The problem with all the present technology is that no one seems to know exactly when and where it comes from: built in great software-hardware companies or in some unknown village or garage next to you?
If in the future all the human cultural – technical databases on the web will be accessed, examined and used instantly by some human-clones, will human competition with them still be possible? Of course they’ll develope themselves totally out of human mind control … is this the future?
This sounds like science fiction … isn’t it?
Time traveller
I’m not sure about the destination: Past or Future? I’ve too many things to indagate in the past, and sincerely I don’t wish to know how brilliant is the future, or maybe I don’t want delusions … and you?
• Quick link to > TIME TRAVEL & PARALLEL UNIVERSES
• An interesting search for Time Travellers > SEARCH FOR TIME TRAVELERS
… but I wonder whether a Time Traveller is interested in such a search.
Strange mood
A strange reaction in front of some bitter fruits of life.
Distant Sounds
… or DISTANT GALAXIES
A painter is lost if he finds himself.
That’s wonderful, said by an octogenarian artist.
MAX ERNST
Naissance d’une galaxie (Birth of a galaxy) was created in the year of the first moon landing. Man had conquered the lunar symbol of the yearnings of Romanticism (a cultural epoch so important for Ernst) and found only empty, rocky silence. As if by way of a replacement, Ernst allows a new galaxy, its circular disc patterned with dots, to arise out of the nebula of primeval forms inhabiting the lower border of the picture. This galaxy is located in the imagination – and in the picture seen here. Entirely in keeping with Ernst’s fantastical natural history, the eternal, ethereal realm and the here and now of artistic invention converge in the moment of this picture.
.. King
This must be the shortest and unusual track I’ve ever created, but sometimes inspiration comes from lots of mistakes….
Maybe I should have named this simply King Kong.
Traveling – travelling
Anyway you name it, TRAVEL is what I mean … when I play.
This guitar-bridge is just a few miles far from northern Dublin.
Ireland
Just a link to my photos. But this needs the right track (though it’s an old one).
SpiresVortex 