member of:Observers of the Interdependence of Domestic Objects and Their Influence on Everyday Life
This group has been active for a long time and has already made some remarkable assertions which render life simpler from the practical point of view. For example, I move a pot of green color five centimeters to the right, I push in the thumbtack beside the comb and if Mr. A (another adherent like me) at this moment puts his volume about bee-keeping beside a pattern for cutting out vests, I am sure to meet on the sidewalk of the avenida Madero a woman who intrigues me and whose origin and address I never could have known... --Remedios Varo
(Slideshow is of Artwork by Remedios Varo)
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired. --Franz Kafka
I've been working on a drawing for a painting in which the world of puppetry has begun to slowly creep its way in, a sure sign of my little brain's gnawing on the problem of 3D puppet-creation for the puppet challenge over at Clive's blog.
Toy Theater by Zoe Blue
The theater is a small detail of the painting, but, in the spirit of the maquettes, also once a challenge, and also brought to life to serve as models, I decided to flesh it out, making my first foray into the world of three-dimensions.
Toy Theater by Zoe Blue
The base and frame of the stage are wooden, which Gabriel helped me with, kindly protecting my little sloppy fingers from their assured destruction.
Toy Theater by Zoe Blue
Somewhere out there is a certain beautiful blonde who will recognize a pomegranate and fancy boots.
Santa Caterina at the Crossing Acrylic on Panel, 18 x 24, by Zoe Blue
“A 24-year-old woman was first seen in 1950, because of seizures. From early childhood she had been unusually fond of music and had always felt a strong desire to express her emotions in dancing. At the age of 16 she was a tall, gaunt girl who felt both inferior and aloof. At this time she would often dance in the living room and her father would tease her about her ‘jitterbug antics.’ Offended, she would withdraw to her room and in solitude play records by the hour. She felt transported by loud ‘swing’ music and discovered that by concentrating intensely she could ‘see visions.’ These usually were of a blond woman and a dark man. They were dressed in various fashions but usually wore evening clothes, as if they were about to attend a formal dance. The couple seemed to be dancing together. The patient mentioned this phenomenon casually to her parents and friends, none of whom believed her. She rather enjoyed the vision and the accompanying trancelike state which she entered after prolonged listening. She continued to induce these episodes for the next 2 years.
In 1945, the patient struck her head in an automobile accident; however, there was no alteration of consciousness or signs of external injury. She was in bed for the next 5 days because of ‘shock.’ Six months later she had a nocturnal generalized convulsion. Shortly thereafter the visual hallucinations began to appear whenever she heard certain music, even though she had not consciously willed them. This inexorable recurrence reduced her to panic at the sound of jazz music...” {Source: Musicogenic Epilepsy: Report of 3 Cases; David D. Daly, MD and Maurice J Barry, Jr., MD; Psychosomatic Medicine, September 1957, 19: 399-408}.
Did her desire, her focus, her need--and the music--bring her in contact with some other reality, in which a woman danced with a partner, instead of alone and subject to ridicule? It is important to notice the difference between a fantasy or daydream and a hallucination, the latter affecting all the senses and being something that our entire being sinks into.
And what happened after the accident? All of a sudden the existence of that other pair no longer depended upon her call...as if they really did exist on their own...
If there really are unlimited streams of reality, where could they all be hiding, other than inside the mind? As we trace the electricity of our brains and bodies and the music of that electricity, can we discover wormholes to other universes, other iterations of our selves?
One Tango dancer grasps the bow and the other the viola, all four characters involved in the same rhythmic event though from different planes of reality; out of darkness, out of light, the electricity brings them together and to life. Who is calling whom? Who is real and who is not?
Ailuromancy is one of many, many 'mancies' (see a seemingly endless list HERE), methods of divination which rely on careful attention to some aspect of one's surroundings to explain present, past, and future. Ailuromancy is divination based on the study of the actions of a cat.
There
are various listings of what a white cat or a black cat have to be
doing to bring good luck or what is a warning, or what signals rain,
etc. Many of the actions seem rather mundane and regularly practiced
during a cat’s routine day--cleaning her left paw, for example. What cat
would leave the left paw dirty until she thought it was about to rain?
So I decided to step in with some observations of my own. Always
remembering (as I will mention again later, with Schrodinger’s cat) that
the observer is the one making connections between cause and
effect...And my observations have been made, in this particular case,
via a study of the behavior of the above three blue cats.
If a Blue Cat Interrupts your Step...
If a Blue Cat is Intent on Flying...
If a Blue Cat Kisses You
Similarly, there is a method of divination called Ambulomancy, divination by walking around. If you're looking at the sky, there is Aeromancy, where atmospheric conditions are read for meaning; Apantomancy "is a form ofdivination using articles at hand or things that present themselves by chance. The diviner works him/herself into astate of trance until an object or event is perceived and a divination worked out. A branch of Apantomancy places special significance on chance meetings of animals." (Wiki/ The Element Encyclopedia of the Psychic World).
