pondering these days:
There is no nonsense about a still life, a solitary object. You can keep looking at it.
It gives you a chance to really be there to find out how deep you can go.
William Segal
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There is no nonsense about a still life, a solitary object. You can keep looking at it.
It gives you a chance to really be there to find out how deep you can go.
William Segal
..
Beautiful Roxana this is one of your most amazing works, this is so powerful you are harnessing the power of the universe in this visual metaphor.
ReplyDeleteWe see the power of the light splitting the apple physically, and we are haunted by the word splitting this draws me to think of the splitting of the nucleus in the modern life of destruction the strophe of humanity's fall the exile and suffering from the garden of paradise symbolized by the tasting of the apple in Eden
and all of this power then harnessed metaphorically to the apple....cont.
and then I am drawn to this mystical fruit of humanity in a life giving manner where the apple represents eternal life, good health and the secret knowledge of the pentagram the star shaped interior of the apple from the splitting open of the apple by the light but the sometimes satanic knowledge and the norse symbol of rebirth and beauty and the chinese symbol of peace and also a symbol of youth and the greek's symbol of the apple as a food of the gods and also the apple used to enter alien worlds and all of this mingles with the power of the universe the splitting by light-but the power is transformed to benevolent power
ReplyDeleteand oh well what can I say I have fallen in love with the universe all over again.
incredibly powerful and beautiful -here is a rebirth of the cosmos designing it our way.
fantastic
sending you benevolent light kisses magnificent Roxana.
Wonderful images, and I viewed these just after coming in from sitting in the back yard, looking at the moon. It appears just shy of a half moon. Split. Or, sliced by a changing light. An illusion, I suppose. The earth is the knife and the moon it's victim in a cosmic mystery acted out over and over on a monthly cycle. The moon is earth's apple. A whole round fruit sliced in half, and into quarters, and eaten. And then it is just night. And then it starts all over again like a film played backwards.
ReplyDeleteStille des Herzens, Stille der Kontemplation...!
ReplyDeleteDir schenke und schicke ich ganz liebe Gedanken und das Wünschen von Glück!
Renée
These are truly spectacular, I'm in awe!
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One would have to develop a separate lexicon to probe how, in several strokes of feracious genius, pearlized light came to empower the fruit sacred to Aphrodite. Dearest, you ensheathe the mystery of the ancient Malus domestica in a modern, ebullient cocoon. The forbidden fruit, now embalmed in a blue-gray formaldehyde-like agent, glistens and glints with sidereal glamour: another postmodern (fugitive) glance from the of depths of your camera.
ReplyDeleteThese are spectacular! These still lifes (lives?) are anything but still. What is going on with the movement of light, color, and shape is so dynamic. Nuclear, volcanic. I feel like I'm witnessing the birth of something quite wonderful.
ReplyDeletethe light living in the apple, wanting to be the apple and wanting to be outside the apple, and in the between we will forever be
ReplyDeleteBut can we take a bite out of a still life to see whether it is real or not ?
ReplyDeleteintr-adevar,draga mea,toate aceste vapai ale vietii inchise intr-o sticla sau in ramura unui copac ne duc atat de departe in adanc,mai departe de orice dorinta pe care o am,de a-mi afunda buzele pana la prasele in zeama fructelor,de a lua,cu maini avide,fructul pentru mine.ma uit la ele,tu le-ai pus acolo,si cobor
ReplyDelete"In an orchard there should be enough to eat, enough to lay up, enough to be stolen, and enough to rot upon the ground"
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a little gasp of awe and wonder when i first saw these images! (... that echos still and will not leave me...)
ReplyDeletethese are beautiful and painterly, and of course the light, gentle and yet without mercy, cuts us open in just this way, of course color quivers through us, revealing everything even to the heart, the core, in just these soft tones, lifting us to float in the gaze, where we have always been sundered ... thank you for discovering this for us, thank you for knowing ....
Ces photographies sont d'un effet très spectaculaire, artistiques à souhait ! J'y croirais voir de la peinture... Tu ne cesses de m'épater dans tes réalisations photographiques...
ReplyDeleteEt... est-ce que tu as mangé les fruits après ?...:)
Mmmmm...juicy and luscious with the vibrant colours and rich textures life! Not like those fusty old paintings with dead beetles or skulls lingering beside dusty bowls of over ripe fruit. But sometimes an apple is simply an apple.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant. Completely and utterly brilliant.
ReplyDeletethank you, dear friends, for all your warm, heartfelt, joyous and/or ponderous comments, i will return to them later, for now i am busy giving you more spring (or trying to) :-)
ReplyDeletekeep thinking the apple is in a block of ice! :) nice take on still life, that apple looks too good to be true!
ReplyDeleteLe fruit défendu objet de désir...caressée par l'eau et la lumière, enveloppé de couleurs parfumées,objet presque inaccessible...
ReplyDeletec'est très réussi , chere Amie , ces photos..j'aime beaucoup..:o)
Cézanne revisited
ReplyDeleteLove the still lifes. They made me stop and look.
ReplyDeleteMy GOD!!! These are STUNNING, Roxana!!! Wow--the apples especially. Brava! Fantastic work!
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