Vanishing Point
Out of the blue(s) the word vanish appears to me. Although unnerving, I like the way it sounds – like it’s vaporizing in the split of a split-second. Poof – gone! I decide to delve into vanishings. But I keep losing my way, struggling to express with clarity or poetry (or a wishful blend of both) how to get a hold of what I have to say. So I circle and swoop from above and angles down below searching for perspective. With limited geometry, I turn to creativity – take the intangible to grasp the ineffable. As truth and freedoms melt away, the endangered and vulnerable lose protection, and the planet faces peril – what remains? At what point does the vanishing point vanish? Read More »