"The Mists of Time... (Or Weird, Spiraling Tunnel of Time...)" by Richard F. Yates
Greetings Citizens! This here piece was originally drawn with ink on a piece of reclaimed cardboard. After a few nanoseconds of contemplation, the drawing was digitized, tweaked, and modified, then colored using standard electronic magic. The final version feels, to me (although who am I to interpret this---creators are usually … (read more)
Greetings Citizens! This here piece was originally drawn with ink on a piece of reclaimed cardboard. After a few nanoseconds of contemplation, the drawing was digitized, tweaked, and modified, then colored using standard electronic magic. The final version feels, to me (although who am I to interpret this---creators are usually woefully naive about their own works), ...feels, to me, like a representation of the intersection of time and memory.
Time might be a spiral---or it might be a straight line that SEEMS like a spiral to most of us because we are spinning and tumbling down its infinite depths. Memory, which far too many folks believe works like a video tape that we can pause and rewind and play back at our leisure, is more like looking into a blender full of photographs. The bigger, more important images will float at the top, but they are constantly being chipped away at by the blades of time at the bottom of the mental mixing machine, which eventually makes a slurry out of all the bits and pieces of the experiences we've lived through. We can TRY to recreate individual memories from the torn and tattered remains of the images in our heads, but we're probably going to get bits wrong and conflate, combine, and confuse shit, but CONVINCE ourselves that we're remembering right.
I keep journals---journals going all the way back to the 1970s---and many of the things that I REMEMBER aren't always supported by my written notes or the few photographs from my past that I still have. We don't REMEMBER the past, so much as we RETELL it---we CREATE a new STORY of the past based on fragments and guesses and interpretations, often exaggerated, conflated, and sometimes just wrong---but we convince ourselves that these MEMORIES are true.
In my drawing, I have repetitions and fragments and creatures merging and splintering. This is time at work. I also have a "professor" (who believes he is somehow OUTSIDE OF TIME, but isn't) telling us some funky piece of pseudo-wisdom (confused and corrupted) that almost seems to make sense, but also doesn't---but that's fine. We just need to know enough to keep moving forward....
Time is cruel. Memory is incomplete and crumbles, quickly and irretrievably. ART, on the other hand, lets us MAKE FUN of our inadequacies, and it sometimes even has pretty colors and MONSTERS in it, which are cool. (Hopefully, I've depressed you in an entertaining way with this piece! To me, it's pretty funny...or I think I remember it being funny... Now, I'm not so sure that I'm recalling that correctly... Oh well...)
---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool---and confessed possessor of a terrible memory, hence his need for notebooks and journals!)
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