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In order to see the subject of this essay, and to understand it better, please see the photograph of Neolithic and Paleolithic arrow-heads featured on my page. Then read on.
The finer crafted point is 10,000 years old, while the more crude is 5,000 years old, and would not fly as well, although that later point would effect a wider cut.
The older would fly much better and would require much more accuracy in order to be as lethal.
There is more art in the manufacture of the older point, and there would have been more skill required in shooting it, or, if you will, more art.
Were I to post a photo of a modern "Eskimo" broad-head, you would see an arrow-head made of steel, resembling in shape and size the later stone-age point, with an equal sharpness, imbued with the advantage of advanced metallurgy and factory manufacture. This head has no art attached at all.
So what we see over the course of ten thousand years is the decrease in art that humans have put into a thing that has a single purpose.
My argument is that once we recognize this evolution, we can and should each pay attention to restoring the degree of heart that we invest into each moment of our lives, knowing that unrecognized forces are trying to strip value from the vital things we do.
The maker of the Paleolithic point was putting spiritual capital into the activity of his life, as was the user who shot the arrow.
If we do not make the same investment, are we not robbing God of worship, who made and owns all things? I think that points to the very meaning of Sabbath, and the absolute calling of our lives.
The finer crafted point is 10,000 years old, while the more crude is 5,000 years old, and would not fly as well, although that later point would effect a wider cut.
The older would fly much better and would require much more accuracy in order to be as lethal.
There is more art in the manufacture of the older point, and there would have been more skill required in shooting it, or, if you will, more art.
Were I to post a photo of a modern "Eskimo" broad-head, you would see an arrow-head made of steel, resembling in shape and size the later stone-age point, with an equal sharpness, imbued with the advantage of advanced metallurgy and factory manufacture. This head has no art attached at all.
So what we see over the course of ten thousand years is the decrease in art that humans have put into a thing that has a single purpose.
My argument is that once we recognize this evolution, we can and should each pay attention to restoring the degree of heart that we invest into each moment of our lives, knowing that unrecognized forces are trying to strip value from the vital things we do.
The maker of the Paleolithic point was putting spiritual capital into the activity of his life, as was the user who shot the arrow.
If we do not make the same investment, are we not robbing God of worship, who made and owns all things? I think that points to the very meaning of Sabbath, and the absolute calling of our lives.
How I fight cancer
Now that my cancer has returned (with a vengeance), and I submit myself to the chemotherapy, I proceed with my bird photography as if it were part of the cure. In fact it is. This very young jay is quite special to me, and the capture and sharing of the image with you are my way of doing only important things with those moments that are left in my life. So enjoy the vividness of his brand new color, and understand that few people get to see a living example of the interior race of the scrub jay, let alone one that is such a beautiful brand new child. Thus do I selfishly surround myself with joy, by sharing what I love.
Best of Show
This photo won Best of Show at the 10th Annual Juried Exhibition by Images Art Gallery, April 18, 2014. I was blown away. It was up against some of the best, and nationally known painters, photographers and sculptors in the Kansas City area. It hangs as a large stretched canvas that I had printed by DA. I had my local framer stretch it, and it is unframed.
Gone Fishing
This is what I see when I look out my kitchen window. Can you blame me then, if I ignore the computer, and pick up my fishing pole? Well, I did take the shot, and give it some art, so may I have your permission to be absent a while? I promise to check in when the bass aren't biting. Wait. Aren't they always biting somewhere on something???
The Face of Freedom in Ukraine
My friend Mary, who lives in Ukraine, took this photograph. I know her through DA, and I am an admirer of her more abstract art. But I think this piece of photojournalism is quite beautiful, for the tones, and the movement of the four powerful faces. It says a lot about courage against tyranny. If you follow her page, you can keep abreast of developments there, and spread the word through facebook and other social media. We can all help Ukraine fight for liberty. Just click on the photo to get to her page, via her name. My heart is with her now.
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Hum. Art and function. If I needed to hunt to eat, I would probably go for the less artful tip, but for hunting with a camera, I'll carry the Yashica-D or Welta Weltur, thank you.
But, horrors, I also hunt with a Holga, which about as far from artfully made as is humanly possible. But, confound it, sometimes it captures the divine art better than anything else.
The union of art and function is always an approximation, as are mercy and justice, at least for us blundering humans.
But, horrors, I also hunt with a Holga, which about as far from artfully made as is humanly possible. But, confound it, sometimes it captures the divine art better than anything else.
The union of art and function is always an approximation, as are mercy and justice, at least for us blundering humans.