http://www.akalranch.com/2009/10/twitter-mailart/ Family, