As it turns out, we are having quite a hot and dry Summer here in New Mexico. I’d posted a digital artwork of mine, called Floral Tyranny Emerging from the Underground, a couple of months ago. That piece had expressions of rain, water, and Summer associated with it. I associated those visual communications (rich blue in the sky) with the North American Monsoon System, which typically lasts from June to mid-September.
I made this digital piece in the same time period I made Floral Tyranny, which was back in the beginning of June, 2016. I was expecting to see more rainstorms here in New Mexico than I have been since then, but for the last two to three weeks, all we’ve been experiencing is heat and dryness. I actually like dry climates and dry weather. The heat however can be overwhelming.
After it Rains is an image one can imagine oneself being bathed in a wonderful Summer storm. Most people don’t like to get wet by the rain, but I think if one makes a conscious effort to be out in the rain just for the experience, one can find a harmony and enjoyment in it. Summer storms are the best time to let oneself have such an experience in order to avoid the health risks of the cold storms of Winter. Even if you don’t want to experience running through the rain, you can have this image as a limited edition print on your wall as a reminder of feeling cool.
At any rate, what I enjoyed in singling out the contents contained in this homemade cyber-illustration are the imprints. It looks like stamps with intricate designs and colors left behind their tracks in an intriguing, liberated plane of blue ripples on the surface of a pond or puddle. I used the hurricane-line design from Floral Tyranny in this image. Maybe it looks like a squeegee or sponge as it wipes across your window as you get a car wash. Anyway, it’s another play on the idea-feeling of water.
The stamps and imprints surrounding the aquatic vortex look like diatoms, microorganisms, and water-bugs. This representation is a further elaboration on the idea that space has energy, organisms, and life teeming throughout it, even on microscopic scales. In philosophy, there’s this notion of absolute space being void of everything—it’s the complete absence of “something”; a vacuum.
I wanted to provide peoples’ imaginations with the idea that space perhaps isn’t so empty, and, no matter how much you zoom in to smaller scales, you’ll always find or discover something that can be identified as something other than space. I suppose space is just a mental construct to help a learning mind understand things beyond his or her understanding. Perhaps space is just another training wheel for the evolving soul sojourning through illusions of time and space made by someone else.
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