"I shut my eyes -- I opened them. Then I saw the Aleph.
On the back part of the step, toward the right, I saw a small iridescent sphere of almost unbearable brilliance. At first I thought it was revolving; then I realised that this movement was an illusion created by the dizzying world it bounded. The Aleph's diameter was probably little more than an inch, but all space was there, actual and undiminished. Each thing (a mirror's face, let us say) was infinite things, since I distinctly saw it from every angle of the universe. I saw the teeming sea; I saw daybreak and nightfall; I saw the multitudes of America; I saw a silvery cobweb in the center of a black pyramid; I saw a splintered labyrinth (it was London); I saw, close up, unending eyes watching themselves in me as in a mirror; I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me; I saw in a backyard of Soler Street the same tiles that thirty years before I'd seen in the entrance of a house in Fray Bentos; I saw bunches of grapes, snow, tobacco, lodes of metal, steam; I saw convex equatorial deserts and each one of their grains of sand; I saw a woman in Inverness whom I shall never forget; I saw her tangled hair, her tall figure, I saw the cancer in her breast; I saw a ring of baked mud in a sidewalk, where before there had been a tree; I saw a summer house in Adrogué and a copy of the first English translation of Pliny -- Philemon Holland's -- and all at the same time saw each letter on each page (as a boy, I used to marvel that the letters in a closed book did not get scrambled and lost overnight); I saw a sunset in Querétaro that seemed to reflect the colour of a rose in Bengal; I saw my empty bedroom; I saw in a closet in Alkmaar a terrestrial globe between two mirrors that multiplied it endlessly; I saw horses with flowing manes on a shore of the" Caspian Sea at dawn; I saw the delicate bone structure of a hand; I saw the survivors of a battle sending out picture postcards; I saw in a showcase in Mirzapur a pack of Spanish playing cards; I saw the slanting shadows of ferns on a greenhouse floor; I saw tigers, pistons, bison, tides, and armies; I saw all the ants on the planet; I saw a Persian astrolabe; I saw in the drawer of a writing table (and the handwriting made me tremble) unbelievable, obscene, detailed letters, which Beatriz had written to Carlos Argentino; I saw a monument I worshipped in the Chacarita cemetery; I saw the rotted dust and bones that had once deliciously been Beatriz Viterbo; I saw the circulation of my own dark blood; I saw the coupling of love and the modification of death; I saw the Aleph from every point and angle, and in the Aleph I saw the earth and in the earth the Aleph and in the Aleph the earth; I saw my own face and my own bowels; I saw your face; and I felt dizzy and wept, for my eyes had seen that secret and conjectured object whose name is common to all men but which no man has looked upon -- the unimaginable universe.
ORANGE,
aber sehr!!!
Froh dich hier entdeckt zu haben,
die Essenzen sind ganz mein Ding.
ich habe mich auch der Unschärfe verschrieben,
schöne Beispiele bei dir gesehen!
Viele Grüße,
*Susanne
"...Wenn ich ein Bild in die fc lade, habe ich die mentale Vorstellung,
"das Bild freizulassen".
Ab dann ist es nicht mehr meins, sondern EURES. Und IHR bestimmt, ob es ein positives oder negatives Erlebnis wird.
Bilder vom Vogel fliegen in die Köpfe und die Herzen von euch und IHR nehmt euch heraus, was ihr braucht...."
Hab mich durch deine Bilder gewühlt ... was du dir vorgenommen hast für dein Dasein in der fc - "nicht zu langweilen" - glückt dir absolut, tolle Bilder, tolle Serien, ich werd hier sicher Stammgast ;)
Du bleibst was besonderes fuer mich, Siegfried, aber
ich denke, in unserem Alter widmen wir uns besser den
Frauen, was meinst du ..................... ?????????????
hallo, siegfried!
du kämpfst ja sehr ausdauernd - hoffentlich letztendlich erfolgreich! ich wünsch es dir (uns)!
was mich noch viel mehr als dieser balken stört, ist die ignoranz, mit der auf die unzähligen proteste (nicht) reagiert wird ... andererseits sollte ich das schon längst gewöhnt sein ...
Jia sou Sigfried. Danke für's Vorbeischaun in meiner Sammlung. Ich konnte bei Deinen Präsentationen einige Anregungen für meine weitere Tätigkeit sammeln. Gut Licht
Siegfried Vogel 16/10/2021 11:08
The Aleph, by Jorge Luis Borges"I shut my eyes -- I opened them. Then I saw the Aleph.
