Kuriosities

New pendant for today. A bit messy and organic, made in a fit of inspiration, and I did not stop until it was done. There are some messy bits to it, which I think goes well with the theme. It is entitled “Window #1; an attempt at control” furthering my exploration of isolation. How we are isolated through both fault of our own and through fault of the world. It is a window that can be seen through, both from the outside looking in at the heart, and the heart glimpsing views of the outside from within.

The heart has had gears and cogs attached to it. An attempt to metre the messy organic rhythm so it will no longer rush forth in great surges, but will march steadfast and in straight lines. An attempt, because in the end, the heart is always messy and unruly. It is it’s nature. But we try to control it both to try and fit in with the outside world and become a part of it – as well as to protect ourselves from it.

The poem that this pendant is in part based upon….

rough draft – May 5, 2008, by K.

Bemused (i am naught )

Lou,
tell me where to find it
that cool ocean pebble with
which to stop up the pit of my heart
that same round stone to plug and
still the rushing tidal roar

i flow unruly over these red hills
there is no rhythm, no calming cadence
no ba dump ba dump to metre
my journey onwards, i spill forth
in great rushing surges, a mess
of passions and unmeasured pause

   there is no sense in this.

teach me, lou
i want to learn how to do it
the steady venturing forth,
the aloof precision of marching
my veins, arteries, a map of tidy lines.

i want manifestos, odes, adorations!
i want nothing.

i want to be the pounding of the surf
you sink yourself into.