That particular mancy is just like
dream interpretation but while awake. According to Buckland, in his Encyclopedia of Divination and Soothsaying: "A chance
meeting with a chimney sweep, for example, could be taken as indicative
of some future event, as could opening a drawer and unexpectedly seeing a
magnifying glass. (The augurs of ancient Rome would include such things
as the fall of a stick in a temple, the squeak of a mouse, stumbling,
or sneezing.) The way in which these objects and people are interpreted
would depend entirely on the diviner"--going back to the idea that you
are creating the objects and occurrences around you as you observe them.
Recently, I became lucid in the middle of a dream while standing in a
very tall-ceilinged bathroom. It struck me as incredible that my mind
had bothered to create such an amount of colorful detail in the patterns
of the tiles on the floor and walls. When you look at your desk and see
crumbs, are they meaningful to you? No. But why would your dreaming
mind bother to put them there? And if it does, don’t they necessarily
have meaning? I was unable to follow this thought further into the
dream, however, because at that moment, my cat pounced on me, waking me
up.
If a Blue Cat Stops You in the Street...
According to the Encyclopedia of Divination, there is also Alveromancy,
which studies sounds for their meaning. They list ocean waves, wind
blowing, echoes or bird calls, but the idea brings to mind the
paradigm-shifting sounds of shamanic drumming and that amazing song "I
Put a Spell on You", specifically as sung by Nina Simone...
Occultopedia
states: "The ancient Egyptians believed sound was a direct channel
between humanity and the gods. They also thought that the practice and
use of sound in the words and names of scripts revealed the real mystery
of magic and prophecy." The power of the real name of god, spoken
aloud; chanting, the particular order of words in a spell: "Proper
pronunciation and recital of magical script was one of the most
important principles in ancient working magic and divination...According
to Herodotus, the Peleiades--sacred women priestesses of Zeus and the
Mother Goddess, Dione, at the Oracle in Dodona--received prophetic signs
and omens from the sounds and noise caused by the movement of the
foliage of the sacred oak outside the temple. At this same Oracle
another form of Alveromancy was also performed, as diviners listened and
interpreted the murmur made by a miraculous fountain.” Our detective is listening to the voices of his cats, of course.
Across
the world, there are a variety of "Devil's Bridges," amazing or
particularly difficult constructions rumored to only have succeeded by a
deal with the devil--the exchange being the soul of the first one to
cross the bridge (a new crossing over previously uncrossable space, and
the dangers of being the first to step off of what was previously the
edge of the earth--it’s easy to see how this idea developed). In many of
these stories, the people tried to circumvent the devil by sending an
animal across first, and in one particular case, that animal was a cat.
The devil, furious, nonetheless went to claim his soul, but the cat
shredded him and fled, thus both protecting the townsfolk and saving his
own soul. The cat can see in the dark, cannot be deceived, is good at
sneaking up on you (unless she is a hungry siamese, which you can hear
for miles:)), and excels at catching rats, so she makes an excellent
detective herself.
I thought it might be fun if everyone posted in the comments what a certain action by a Blue Cat might 'mean'. Go on, be diviners! There are some suggestions here, but you know cats can get twisted up in any position, can suddenly and inexplicably go berserk or, conversely, they can be the calmest one in the room (also inexplicably). So, go wide.
If a Blue Cat Offers to be a Scarf...
**Update:
Apparently, these aren't even the first cat detectives. You can read about a real one, Fred the Undercover Kitty, who even won medals for his service, here.
:D
“This book first arose out of a passage in [Jorge Luis] Borges, out of the laughter that shattered, as I read the passage, all the familiar landmarks of my thought—our thought that bears the stamp of our age and our geography—breaking up all the ordered surfaces and all the planes with which we are accustomed to tame the wild profusion of existing things, and continuing long afterwards to disturb and threaten with collapse our age-old distinction between the Same and the Other. This passage quotes a ‘certain Chinese encyclopaedia’ in which it is written that ‘animals are divided into: (a) belonging to the Emperor, (b) embalmed, (c) tame, (d) suckling pigs, (e) sirens, (f) fabulous, (g) stray dogs, (h) included in the present classification, (i) frenzied, (j) innumerable, (k) drawn with a very fine camelhair brush, (l) et cetera, (m) having just broken the water pitcher, (n) that from a long way off look like flies’. In the wonderment of this taxonomy, the thing we apprehend in one great leap, the thing that, by means of the fable, is demonstrated as the exotic charm of another system of thought, is the limitation of our own, the stark impossibility of thinking that.”
Michel Foucault, The Order of Things (New York: Pantheon, 1970) xv.
"Everything leads me to think that, in the near future, reality will be considered exclusively as a mere state of depression and inactivity of the mind" --Salvador Dali