Ambiguous Insight
By Dani Ellen Day - AKA - Ajai
I look, but there is no window to peer through...the door is closed, but my mind is open. I see light, shadow, depth and form, yet, do they represent me? The firm strokes and bold lines of my body dilute into feathery illusions of graceful uncertainty. I am but a soul buried deep beneath a mound of flesh and cloth, centered within my mind. I see the world as a mystical journey of discovery and enlightening events. Do I partake in the journey? Do I watch as a bystander at the scene of an accident? Appalled...intrigued...curious...
The light shines, but from an undetermined force. The soft gesture of digital charcoal and the absence of pigmented color gives a hint of illumination. Is it the light flickering off the simple edge of reality, or faltering through constructed ideas of what reality might be... or a beam of man made radiance dancing it's way through the vastness of time and space, splashing down in a collision of quantum pulp and absolute uncertainty? The mind is a fascinating place to be, to visit and to explore. Are the undefined, rhythmic lines of my body representative of ambivalence? Are the subtle details and sketchy shadows of my hand reminiscent of focus or fret? Is my body unfinished, or merely unimportant in comparison to what I can accomplish with my mind and hand? Am I what you think you see?
I have expressed myself in the vision you perceive, but are you looking at it, or seeing it? Have you journeyed beyond your own inner ramparts to the landscape of your own psyche? Use this as a passageway from the unknowing to the celebrated enlightenment of personal inspection. Ask not what you see in me...ask what you envision within your own humanity...your own intelligence and virtue. Take with you the sense of inner mastery and self-awareness to conquer the next visual challenge of perception whether it be life or art...they are interchangeable...transposable...uncertain.