THE GEOMETRY OF LIFE

Frankreich2007 104Renaissance garden at Chateau Villandry, Valley of Loire / France

If you once have the chance to visit France do not forget to visit the famous valley of the Loire with its diverse castles from past times for instance Villandry castle where you will find a big renaissance garden. In a modern sense renaissance means to be born again every day like a butterfly escaping the cocoon for lifting off to the first flight in the sky. Here at Villandry the constructor is imitating nature because the geometrical structures look more like gigantic snow crystals in their diverse shapes. You can dive into these structures like in an ocean of mathematical symbols which are altogether a great labyrinth. So take care that you do not get lost in these mazes when you pay too much attention to all the nice plants and simply just miss the way to the next exit.

Frankreich2007 051Forgotten house at old town of Beaune / France

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MISTY AUTUMN MIRROR IMAGES

DSC_0363WHAT IS REAL IN THIS WEIRD INTERVAL BEFORE SOLISTICE, WHEN EVEN VERY OLD GIANT TREES SEEM TO VANISH INSTANTLY IN A DELIGHTFUL BATHING POND SHORTLY AFTER SUNRISE? COLD MOISTY FOG PATCHES ARE NOW CREEPING SLOWLY OVER THE ENDLESS STRETCHING SILENT HILLS OF AUTUMN WHEN EVERY CREATURE DESIRES SUNNY PERIODS FULL OF LIGHT BECAUSE THE ACTUAL FLOWING DAYS ARE JUST TOO SHORT NOT ONLY HERE IN CENTRAL EUROPE. WINTER IS NOT FAR AWAY ANYMORE, AND THEN ALL LIFE MAY BE ENGULFED BY THICK SNOW LAYERS TILL A NEW CYCLE OF LIFE WILL THEN FINALLY BEGIN IN SPRING. A GOOD TIME FOR REFLECTIONS AND SEASONS GREETING OF ANY KIND AFTER LOOKING IN THE ETERNAL MIRROR.

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DEATH ON ARRIVAL

Danger_in_Montafon_valleyGorge at Montafon valley in Austria underneath a barrier lake

As a small boy I used to stay on the ice of a deep and dark water basin – serving as a water reservoir for the fire brigades – together with my brother and a cousin one day in early January. This was strictly forbidden so this small adventure inspired us really to hilarious winter games on the frozen surface not thinking of any kind of harm or risk as we were simply children discovering an exciting world. It was a real tough cold winter with a lot of snow covering the paths and streets of my place of birth, an ideal time for having icy fun.

Open minded only to our games I simply did not realize that in the middle of the basin there was a big hole in the ice. Then all of a sudden I tumbled and plunged into this hole and the very cold water. Fortunately, I did not sink into the depth and could hold on to the edge of the ice hole in panic.  My brother and cousin came by quickly and then used a walking stick for pulling me out of the water soon enough. This was a shocking experience because there was one single traumatic moment, where I was standing exactly between life and death.

My mind preferred for a long time to forget this awesome frightening experience but  a couple of years ago I remembered to it again, and we always need this kind of awareness of course to realize the high value of our time-limited lives as death may be hidden at the next crossing point of our movements.

PräkolumbianischeMaske1Replique of a Peruvian death mask (20th century)

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A BRIDGE TO NOWHERE

In autumn, days are sometimes quite foggy without a clear view on our cosmos and surroundings like a bridge leading to nowhere.

Hängebrücke1A360 m long hanging rope bridge “Geierlay” at Mörsdorf / Germany

Then it is sometimes better to just simply move and cross the unknown profound abyss such as a hanging rope bridge in 100 m altitude where you can feel like a bird swinging with the wind. Soon an unknown trail with all the colours of autumn will open leading to a new challenging landscape to be discovered.

SteinwandTrail in autumn near Pyrmont Castle / Germany

Time to say hello and welcome to an alien trail leading to anywhere.

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SPIRAL EFFECT VOLCANIC AMBITIONS OF LA PALMA

Is this still Europe but with papaya trees and silkmaking? Maybe, in any case La Palma or “La isla bonita” is one of the Canary Islands in the Atlantic Ocean being situated on a still active volcanic hotspot not far away from Morocco. It is geologically quite young (1.5 million years) and still growing mainly in the south due to the volcanic activities with the last eruption in 1971. People call it also the green island as the volcanic ash is a highly efficient fertilizer for the soil, and agriculture today is mainly comprising banana farming at the coast and vineyard cultivation on the slopes a little bit higher. Fortunately, tourism is limited, so that the island is still quite original and normal, a real very nice place to go especially in spring when all plants are in astonishing  blossom with all brilliant colours of the rainbow.

