"Pixel Pipe" Photo by the awesome Frank Cunha III.
Tale by Carl Watts
When I see art, it communicates to me. I often want to write about the images and ideas provoked by the aesthetics. Sometimes, I do!
Here is what I imagined from Frank's picture!
Looking at Life Behind the Eye of the Universe
For sometime, I had given up the idea of freedom. I was trapped. I was inside looking out through eyes at the universe. I called them the
eyes of the universe.
This entire life time, I've been trapped. Oh, my body works well, men seem to find it interesting. But I wanted to be free to come and go.
As often as I tried, I found something holding me back, keeping me inside.
So, I tried to make the best of it.
As a child, I did all the cute things to make my parents happy. I was the “perfect little daughter”!
I really have great parents except I was too noisy, too busy, too much motion. I remember all the times I was told to settle down, be quiet,
slow down, have a seat and on and on. As a child that is a very heavy situation. I wanted to soar! The ability to move is power!
But in many ways they gave me confidence. I could charm. With a smile and flip of my head, I usually got my way. But all along the
underlying message was “be still and quiet, you're powerless.”
Continuing, as I grew up, I dressed to impress. As a young woman, my genetics were very kind to me. Between the clothes, the smile
and the flip, I had the male world at my command.
But I was still stuck inside, powerless to move out. I was still in a physical body that was in motion.
Life was a huge adventure. I studied and learned.
Then a very charming man approached me. He wanted to take my picture.
I started to explain that I wouldn't show up on film but he could take pictures of my body all he wanted. It was nice to have him admire my
body and capture it on film.
I didn't tell him any of that but told him okay, go ahead.
He took many shots.
It was the instant of this picture that it happened. I don't know why. Perhaps the flash startled me and I suddenly leaped out of the body.
No, that's not right but the instant the flash went off, I was several feet behind the body's head. I knew I was free!
It seemed very normal, comfortable. I tested the body and it responded even better than when I was trapped inside!
For a moment, I took off. I viewed the Earth from far above. It was an awesome image to behold!
I suddenly realized Frank was talking to me. I asked him what he had said.
“The shoot is over. “
I didn't mention any of this to Frank until today. Now he doesn't know what to think about me.
I know he likes me. Perhaps I'll take a picture of him behind his eyes and set him free too.
The end.
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Article ©2011 by Carl Watts/CarlWattsArtist.com
Tale by Carl Watts
When I see art, it communicates to me. I often want to write about the images and ideas provoked by the aesthetics. Sometimes, I do!
Here is what I imagined from Frank's picture!
Looking at Life Behind the Eye of the Universe
For sometime, I had given up the idea of freedom. I was trapped. I was inside looking out through eyes at the universe. I called them the
eyes of the universe.
This entire life time, I've been trapped. Oh, my body works well, men seem to find it interesting. But I wanted to be free to come and go.
As often as I tried, I found something holding me back, keeping me inside.
So, I tried to make the best of it.
As a child, I did all the cute things to make my parents happy. I was the “perfect little daughter”!
I really have great parents except I was too noisy, too busy, too much motion. I remember all the times I was told to settle down, be quiet,
slow down, have a seat and on and on. As a child that is a very heavy situation. I wanted to soar! The ability to move is power!
But in many ways they gave me confidence. I could charm. With a smile and flip of my head, I usually got my way. But all along the
underlying message was “be still and quiet, you're powerless.”
Continuing, as I grew up, I dressed to impress. As a young woman, my genetics were very kind to me. Between the clothes, the smile
and the flip, I had the male world at my command.
But I was still stuck inside, powerless to move out. I was still in a physical body that was in motion.
Life was a huge adventure. I studied and learned.
Then a very charming man approached me. He wanted to take my picture.
I started to explain that I wouldn't show up on film but he could take pictures of my body all he wanted. It was nice to have him admire my
body and capture it on film.
I didn't tell him any of that but told him okay, go ahead.
He took many shots.
It was the instant of this picture that it happened. I don't know why. Perhaps the flash startled me and I suddenly leaped out of the body.
No, that's not right but the instant the flash went off, I was several feet behind the body's head. I knew I was free!
It seemed very normal, comfortable. I tested the body and it responded even better than when I was trapped inside!
For a moment, I took off. I viewed the Earth from far above. It was an awesome image to behold!
I suddenly realized Frank was talking to me. I asked him what he had said.
“The shoot is over. “
I didn't mention any of this to Frank until today. Now he doesn't know what to think about me.
I know he likes me. Perhaps I'll take a picture of him behind his eyes and set him free too.
The end.
Carl Watts on Twitter as: http://twitter.com/Poet_Carl_Watts On Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/carlwatts
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