INTERNATIONAL ART PROJECT
AN INTERNATIONAL ART PROJECT
Compared with the infinite size of the known universe and the distance between galaxies, the distance between person to person on planet Earth begins to seem microscopic! We are all closer than we realize! Even so, with six billion people and even billions more species, coupled with the exponential growth of technologies that increase our separation, it is easy to feel disconnected and alone...
This project, stemming from individual community art projects and growing into an International art project, is about sharing the moments when you felt connected to something greater than yourself... maybe to another person, an animal, the environment or to any possible interpretation of God. Someone on the other side of the planet wants to feel what you felt when you could have sworn the universe was closing in on you and maybe all you could do was squeeze the hand of the person next to you because there were no words to describe, or the moment when you wanted to scream, "Did anybody else just see that?!" Someone out there wants to know about the time when you caught a stranger's eye and you both just smiled.
This worldwide collection of moments of human connectivity are encouraged from ALL walks of life with no discrimination whatsoever. This project is an extension of myself and without knowing it is an extension of you too. The principle point is that I can't do it alone.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
August: "This messenger came and jarred me from a stupor..."
I was sitting in Santa Monica College in an expansive, hundred-person lecture hall. Amid the dribble of Cartesian science a commotion began. From the noise and confusion one would think that a venomous snake had just entered the space. Upon closer examination I saw glimmers of earthen-colored, fairy-like wings. This creature, gargantuan for a moth, but relatively small to a human, managed to arrest the attention of every person in the lecture hall. As the fairy guest landed on the wall, someone’s first impulse was to snuff it out of existence with a binder. After years of struggling to express my voice, I stood up and roared, “DON’T KILL HER!”
At first I felt possessed, until I realized the paradox, that this was authentic, and personal, but inherently transpersonal and unifying: I/Moth/Everything/Goddess. I had allowed myself to be heard, uninhibited by social conditioning.
Not a moment had passed since my command, when the moth flew gracefully, banking path, all the way across the room, toward my face. It hovered in front of my eyes and proceeded to gently kiss my nose and mouth, then made a beeline for the open door. A nearby classmate’s gaping mouth and the silent sea of awe struck eyes of everyone in the room were testaments to the intensity and profundity of this moment. I had been immediately struck with overwhelming and pressing compassion for a creature that proceeded to complete our mental and spiritual connection by pressing our physical forms together. The personal gnosis inspired by this gentle touch extended beyond formed thoughts and rationale. The Earth is alive. This universe is alive. In order to engage with the physical aspects of existence I knew I had to choose a discipline and tools that sought living interaction and holistic connection.
I had began the day with pursuing a discipline that would try to reduce a complex, unique, spirit being into letters, numbers and chemical reactions. I had been rejecting intuition, while trying to reconcile with obvious fallacies; I did this in order to conform to methods that deaden and distance components from our living emotion and geospiritual magic, which thrives throughout our wild biosphere. This messenger came and jarred me from a stupor…
It was finally clear to me that separating myself and trying to control any living environment is futile and unproductive. The part and whole are inseparable. Harmony comes not through domination but through collaboration within a greater web of life-love. I am immensely grateful for the once veiled knowledge revealed to me by the Cosmia spirit.
Juliana Thomollari, Albania
Artist: Linda Keagle, Korumburra, Australia, Linda's flickr
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