Recently I read this short article questioning the need for galleries in the 'digital' age. Seriously? Can you not feel the difference between a digital image of a painting and the actual painting? Really?
Is there no difference between a virtual/digital tree and an actual tree?
Perhaps I've been reading too many simplistic opinions on blogs lately. Ah well . . .

Today I'm hanging the unseen River Scrolls using these small bu powerful neodymium magnets. Here's a wiki-blurb:

The greater force exerted by rare earth magnets creates hazards that are not seen with other types of magnet. Neodymium magnets larger than a few centimeters are strong enough to cause injuries to body parts . . .  If possible, one should bear the pain and do whatever one can to keep the distance from closing up; only then should one pull free.

They are NOT kidding.

Today I am remembering yesterday's posting from my fellow painter and friend Nancy Natale about Cezanne's journey as an artist. The post was from an article in The Guardian and it's author John Berger wrote about Cezanne moving from a black box to the light of the world, moving from what I think of as a reasonable understanding of light to a felt one.

I'm also thinking about David Hockney and his camera obscura theory, about how many (probably most) notable paintings were made using this technology. Nothing wrong with that but it does 'flatten' the world into a single perspective.

I'm thinking also about mu current work with digital technology of my iPhone and about how the pixels and light work. About how the eye and mind's eye sense the light.

I love the last line of John Berger's article:
"Cézanne's conviction that what we perceive as the visible is not a given but a construction, put together by nature and ourselves. "The landscape," he said, "thinks itself in me, and I am its consciousness." He also said: "Colour is the place where our brain and the universe meet.""

And lastly I'm thinking about my new digital world view using my iPhone and how we can be transformed in the twinkling of an eye.

Many of you know I have altered my digital world view by using Photojojo's macro lens on my good ole iPhone.

What you see here is ice on a pond. Cool no!? And below are some morning glory seeds and other unknown seed skeletons, oh, and my beloved rose hips.

I am indeed again playing in Mowgli's magical realm.

I recently read an article about David Hockney by Martin Grayford. The article was called The Mind's Eye. It ended with this:

"Art is a way—you might say a set of technologies—for making images, preserving them in time, and also for showing us things we aren't normally aware of. Those things might include gods, dreams, and myths, but also hedgerows.

'Don't we need people who can see things from different points of view?' Hockney asks. 'Lots of artists, and all kinds of artists. They look at life from another angle.'"