As a Designer and Illustrator, I am constantly asked to visualize both real life and fantasy subjects, but a couple of years ago, I was challenged to “depict the invisible real mind hidden to the mind itself”.
Though I’ve written a few thoughts on Mihaela’s challenge, my canvas remains rather blank with a few doodles around its edges. So if you have any thoughts on this, let me know.
As I’ve read that some mystics believe there’s a better life hidden within the one we see, I started to make a list of some difficult-to-see or just hard-to-see concepts:
One’s Own Autopilot
Another’s Emotional Heart
The Origins to All
Personal Genetic Window
Through Death’s Door
Thought Interference Patterns
Unknown’s Own Troubles
From that list, you may think I’ve been reading too much Kant but no, I’ve been writing poems with sketches that explore my understanding of Dementia:
Memory Lanes (@_Grant Pub. LPB. Dec.2019)
Fixed at birth,
For all they’re worth,
But as each births,
Some forgotten, fade away.”
My’n’D (@_Grant Pub. LPB. Jan.2019)
The can rims of the unseen beans
The countless tubes with miles of seams,
The ponds it takes to fill void’s whole
With foods to fuel the heart and soul.
The centre’s, left,
The middle’s, chewed.
The covering, lost,
Its bubble, brewed.
And now .. the now. And next. the … (@_Grant Pub. LPB. Jan.2019)
Streams of holding
Chords of harmony
Grapple passing flights ‘n’ fly-byes.