Monday, August 7, 2017

visual field

Lohbado paused to enjoy shapes, lines, colours and textures of the visual field. What are you looking at right now? It's easy to drift along in a blur, barely noticing things. Or if one notices, one might apply a word, without really looking at what's in front of the eye... oh, brick chimney, phone pole, power lines, clouds, buildings, huh, whatever. What's so special about a bunch of power lines or a brick wall?

Well, to quote William Carlos Williams poem, The Red Wheelbarrow: "So much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens."

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