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Albuquerque clouds in May - cellphone photo - 2025, DS. |
(Text added May 7)
The China poblana, the colorful costume featuring a voluminous castor (circle skirt) worn by festival dancers - like the one inset left above (found here) - are really something to see in action. The circle skirts generate spiral shapes continuously as the dancer swirls through her routine. For a regular Phi festival view the short video below the jump break.
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Albuquerque clouds in May (#2) - cellphone photo - 2025, DS. |
I guess, in keeping with the times, it isn't too weird that this post has been almost completely revised before it was even finished. But, don't worry, I have no desire to address the "times" nor the shit-storms that (too) many of us are dealing with these days. My goal is to regain a vestige of mental equilibrium again and experience tells me there's only one place to go: back to the natural world. Some of my most serene moments in New Mexico were spent photographing the Sandia mountains, and, in ways, I'm doing the same again; but my view of the mountain range has changed... and, this time I'm obsessed with the clouds.
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Albuquerque clouds in May (#3) - cellphone photo - 2025, DS. |
There's something extraordinary about New Mexican skylines. Something so extraordinary it cannot really be captured. The clouds are amazingly complex and nuanced above the mountains. As opposed to being mere atmospheric phenomena they seem to be elements of well-choreographed celestial events that defy categorization. Frustratingly, all of the odd cloud configurations change in a matter of seconds so one has to be on the alert for the next magical moment.
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Albuquerque clouds in May (#4) - cellphone photo - 2025, DS. |
The beauty of New Mexican skies is they appear to be an ongoing work of art. Human landscape artists are superfluous here. None can best the elemental artists... except maybe another Van Gogh or, perhaps, an abstract artist who might translate new information in an unexpected way. But, when I say "elemental artists" I'm not necessarily metaphorically referring to the elementary physical forces. Instead, I'm somewhat more influenced by the primitives, the storytellers, and the old artists and hermetic occultists who intuited that the 4 (or more) elements (re: Forces) of the world had intelligence relative to their kind. These were the elementals; they were also known to interact with humans and take form. But, more about them in a future post!
In any case, I've felt privileged to witness this ever present art installation from my motel balcony for the past week, snapping photos whenever the magic moment arrived. The cellphone I'm presently using isn't as good as my old Samsung from earlier days and it fails to capture nuances of light, color and clarity, but, well, it and I muddle through fairly satisfactorily. In fact, we have a eureka moment every now and then.
Below is the video clip I promised you earlier. Sadly, I'm still blogging by phone and there are always unforeseeable complications.* If you are having problems viewing it, please view it at the source: this Los Muertos Crew page on Pixels. Also, try this page. (Thank you, Los Muertos Crew!)
Do watch the clip. The dancer is a master and her moves are exceptionally graceful. Moreover, I would swear that the spirals she creates with her swirling skirt are somewhere mathematically golden - that is, even if only for a split second. And, motion, in several ways is what pentagonal phi is all about.
Lastly, say what you will about Albuquerque. Every now and then, the skies above it, too, are golden.
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* In my own defense, I haven't viewed this blog on any device larger than a small cellphone in months, so, I have little idea how recent posts are translating. I also have no access to my thumb drive files from the past 3 years and this includes all the Dürer material. (Sorry for the delay!)
Lastly, there are certain things that can't be done on a cellphone... fixing some elements on the side bar for instance. Much to my dismay I've yet to replace the Post-Mac Blues blog portal, which malfunctioned weeks ago. But, for now, PMB can be accessed here.
"I bring you a warning: Everyone of you listening to my voice, tell the world, tell this to everybody wherever they are. Watch the skies. Everywhere. Keep looking. Keep watching the skies." --"The Thing From Another World"
ReplyDeleteOkay... nothing so dramatic as that, but a peaceful, beautiful interlude found in a moment of sanity and 9bservation. Only you, Dia, could find the pentagonal golden spiral in the celebration of Cinco de Mayo and should be applauded for such observation! The video of the dancer is joyous to behold - gratefulness that is missing in too many things and people these days.
The skies are feverish with an organic dance of water vapor and wind - a natural wonder to capture the imagination and lift the spirit, if we only step away from our electronic shackles to gaze at what is truly magical and free to observe.
The blog looks fine on my tablet, so no worries. You're in the groove and channeling that southwest song of nature and renewal.
Thank you so much for your beautiful comment. It was a pleasure to behold!
DeleteHad a good laugh at the quote, too... for who am I if not "the thing from another world"? :-D
The skies over New Mexico's mountains are probably my favorite part about living in the southwest. I've never seen anything like them... and I've never felt so moved. I do believe my New Mexico landscape/ skyscape shots are my first (in that genre).
Glad you liked the comment - see? It triggered my inner gonzo verbiage. I did make a typo, it should have read, "The video of the dancer is joyous to behold - gracefullness that is missing..."
DeleteIn spite of the typos your comment was eloquent and much appreciated. Besides, typos are evident everywhere online it seems. Nobody can afford editors. Furthermore, it was a wise typo; gratefulness is in short supply, too. ;-)
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