Post Canvas And Paint: Another Meaningful World
Outside my window, in a virtuous world, there can only be … a willingness to let go.
Another Meaningful World
if every day
it meant something
– to you
– to the mirror in me
to protect the heart
even the whole of the world
would i hold my dying breath
to let it all go …
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Virtuous World (At A Crossroad Remix)
Outside my window, in a revealing moment, I see the choices of my life …
Another Virtuous World
disintegrating
with decisions we make
about to what we dream
to whom we should be
and what it means
– to you
and to the mirror
that stands before me …
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Industrial World (A Future Lost Remix)
Outside my window, in the last industrial park, the remnants of dreams lost and a world decaying…
Another Industrial World
the industrial age has come and gone
a global feudal state awaits for the masses
– perhaps
but for now we can only look to a future unknown
as the structure of civilization unravels
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Different World (An Unstructured Thought Remix)
outside my window … beyond the last penned poem
– i see what I can only feel
a sense of disillusionment …
Another Different World
and it is here
– in the world of my own making
that I can no longer provoke a sense of place within this …
an unstructured world, a world without end.
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Fading World (A Deeper Understanding Remix)
Outside my window, I find that some things are without understanding…
Another Fading World
It is a complicated world in which we live. It appears as one thing, yet emerges as another…
contemplative - destructive engaging - futile
A world fading and in conflict with itself….
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Unknown World (A Thought Beyond Remix)
Outside my window and with every thought, I discovered the color and design of things unknown…
Another Unknown World
The colors are all in front of me and my world will never collapse from within…
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Timeless World (An Outside My Window Remix)
The feeling of motion, spacial and timeless; the secret call to go out and see …
Another Timeless World
There is a feeling, a blissful connection with self …
Here on the ascension …
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Parisian World (A 1990 Paris France Remix)
As I Stood on the Eiffel Tower and looked across the rooftops of Paris, I marveled at the world I had discovered…
Another Parisian World
What an eclectic moment, basking in timeless beauty, here above the City of Lights.
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Sleeping World (A On The Street Remix)
It was an early morning moment when I awakened from my deep and troubled sleep…
Another Sleeping World
Images For HD Video: The Perception Of Time (A Beating Heart Remix)
Reality is the way we see things …
http://youtu.be/2fYwhvPeRds — The Perception Of Time (A Beating Heart Remix) Copyright 2012 – Walter W Smith – Music by Stars of the Lid
While watching a recent NOVA program, entitled The Fabric of the Cosmos, I once again became fascinated with the subject of “time” and our perception of it. It appears scientifically, that time exists in a “space-time continuum”. Simultaneously existing. Integrated. Both influencing each other. A theory developed by Albert Einstein. My video delves into the human condition of the beating heart as an integral part of past, present and future; as being one without division; all that ever was, is, and will be.
This reality, if one takes the scientific approach, will create for us, another way of thinking about our lives. It can produce an uncertainty of sorts. Does it relinquish us from our past? Does it make the present moment more significant? Does it liberate us from the fear of the unknown–the future? Do our attachments, our thoughts, even our beliefs change and reconstruct themselves? Does our change in perception change even our bodies on a molecular level? Do we become more infused with All There IS?
Yes, I believe so. I can only feel emancipated. Why, because it connects me to everything. I can feel my heart beating as it once did and as it will forever. I can sense the surge of the cosmos and the essence of eternity existing within my very being.
It is beautiful … my reality of time and my beating heart.
P.S. in 1984 I saw the production of Einstein on the Beach at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. It is a post-modern opera produced and created by Robert Wilson and Philip Glass. It is based on Einstein’s theory of the space-time continuum. Beautiful and energetic, I highly recommend viewing it on YouTube.
Here is a link to a segment of Einstein on the Beach.
http://youtu.be/Q80xaxpBWjY — Knee Play 5 by RQLVN
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Creative World (A On The Corner Remix)
On a corner, somewhere in my world, I can find a place … to embrace … imagination.
Another Creative World – On The Corner
It is here, in this world, in the experience that is my life, I find myself...
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Colored World
Outside my window I saw a beautiful world of color…
Another Colored World
I often dreamed of a rainbow of colors - that would fill the hearts and minds of men ...
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Gray World
Outside my window I sometimes wondered, if I could understand the world I was seeing…
Another Gray World
A world divided can sometimes find its meaning and solace
- in the space
in-between white and black ...
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Red World
Outside my window in a deepening sorrow, I saw the world of the innocent bathed in red…
Another Red World
Tragedy befalls a world that finds itself at war with itself...
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Green World – Part 02
Outside my window the world had changed…
Another Green World – part 02 (A World Divided)
Save the Earth before it is too late. It is the only home, in this physical world we will ever have…
Post Canvas And Paint: Another Green World – Part 01
Outside my window the world was changing…
Another Green World – part 01
Save the Earth…
Post Canvas And Paint: A Bridge Never Too Far (A Seeing Through Everything Remix)
Standing on the edge of a place just beyond the other side…
Bridge
Sometimes it is hard to remember what bridge has taken you this far and what lies just beyond the reach of your imagination. Be at peace. Rest assured. It is never too late to trust in a better tomorrow, as you cross the landscape of your vibrant dreams and lucid possibilities.
