Showing posts with label Andrew Wyeth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Andrew Wyeth. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Trees and Roots

For we are like tree trunks in the snow. In appearance they lie sleekly and a little push should be enough to set them rolling. No, it can't be done, for they are firmly wedded to the ground. But see, even that is only appearance.
Franz Kafka (totally stolen from Kim’s blog, where part of this post started out as a comment, as well) (and, actually, now that I think of it, another part came from a comment, which I saved, left on somebody else’s blog a long time ago, though I don’t remember what blog it was) (so it goes)

...there’s this huge hemlock tree in the woods...maybe twenty minutes away if I walk fast...just up from ever-tumbling Wissahickon Creek...it's leaning, at maybe a thirty degree angle, at the top of this kinda embankment-type hill that looks like it’s been crumbling for a long time, despite long-ago efforts to shore it up with a stone wall...a number of smaller trees and rocks looking like they’ve fallen somewhat recently...but its roots are gripping onto a big rock jutting out from the hillside....the question is, how strong is the tree’s grip? and how well anchored is the rock?

Roots are strong.
Gary Snyder

...vrksasana...tree pose in English...involves balancing on one foot...a yoga teacher once told me it’s about staying rooted and confident, no matter how the winds might blow or how unsteady you might feel...

...in the courtyard of my building, there were four huge oaks, each at least a century old... forming a gigantic rectangle...a month or so ago, some men came and cut one of them down...no explanation....most likely, there was imminent danger of the tree falling on the building...and, no doubt, a tree that size could do a lot of damage...so I couldn’t complain...nonetheless, I feel sad whenever I see the stump there and realize that, even if somebody plants a seed tomorrow, it'll be at least a century...long after I'm dead and gone...before there'll be another one like it there...

...I wrote that a while ago...unrelated to trees or symmetry, last night I gave the management notice that I’m moving...just down the street, but moving nonetheless...

Sunday, February 22, 2009

News You Probably Can't Use #1

The surest way to corrupt a young man is to teach him to esteem more highly those who think alike than those who think differently.
Nietzsche

...was just reading about a kid marrying a dog in India...apparently to prevent him from being eaten by wild animals...and, not long ago, read about an Indian woman being married to a snake, which was apparently seen as a god (google it yerself, dammit)...don’t worry, I’m not bringing this stuff up to make fun of a foreign culture I don’t understand...nor am I gonna bend over backwards to defend it, as yoga types are wont to do with anything involving the oh-so spiritual nation of Indyaaaah...

...I do find it a bit ironic, though...as oh-so spiritual American politicians argue that, if gays and lesbians are allowed to marry, next thing you know people will be tying the knot with their pets...that it is, in fact, in a country where homosexuality is illegal that people are marrying dogs and snakes...

Cocaine is God's way of telling you you are making too much money.
Robin Williams

...the world’s most expensive coffee is called Kopi Luwak...it’s made of beans eaten by a creature known as the palm civet and then excreted by it...the stuff sells for up to $600 lb....

...another sign you’ve got too much money: you pay high prices to drink coffee made from beans that have passed through a jungle rodent's asshole....

All generalisations are false, including this one.
Mark Twain