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Impingement. Infringement. Encroachment. Trespass. Symmetry and cleanliness thrown off by the trespass of something or someone that doesn’t belong. This is insanity broaching the carefully crafted constructs of the status quo. Recall from 02 SEE THROUGH that:Sanity is the state of being in alignment with the status quo. Any deviation, no matter how far, is madness. How far you stray defines how mad you are.Any encroachment by those deemed mad is infringement upon the faces of pristine structu...
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Art and Design at the Fringe of Sanity.
L V N Λ C Y15 TRESPASS
Impingement. Infringement. Encroachment. Trespass. Symmetry and cleanliness thrown off by the trespass of something or someone that doesn’t belong. This is insanity broaching the carefully crafted constructs of the status quo. Recall from 02 SEE THROUGH that:Sanity is the state of being in alignment with the status quo. Any deviation, no matter how far, is madness. How far you stray defines how mad you are.Any encroachment by those deemed mad is infringement upon the faces of pristine structu...
L V N Λ C Y11 THEY THINK THEY KNOW
Let’s start from the beginning, shall we? Recall from 02 SEE THROUGH that:Lovers and artists are mad. If you disagree with the statement, you are neither.Sanity is the state of being in alignment with the status quo. Any deviation, no matter how far, is madness. How far you stray defines how mad you are.I recently came across a meme that depicted some rather colorful characters with a caption that brooked no argument that this was unsavory. Exhibit A:The contempt here is palpable. We simply c...
L V N Λ C Y16 JOURNEY
“It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.” How often have you heard or read any number of iterations on this theme? It’s a common enough saying, often touted by business leaders, fitness professionals, and self-titled “life coaches.” (Honestly, wtf is a life coach?) The idea is simple enough to understand: it’s the experience gained en route to arrive at the destination that matters more than the destination itself. There’s nothing challenging in that premise. The logic isn’t d...
Art and Design at the Fringe of Sanity.
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Hush, little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beast under your bed In your closet, in your head
― Metallica, Enter Sandman
The nightmare under your bed is very much real.
Except, the nightmare isn’t under your bed. Nor is the nightmare in your closet. Metallica said it succinctly: “it’s just the beast … in your head.” Though, the nightmare isn’t quite in your head either, is it? It’s there that you may experience the nightmare. But the nightmare isn’t in your head.
The nightmare lurks in the shadows of your heart. The nightmare hides in the chaos of your soul. This could be a monster; this could be the unknown.
But rather than acknowledge that the nightmare lies within, you project the nightmare outside of yourself. You make it tangible in ways that are easier for you to accept.
The monster under your bed. In your closet. Under the stairs.
However, no matter where you place the nightmare, the fear you feel of the nightmare is very much real. As you grow, you learn to supplant that fear, shift it to other outlets, other expressions.
Other projections.
We’re not afraid of the dark because that’s where monsters lie. It’s the darkness within ourselves that we fear to acknowledge, projecting that fear instead into external spaces and onto other people.
We’re afraid of the dark because we project our own monstrousness into it.
You can collect this nightmare here. This piece was composed from these two images:
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Photo by Nick Jones on Unsplash
Hush, little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beast under your bed In your closet, in your head
― Metallica, Enter Sandman
The nightmare under your bed is very much real.
Except, the nightmare isn’t under your bed. Nor is the nightmare in your closet. Metallica said it succinctly: “it’s just the beast … in your head.” Though, the nightmare isn’t quite in your head either, is it? It’s there that you may experience the nightmare. But the nightmare isn’t in your head.
The nightmare lurks in the shadows of your heart. The nightmare hides in the chaos of your soul. This could be a monster; this could be the unknown.
But rather than acknowledge that the nightmare lies within, you project the nightmare outside of yourself. You make it tangible in ways that are easier for you to accept.
The monster under your bed. In your closet. Under the stairs.
However, no matter where you place the nightmare, the fear you feel of the nightmare is very much real. As you grow, you learn to supplant that fear, shift it to other outlets, other expressions.
Other projections.
We’re not afraid of the dark because that’s where monsters lie. It’s the darkness within ourselves that we fear to acknowledge, projecting that fear instead into external spaces and onto other people.
We’re afraid of the dark because we project our own monstrousness into it.
You can collect this nightmare here. This piece was composed from these two images:
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Photo by Nick Jones on Unsplash
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