Blick auf Bananenplantage mit Lilien von Tazacorte gesehenView on the banana “ocean” from Tazacorte town

Allthough unemployment is very high (> 20%) only few people leave the island today as for instance in the 19th century when a lot of  people immigrated to Cuba and Venezuela especially. So the Latinamerican influence is quite strong here, but people see themselfes as Canarians while being an autonomous region of Spain which is truly quite far away (at least 1 hours flight time over the ocean).

Vulkan im Nebel_oberhalb El TeimeFoggy trail to the volcan Tajuya

There are diverse impressive vegetation zones (subtropical, semi-desert, foggy forests etc. pp.) on the island with mountains raging up to 2.450 m altitude over sealevel. The complete island is a protected biosphere reservat. But sometimes you have to take care of not getting lost on a nebulous path in the mountains leading apparently to nowhere.

Caldera de Taburiente_unterhalb Pico Bejenado gesehen    Heart zone of the national park / Caldera de Taburiente

All persons wishing to go by car to the central situated volcanic created caldera are in need of special authorization to enter as there is only limited space available for parking the cars. So nature has a chance to survive with no gift-shops or restaurants nearby. Before, the violent conquest and colonization by the Spanish in the 15th century, the caldera was a main spiritual place of the original population, the Benahoaritas, with the holy rock Idafe there as part of a ceremonial worship location with remainings till today.

Kaktus m. orangefarbenen BlütenSpiny path from Puntagorda to Las Tricias

The old paths of the aboriginees are still passing the often wildly countryside, going up and down and passing crucial canyons on the way to the next dead volcano getting alive sometimes unexpectedly.

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Spiral place of power at the trail to Pico della Nieve

Everywhere in the country scattered meeting places of the Benahoaritas – the tagorors – can still be visited which are dominated mostly by geometric symbols such as the neverending spiral standing not only here for the eternal cycle of life and re-beginning.

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Colourful volcanic cliffs near Pirates’ Bay / Playa del Jurado

Steep cliffs are surrounding the island with some quite often difficult reachable beaches here and there such as the Playa del Jurado, a bay frequently used by pirates in former times. Nearby the geological activities have created really beautiful cliffs by multiple layers of diverse metallic volcanic ash types.

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Aboriginal petroglyphs at la Fajana graveyard

Near the city of El Paso the archeological site La Fajana is showing the typical petroglyphs of the Benahoaritas, eternal relicts of old cosmological believings as first settlements on the island are going back to 500 BC – most probably the first settlers came from North-Africa to La Palma. The Benahoaritas have also left two quite big stone pyramids on La Palma each with staircases leading to the upper platform of the building, but the real purpose of these pyramids is nowadays a secret.

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Local annual fiesta in April 2015 at La Mancha

The Canarians today like very much their longlasting fiestas. At La Mancha there is a short fiesta in April and when you go there you will get free of charge eating, drinking and Canarian music in the street. But the real fiesta season starts in May until September when days are longer. Then, each village and city will hold some time its fiesta (normally lasting 1 week), subsequently during this time you always have the chance to attend somewhere such a party, so really the hottest period of the year in each sense.

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     Plants and water irrigation system near El Paso

I must return sometime to this small island in the Atlantic Ocean, with all its different shapes of nature, the original creative force of earth in its diverse volcanos, tropical flowers arising from a stony ground by surprise and desertic landscapes covered with black volcanic sable and cryptical lava bombs, so that sometimes it feels more like being on another planet.

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THE CIRCULAR STAIR TO A GLOBAL RAVEN’S DOMAIN

During my latest day-dream I jumped with great joy in the basket of a hot-air balloon covered with blue-white stripes, put on the fire under the balloon and very quickly blasted off from mother earth like a lift in a skyscraper. The far-away landscape under me now looked smaller and stranger like an impressionist picture, and the wind really thought that my hot-air balloon must be some kind of post-modern freshly invented cloud system. After some minutes a swarm of hooded crows followed my balloon because it was late afternoon, and they were returning back to their sleeping location. One of these birds approached me and finally landed on the basket of my balloon, and it appeared that we would already know each other from another occasion. So the crow then began talking to me emphatically in ravish language without much success. Finally and with great gesture the crow pointed the head and beak down to earth as a clear indication to land there near a little wood named by everybody as raven’s domain.

