I killed a little plant today
Did it suffer?
I don’t know

But I suffer
from knowing that I took a life

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Struggling with the question of pain and suffering in Nature. Does Nature suffer? What are my my projections?  So many layers. Physical, emotional, subtile, causal. Born and unborn. Single entities and collective fields. Conscious and unconscious.

What is Big Heart of Humanity?

Some light from Humanity and from Nature.

Woke up this morning and saw this!
So I give Nature an extra visual score for its constant change;
— weather, day and night, seasons, growing plants and long term geological changes …

And all those shifts are beautiful and takes place on stage.
No rehearsal or signs with “Closed for reconstruction ” …

This afternoon we went to a chamber orchestra concert in the church at the monastery here in Vico. Some of the best musicians in Corsica where playing well known pieces from Mozart, Händel, Beethoven and others. It was just breathtaking and I was swept away into an acoustic heaven.

After the concert we drove to the next village and it started to hail and the sky was shifting. The landscape is so wild, beautiful and impressive. It’s impossible to catch more than a small taste of it with the camera.

Back in the house with a cup of tea and a chocolate cake in front of the fireplace — thinking about Nature and Humanity.

Music is really something special that we have invented. Birds can sing, but they can’t give a concert like that, and they can’t play together and express beauty in that way. On the other hand, nothing we can paint or sculpture can in any way compete with nature in visual impact and beauty. So the score is one-one :-)

We often think of time as a river passing by, or we talk about time as an ocean. I think those metaphors are totally wrong!

There is such a huge difference between past, present and future, for me they are more like ice, water and steam.

Some years ago I turned these thoughts into a photo exhibition and a performance. Today the concept came up in a conversation and I got the idea to go back and see how I look at the pictures and thoughts today. So here we go — a mixture of ice and water!

Past — Frozen into the Ice

Can’t put my hand trough the ice and change it
Therefore
— it’s a solid ground to stand on

Thirteen billion years of ice
And I’m here now
What a wonder!

With open eyes
— all the cracks in the ice of the past are beautiful

Only Now can I change how I see what’s there in the ice

The cracks and stones, the golden light …
What do I see?

Dead and gone
The image remains

Water and Steam to follow …