And as you commence on your journey, remember… only by seeing through everything can you ever hope to find the other side….
Post Canvas And Paint: Into Recollection 03
Recollection is the means in which we are awaken to the essential…
Recollection is freedom from the superficial
Recollection is an awakening to the essential, a journey to the absolute or ever-deepening awareness which never ceases to be all-important and in its light alone everything else discloses its true meaning. It is a meaningful integration or union of the entire person; a realization of its true self out of the depths of its being. It is the soul knowing and becoming aware.
Meditate with intent…
Namaste
In The Reflection Of Waking Waterfalls And Sunny Days (A Photograph Of You Remix)
In the reflection of things experienced … life as we dream it …
the sun rose like a jewel in the morning mist an image of beauty - shining like the sparkling sound - of a distant cascade with falling water and merging hearts ...
Post Canvas And Paint: Into Recollection 02
Distraction can also be thought of as the inability to discern what is the object of our focus…
Recollection and contemplation
There are times when speaking of distraction we mean that we are so imprisoned by a certain object or emotion, that there is the inability to concentrate voluntarily on any other object. This phenomena can be thought of as distraction in a relative sense only. It is not that we are unable to concentrate or focus at all, but find it impossible to control our attention at will; unable to release it from the object or emotion that has captured it. We are without the means or capacity to direct our attention to the object which at that time should be the focus our attention.
Meditation is the beginning of Recollection…
Post Canvas And Paint: Into Recollection 01
Distraction can be thought of as the inability to focus or concentrate…
From distraction to recollection
… What then is recollection? It is chiefly an antithesis to distraction. We can say that sometimes we are unable to recollect ourselves in meditation: we are at once distracted. We are unable to focus our attention on any one point; we are controlled by the endless stream of thought and the embodiment of our associations; our mind is scattered; the complexity of life is perplexed. In its proper revelation, this state of mind, in which we cannot attend fully to any one object and fail to penetrate the logos of being, but carried away by the machinations of fantasy, is defined as distraction.
Images For HD Video: Sometimes In The Waking The Reality Is More Pressing Than The Dream
There are times when I have a visual dream. In the waking. A collage of kinetic images. And as painful as it may sometimes be, I can but only love … living my art; finding fuel for it in the most unlikely places …
a new day …
This piece is an exploration of the moment when waking from a dream. The dream persists, but so does the realities of life: Our personal journey. As they intrude. Crash. Collide. And take us for a ride along the highway of uncertainty. I think it is here, in this moment, that we can rise from our slumber with our greatest fear or with our greatest hope. As we face the day, with our portfolio of experiences, memories, and designs, we can, with internal intent and wisdom, begin our search for a better tomorrow.
http://youtu.be/58Nwb7HmbLQ – Sometimes In the Waking the Reality Is More Pressing Than the Dream 3:10; music by Nine Inch Nails
Images For HD Video: An Unfolding Night Next To You (A Scattered Storm Remix)
The night holds many mysteries when time stands still….
she remains transfixed trapped in summer's night contemplating the approaching storm
Searching for chance in the process of creating art.
Within the context of my digital and video work, the objective is to find visual ambient experiences. The process at times, is a stationary camera. Post-production: Unedited film, or with very minimal post editing and digital effects. With this piece, I altered the color tonality. The difficulty in the piece was balancing the black sky, now slightly colorized, while maintaining a brightness/contrast without compromising the visibility of the lightning strikes.
Art can be discovered by random chance.
An Unfolding Night Next To You is the first in a series of new HD experimental video work-in-progress. Some years ago, my first exploration of the still camera and chance recording was an hour-long piece entitled Oceans of Art. This 2012 video was filmed during a late night drive on HWY 221 in South Carolina through a scattered rain storm. Darkness, lightning strikes, pressing rain, and the headlights of passing cars all merge with the music of sound design artist, and master of glitch Alva Noto, creating an eerie journey into meditative abstraction. Rain drops falling on the window shield create a mosaic of pixel forms. These forms are constantly moving and manipulating the video. While sporadic lightning strikes fill the night sky. Patience is in order to gather the full ambient feeling of the piece. Things are there.
Recommended viewing: In a very dark room by single candle light.
http://youtu.be/-KKafg4qoaQ – Copyright 2012 – Walter Smith
Images For Android Phones: A River Runs Through It
Red. The color of those who lost their lives during the American Revolution. This is a photograph of the Enoree River In the back country of South Carolina. During a recent hike, I visited the Musgrove Historic State Park. A signifcant battleground between the British, American Loyalists, and the American Patroits. Intense and bloody battles insued. A divided country. Friend vs friend. Brother vs brother.
red…
a transfusion of color
in blood and tears
– of lost
and gain
but not without
the soul in pain
– the spirit transformed
and the cries of freedom
in red flow
down by the river
brave men fought for independence
– for some
n e w d i g i t a l s c a p e s 