Insects… that seems to be all that comes to mind. The inviting hive resisting my odd flying habits.
C’est comme cela la syntax du moment, y’a toujours un élément important auquel il nous manque une clef pour y réfléchir. Un moment d’inattention.
Cold, makes things look organized that much longer. Then freezing and thawing seem to throw little illusions in our path. Or it could be the waves of heat coming from the gloves clenched in your teeth distorting perspectives.
How well do we recognize order in dimensional planes? Is it like time, irrelevant in absence of context? P. Greenaway says that humans have weak skills in recognizing symmetry over time.
I assume, that is all I can do, that the order needed to create an even build-up ov particles is ov particular note. Of course that bit of fence needs to be there in order to add a sceptical perspective; but ov what exactly.
Starting at 00:23 on Saturday July 23rd a series of 23 images will be posted on the 23rd minute of every hour for 23 hours. This one will be a rumination of the idea of [dis]order, how humans try to impose a vision while nature has other ideas in most cases.
What is order?
What does order mean in the context of entropy?
Why is it so hard to accept the natural order of elements without imposing our own self serving system on top of it, disguising it as part of it but never quite up to the task?
Among others, this seems to be a question that is almost constantly rolling around…..