Micro Tetches of color

"... Micro-stories told via little tetches of color, via efficient tagmemes of emotion. The strange mixture of distance and intimacy. ..."

- Jae Carlsson




Primal Marking

Human marking, the initial urge, homo sapiens emerge, on cave walls, an ax shaft, stones, earth, bodies.

We make our mark. The mark of the hand echoing the mark of consciousness. Some turns into written language, the rest, no less meaningful, seeps from our depths like the gutteral howls of Janis Joplin, the improvised riffs of a deep bulerias. Words, explicit signs, are not necessary, not sufficient.

Improvisation accesses subtler states of consciousness, edges, communal communications, attained, transferred, transformed, followed, lost, found and expanded again. A higher determination enters into the improvised moment, a greater presence is demanded; a deeper sense of time.

The hand speaks directly, free of the planned intrusions of the intellect, the deeper nuances emerge, like music. The play of Imrat Khan, Charusia, Debendra Krishna Chattoppadhyay, Flamengo, Miles Davis, Theolonius Monk, John Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, Dewey Redman, the Sabri brothers. Play emerges triumphant, ecstatic, dancing across the moment, the eternal Now. The heart of art.

Enter into these visual worlds. Take time, drift around in them awhile and ask yourself if there is a mark without meaning, a nuance you have not felt?