Quantum Autumn.

On Mon, Nov 10, 2014 at 12:47 AM, Martin Law <martin.rainbowmaker@gmail.com> wrote:

 

Good artistic quantum hunting day today, Nov. 9. in coillte Gleann Garbh, woods of the 'rough glen', Glengarriff.  Took 22 potshots with my digital bow & studying the results on computer. Quantum (refers to evolution of artistic eye) by stark contrast with a lifetime of spools of many miss shots in the thicket.

 Whatever about planetary raising of frequencies it shows through whatever art one is engaged in.  Enough of a day's catch to step up the painterly input of inspiration for the foreseeably imaginative future, learning a lot of leaps by just looking.

 'Quantum Autumn' now there's a title !  Has an almost Book of Kells illuminated look about it, and 13 letters too, numerically symbolic of quantum leaps, actually. 

Passovers of November showers in light like Constable captured.  Rainbow arc painted on scowling slate sky. Tapestries of illuminated oak twigs etched in white, startling against leaden purplish grey, the leaf fall in antique gold.  Beech browns deluge down thunderous white water over obsidian glazed black boulders shouldering ever green goths of moss and iron cast roots, a sheer drop to fast flowing dark and brackish water.

 Watch your step on shiny rounded cetacean slabs where the slow dark mirror shape shifts into a weir, medieval oak leafshapes collage patterns on gemstone pebbles in shallow pools between clefts, shimmering upside down bare black branches overarching the torrent.

  Rock grey here is dark and wet with Celtic green.  Meandering beech brown mosaic carpet pasted and rain pitted to the path.

At leisure later diving into images with the zoom.  Microscopic bunji jumps on a safe screen, splitting atoms and molecules beyond surface appearance, delving beyond delusive structures, noting how disintegrating dots link up like pearl strings to form the world we walk within, food for unthinking future brush work.

So, turning away as the last looming shower of the day, glazes a paler grey, dimming the illumined face of the frowning peak.  Following along by fast paced waters under ancient oaks.  Down pre

carious steep stone steps to take five parting shots from the lip of a lapped rock promontory at water level in mid stream.

Rehearsed seasons ago from the same spot with a crap camera and now remembering to return.

Shooting straight upstream into the mouth of swirling silken eddies and swirls, overhung with bare black branches and deep green banks.  Bull's eye parting shots where the body of Kerry River water swells out from a distant nexus along a timeless tunnel of oak lined banks, a monochromatic icon of all archetypal and dragonish rivers of vision, dark, majestic, and slow.  So, there you go, on with the flow. ~

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Martin Rainbowmaker.