I’m still oddly fascinated with images of the thin skin of ice that’s been forming on Goose Pond, the crystal interstices between solid and liquid mesmerizing me with their jagged and jutting lines. How is it, I wonder, that something fluid and flowing suddenly, upon reaching a certain magical temperature, transforms into something entirely different, the brittle fragility of ice belying water’s amorphous liquidity?
The crystal patterns of freezing water look like scarring skin, and the thin solid film on Goose Pond is a skin, a delicate membrane containing the parameters of something vast, murky, and deep. Never having sounded Goose Pond, I don’t know precisely how deep it is, but having swum there, I know the point at which its bottom drops from beneath my treading toes and the temperature of its water suddenly goes from sun-warmed to bone-chillingly cold. Like a mute creature, Goose Pond keeps its innards hidden; now in winter it grows a hide that is streaked with striations, long crystal lines knitting a tough integument against intrusion.
We humans are also vast, deep, and murky creatures, our infinite psyches being mostly unplumbed and our daily interactions merely skating the surface of consciousness. How much deeper than any pond do our spirits surge? At what point do our psychic depths drop beneath our treading toes, chilling us with the unfathomable?
Today on New Year’s Eve, we skate another sort of interstice, the intricate edge of Now and Then. We say a leopard can’t change its spots, but our penchant for New Year’s resolutions suggests we see ourselves as aquatic, able to morph from liquid to solid then perhaps even to pure air: sublime.
On the surface, both consciousness and time are textured, alluring onlookers with the illusory promise of solidity. Do you dare skate the membraneous film between Now and Then, and do you dare pierce the surface to plumb your own hidden depths?
Happy New Year to one and all!
Dec 31, 2006 at 11:13 am
skins, films, surfaces, patinas and veneers
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Dec 31, 2006 at 11:26 am
Happy new year to you also Lori – here’s to everyone’s dreams coming true in 2007.
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Dec 31, 2006 at 12:13 pm
What a wonderful post. And the miracle of water is the fact that, almost unique among substances, the solid form floats on the liquid rather than sinking. Thank you for being water bouying up this all-to-often frozen thing š
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Dec 31, 2006 at 4:51 pm
Nice Ice.
Happy New Year.
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Dec 31, 2006 at 5:10 pm
I’ve been reading your blog since the first day I clicked to you. Wonderful.
No new year’s resolutions for me. I’ll just let my changes be more like the ice and water’s — molecule by molecule.
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Dec 31, 2006 at 7:59 pm
Happy New Year to you, too!
Lovely photos!
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Jan 1, 2007 at 3:17 am
Happy New Year … and here is to more plumbing the depths through the skin of words!
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Jan 1, 2007 at 10:25 am
I like Amerpsand’s idea about change, one molecule at a time. š
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Jan 1, 2007 at 10:49 am
I just came across a reminder that January is named for Janus, the two-faced guardian at the gate, one face looking to the future, one to the past.
Happy new year!
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Jan 1, 2007 at 11:10 am
Much food for thought and also very beautiful both words and pictures.
Happy New Year to you Lorianne.
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Jan 2, 2007 at 2:42 am
quite beautiful: I love the texture of your words.
If Dogen had a camera, I am certain he would join you on the ice.
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Jan 2, 2007 at 3:17 am
Hi Lorianne,
I have a very similar shot taken at the Ashuelot river:
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Jan 2, 2007 at 9:57 am
Happy New Year, Lorianne! Thanks for your blog-it always helps me to appreciate the world, even when I’m feeling down.
Mary
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Jan 2, 2007 at 1:43 pm
Thanks for the gift of your gorgeous photos and words, Lorianne!
Have an abundant and peaceful New Year!
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Jan 2, 2007 at 1:45 pm
Fascinating pictures and rhythms, Lorianne. Thanks and a very happy new year to you.
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Jan 2, 2007 at 3:06 pm
Beautiful photos and thoughts, a fine start to the year!
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