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Mayoreak Ashoona, Raven’s Domain, Stonecut, Nunavut, 1995 (1) (2)

The land of the Inuit is called Nunavut and is written in Inuit like this ᓄᓇᕗᑦ  – this means simply our home-land which stretches over a big arctic territory in the North of Canada. In the old Inuit mythology the raven was seen as creator of the entire world and all living beings with beats of his wings. He also had the power of both a man and a bird, and could change easily from one to the other simply by pulling his beak over his head as one lifts a mask. It is also interesting that the first human being was born from a pea-pod plant, because the raven also filled the land with growing pea-pod plants, and when after some time one of the pea-pods burst open, out popped a fully grown human being, the first to walk around raven’s earth.

I bought the above nice artwork made by Mayoreak Ashoona at the gift shop of the Museum of Inuit Art situated in Toronto, Canada, via the global internet, and this is really quite practical today. Creating such stonecut printings means a contemporary expression of Inuit culture and vision starting in the 50s of the 20th century in order to make some money while facing a difficult economic situation after the tribal nomadic Inuit life was destroyed by white hunters, adventurers, priests, missionaries and government authorities of Canada. Traditionally such visual art and symbolism was part of daily life on clothes and textiles handmade by Inuit women while the men were often longtime out of home for hunting. Our actual world would be very poor without such kind of originary viewing of man and nature.

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Root network of an old tree in forest soil

At around 500 A.C. Christian missionaries came also to my country of the Germans, a term invented by the Romans nearly a 2000 years ago and which is only badly describing a region of diverse native cultures and autonomous living tribes. At 785 A.C. the emperor Charlemagne, King of the Franks, finalized this Christian mission here in the middle of Europe in form of a fierce crusade with deadly violence, fire and sword against all those who resisted to follow the Christian view of the world and philosophy. But some native relicts from ancient times could survive till today, such as for instance the Eastern habit to make big fires or the mythological rabbit bringing nice coloured eggs for the children and families during Eastern sunday’s morning.

Now spring has begun not only in the arctic region with days becoming longer, breaking ice and birds coming back from their winter domiciles in warmer regions. Only the raven is usually no migrant at all and stays at its traditional location also in the cold and icy winter season here on the northern part of the globe. The raven is normally demonized nowadays in the Western world, only on the island of Iceland the old North-European mythological view of honouring the raven is still present – a highly intelligent, sometimes provoking and spiritual messenger cruising in the air and loafing around in the cosy neighbourhood of men whenever appropriate.

A lot of stories are existing about the raven all over the world, but one of these is truly astonishing as either the Babylonian and as well the Wiking sailors used the rabbit as a guide to find their difficult cruising course on the ocean – the widely unknown raven’s domain, but this is another story.

(1) Published with kind authorization of Dorset Fine Arts, Nunavut, Canada
(2) Artist info:  http://dorsetfinearts.com/images/downloads/artist/mayoreak_ashoona.pdf

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SUBURBAN DRUM-MESSAGE FROM OCCASIONAL TUVA

Shortly after sunrise in early February I received the initial message just arriving with the cold wind from Tuva – somewhere in the dark forest fallen down from the grey cloudy sky and now lying infront of me like a wooden cradle with the clear intent to vanish suddenly again.

InitMessTuv_Bild1 I was dazzled instantly and while moving forward over the secret path of this technical distortion, it became obvious that the diverse singing birds kept watching me in a curious manner but I could not understand their acoustic symbolism . Who was leading me now and where? Better now to be in harmony with the tracking alter ego and a whispering voice shouts clearly that Tuva is not far away anymore.

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Perhaps I am a bear half asleep all winter in a cosy cave somewhere in the high mountains such avoiding mentally disorder while dreaming of the approaching spring when the sun is warming again the softly blossoming nature after being released from this longlasting winter trance. The bears living in the north tend to act then in a manner of euphoria with substantial energy while trolling around likely in penguin attitude.

Squadra Bild1The drum is calling me from their behind the trees, and the rhythm of such native banging has just visited Tuva where it crossed the eternal horizon behind the moisty impenetrable fog after drinking the sweet nectar out of the circling old amphora filled with indigenous ambitions. I now hear the bearish voice of Tuva near by me, and it is truly very good to be at home again, where this promise can decondition the borders of perception like melting butter.

 

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