Mom's shells image Mom’s Shells

I love the simple beauty of spirals. I also like playing with time and parallel realities. In this image the shells’ reflections are
transcending into another dimension. The further into an alternate zone of existence the reflection progresses, the less real shell there is left to reflect. This is the first in a series of images based on these
4 seashells. The series has 9 images. I photographed the 4 shells from different perspectives;

 

straight on (this one), from the left, the
right, above, and below. Each shell is also photographed alone. Each

perspective in the series will be a different digital image, butrecognizably the same shells. I may create a VRML space to house the
various perspectives for viewing the images. M.C. Escher’s wood engraving and mezzotint called "Other World"inspired this series.

The Dream image

The Dream

Over 20 years ago I dreamed I was looking out a very high tower window.
My hair was neon tubing, noisily clattering around my head. The land below was so very far away, I thought I would never set my feet on the ground again. I was trapped in the tower. I was so unhappy. I wondered if I should just jump out the window. The clattering neon and high tower was driving me crazy. I could feel my sanity dripping away with my tears.

 

 I related this dream to my friend Scott Façon, who sketched my dream inpencil long ago. He drew an abstract of me looking out the window. Myneon hair floated in and out of the room. He drew my arms as brickextensions morphing into the windowsill and window frame. In 1995, Iasked his permission to scan his drawing to further illustrate thedream. I then used Adobe Photoshop to add color and the photo collageelements. It was my reality that was driving me crazy back then. I was in collegeand lived on the 8th floor of Travers Tower – the tower dreamseed. Iwas in love with a gay man; sex was clearly out of reach – the distantwater dreamseed. My mother was extremely ill. I thought she may jointo the spirit world any day – the deity dreamseed. My father calledeach week to say, "If you want to see your mother alive again, youbetter come home this weekend." My father also went to church eachSunday and chastised me for not doing the same. The deity in this image
is a spiritual figure who is in the tower room with me, whilesimultaneously pouring light into the distant horizon – a ray of hope.
For me this is an omnipresent goddess, giving me hope for the future andsupport at the present. The goddess may take my mother to a betterplace, but she would help me cope with the loss too. She kept me fromjumping out the window by rooting me to the tower the brick bodydreamseed. 		My grim perspective made keeping up with my college workquite a struggle. I felt trapped in a space far from reality, with anunhappy ending ahead. – the angry, red, evening landscape dreamseed. Redux image

Redux

The concepts of recursion and infinity have always fascinated me.
These were favorite topics in math classes and in programming assignments in my college daze. In Redux I explore these concepts through the repeating cycle of life and death. The skulls and ruin
symbolize both life and death. Life is also abstractly represented by the repetition of the image within itself. Life begets life.

 

Life is
recursive. Death always haunts life. Death is infinite. The photo collage components are a light house ruin I took in Puerto Rico, and 2 skulls I took in a canyon in Colorado. Someone had placed the cow skull in a tree with antlers. The other skull was on the ground. The
lighthouse doorway was widened in Photoshop to allow the image to
repeat within the opening.

 Pyramid dream image

Pyramid Dream

Pyramid Dream is capricious computer art. A Corel stock pyramid photo
meets Kai's Power Tools 3. You can make out the large triangle of the shaded pyramid face, which spirals inward. The sunlit face morphs into the unknown. Blue pearls are thrown to echo the spiral.

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