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| James Branch | 2003-12-23 22:54:37 |
| I'm excited that someone actually went to these lengths to finish this picture, although the underlying philosophy of the droste phenomenon in a picture is held to near perfection. I'm so happy that there is not a white ball in the middle to hold back on the infinite window (mirror) issue apparent in the original.
Escher is a total genius, so I really can not wait for this piece to be scoured mathmatically and by other various artists to procure the best possible solution to the photo taken from outside a window, placed inside the window, then another taken from outside, etc. Of course a picture speaks a thousand words yet a number speaks no more. One reason I get sick of people churning out numbers from pictures, although a moralistic waste of time, this site has taken a step to prove myself wrong. A thousand mathmatecians could waste a 1000 hours trying to sum up a picture, or one artist could spend those making love to a canvas.
Another solution would be the use of chromatography in the picture that the young man is looking at, with a streamed image being projected from the boat outside of the gallery, that is taken from a heli-copter hovering just of the starboard bow of the tanker. This would be a real time droste effect that really does not end, yet seperates electrical survelance from thinkers, artists and spiritual survelence alike. This would be a boy dressed and clad with blue, yet in a hall of mirrors staring out of the enterance at the blue sky outside.
Technically (a word I love to hate), this picture could conclude a universe in a picture, from the planet, peace & love, to hate and mercy, through to the skies above and alien culture, with trees and river trade in the foreground and behind the observer. Including but not pertaining to seperation of biology from technology in any means possible. An I for an I, and a tooth for a tooth...
As Alex has mentioned in previous comments, by holding your thoughts on the white ball you could actually be at one with the universe and discover your own cosmic on and off switch (some call this the seventh dimension, or the rule of actuallity, a law not to be meddled with.) or you could just realise you are actually alive and smile. |
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