kind of manifesto

what can we know in three seconds? (how much? to what extent? how accurately?) a (set of) very good question(s) posed to me by a curator yesterday. 

still trying to puzzle out this fascination with remnants and discards. below are a series of accidents - well, arguably the third isn't so much accident as consequence - but i would argue that almost no one has given each incident three entire seconds. but when they are scooped out of context and pasted in a viewfinder it is easy to give them three seconds and then some. my interests these days lies in glorifying the overlooked and my mission is to make the viewfinder an unnecessary mechanism. what would be different about us, our neighbors, our communities, our environments, if we were able to fully give ourselves over to looking, contemplating, receiving the impact of the fierce beauty around us? what muscle would it exercise? would that kind of visual training allow us to look at our non-human world with a different kind of empathy? would contemplating the state of politics and the larger contemporary human condition cultivate universal compassion?  and would evolving in that way help the people and places around us to receive (from us therefore) support and camaraderie and bolster feelings of well-being? arguably it could.

 magnificently and accidentally composed. and then run over. in an alley. 

magnificently and accidentally composed. and then run over. in an alley. 

 beautifully and accidentally drawn. and then reported to maintenance for repairs.

beautifully and accidentally drawn. and then reported to maintenance for repairs.

 cast in a fit of festivity of some kind. and then very difficult to sweep up. now possibly causing digestive distress to the birds who forage by the dumpster nearby. but very sparkly.

cast in a fit of festivity of some kind. and then very difficult to sweep up. now possibly causing digestive distress to the birds who forage by the dumpster nearby. but very sparkly.