On the back part of the step, toward the right, I saw a small iridescent sphere of almost unbearable brilliance. At first I thought it was revolving; then I realised that this movement was an illusion created by the dizzying world it bounded. The Aleph's diameter was probably little more than an inch, but all space was there, actual and undiminished. Each thing (a mirror's face, let us say) was infinite things, since I distinctly saw it from every angle of the universe. I saw the teeming sea; I saw daybreak and nightfall; I saw the multitudes of America; I saw a silvery cobweb in the center of a black pyramid; I saw a splintered labyrinth (it was London); I saw, close up, unending eyes watching themselves in me as in a mirror; I saw all the mirrors on earth and none of them reflected me; I saw in a backyard of Soler Street the same tiles that thirty years before I'd seen in the entrance of a house in Fray Bentos; I saw bunches of grapes, snow, tobacco, lodes of metal, steam; I saw convex equatorial deserts and each one of their grains of sand; I saw a woman in Inverness whom I shall never forget; I saw her tangled hair, her tall figure, I saw the cancer in her breast; I saw a ring of baked mud in a sidewalk, where before there had been a tree; I saw a summer house in Adrogué and a copy of the first English translation of Pliny -- Philemon Holland's -- and all at the same time saw each letter on each page (as a boy, I used to marvel that the letters in a closed book did not get scrambled and lost overnight); I saw a sunset in Querétaro that seemed to reflect the colour of a rose in Bengal; I saw my empty bedroom; I saw in a closet in Alkmaar a terrestrial globe between two mirrors that multiplied it endlessly; I saw horses with flowing manes on a shore of the" Caspian Sea at dawn; I saw the delicate bone structure of a hand; I saw the survivors of a battle sending out picture postcards; I saw in a showcase in Mirzapur a pack of Spanish playing cards; I saw the slanting shadows of ferns on a greenhouse floor; I saw tigers, pistons, bison, tides, and armies; I saw all the ants on the planet; I saw a Persian astrolabe; I saw in the drawer of a writing table (and the handwriting made me tremble) unbelievable, obscene, detailed letters, which Beatriz had written to Carlos Argentino; I saw a monument I worshipped in the Chacarita cemetery; I saw the rotted dust and bones that had once deliciously been Beatriz Viterbo; I saw the circulation of my own dark blood; I saw the coupling of love and the modification of death; I saw the Aleph from every point and angle, and in the Aleph I saw the earth and in the earth the Aleph and in the Aleph the earth; I saw my own face and my own bowels; I saw your face; and I felt dizzy and wept, for my eyes had seen that secret and conjectured object whose name is common to all men but which no man has looked upon -- the unimaginable universe.
I felt infinite wonder, infinite pity."
http://www.phinnweb.org/links/literature/borges/aleph.html
Frau Ke 16/01/2015 18:42
mal 'n Gruß hierlassen.frieda frieden 18/11/2011 11:40
mal hierund mal da.
:)
Sanne W. 19/07/2010 14:31
ORANGE,aber sehr!!!
Froh dich hier entdeckt zu haben,
die Essenzen sind ganz mein Ding.
ich habe mich auch der Unschärfe verschrieben,
schöne Beispiele bei dir gesehen!
Viele Grüße,
*Susanne
Beda_Brunner 29/07/2009 15:29
Deine Serie "Essenzen" ist ausgesprochen schön!!Universum 27/06/2009 22:29
hand, stein, meer.....genial
lg, michi
kopfwelt 05/03/2009 22:44
ach auch wenn ich schreibfaul bin,,,deine bilder guck ich mir staunend immer wieder gerne an!!!sun dui wolfgang
Toy Lette 13/10/2008 19:23
Im Brei der Gedanken!?N a d a . 02/10/2008 9:05
"...Wenn ich ein Bild in die fc lade, habe ich die mentale Vorstellung,"das Bild freizulassen".
Ab dann ist es nicht mehr meins, sondern EURES. Und IHR bestimmt, ob es ein positives oder negatives Erlebnis wird.
Bilder vom Vogel fliegen in die Köpfe und die Herzen von euch und IHR nehmt euch heraus, was ihr braucht...."
das ist wunderbar!
derschneider 07/09/2008 2:31
Hab mich durch deine Bilder gewühlt ... was du dir vorgenommen hast für dein Dasein in der fc - "nicht zu langweilen" - glückt dir absolut, tolle Bilder, tolle Serien, ich werd hier sicher Stammgast ;)paultutgut 23/08/2008 20:15
Gratuliere, Deine Fotos gehören zu den interessantesten hier im Forum ...Machst du auch Ausstellungen ? Möchte die Fotographien gerne im Original sehen ...
Danke für das Zitat von Dita van Tease. Interessante Dame - hätte ich Ihr nicht zugetraut - (ja die Vorurteile)
Freue mich auf neue Fotos von Dir !
Grüße aus Penzing ...
Ferrum 26/05/2008 14:08
Danke für deinen einfallsreichen, witzigen Kommentar ^^Sir Tobys diario 08-09 02/05/2008 18:12
Du bleibst was besonderes fuer mich, Siegfried, aberich denke, in unserem Alter widmen wir uns besser den
Frauen, was meinst du ..................... ?????????????
Myself ist auch nur ein Hundling :-)
Sir Tobys diario 08-09webbie 24/04/2008 12:34
hallo, siegfried!du kämpfst ja sehr ausdauernd - hoffentlich letztendlich erfolgreich! ich wünsch es dir (uns)!
was mich noch viel mehr als dieser balken stört, ist die ignoranz, mit der auf die unzähligen proteste (nicht) reagiert wird ... andererseits sollte ich das schon längst gewöhnt sein ...
gutes gelingen!
webbie
::::)
Peter Redl 22/04/2008 7:29
Jia sou Sigfried. Danke für's Vorbeischaun in meiner Sammlung. Ich konnte bei Deinen Präsentationen einige Anregungen für meine weitere Tätigkeit sammeln. Gut Lichtwaldmalerei
Peter RedlPetros