one year ago, on 3rd may 2007, I opened that cyberwindow of my website derTurm, the blog „poesis & crisis” under the interrogative clauses “- ist kunst krieg ausser sich? – how does art sustain? – est-ce que l´artiste ne cherche pas que son sort? – sia destin ciò che l´artista vuole? -” ambitious & optimistic as I am I thought the formulation of the question, the nationality & the language of a visitor should not be of importance for exchanges in discussion about art. when English & German are now dominant that is the consequence of my mother´s tongue & the fact that English is with international claim the easiest way to express oneself; – & please do not mind my probable mistakes in future too.
when I look back now: at first I did not expect anything but recognized a new possibility in expanding & gratifying my sheer curiosity on art & literature. this for me as cybergreenhorn new platform without a trace of so called cyberworld proved as perfect stage for in- & output of social & cultural, aesthetic & artistic topics & questions. by the way – it opened insights to a community I could not imagine before in its outstanding hidden existence: the treasure of cyberhood. I thank artstage to introduce me to the blog-world & who always was a helping hand – not only in handling the technical hard- & software – from the beginning of this cyberstory – & of course all my visitors (in the next days the 22.000th call will be payed), who maintained with their comments or sheer presence my constancy in posting at times in doubts wether continue that work.
inspired through gypsy-heart´s latest post Looking Out From Within about the background of her avatar I want to open now the enigma of my own: I shot a serie of photos of my son at the age of two, when he was looking & crying through a cardboard-tube. the last of this photos shown below I used as base of a test on creative changes with photoshop.
the final result was this metal-eye:
for me there still remain the eyes of a child beyond this cyber-metal-shielded eye that may desguise but also protect their vision with purity of heart & mind in sometimes desolate & inhospitable cyberworld.
MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY, HOW DOES YOUR GARDEN GROW? music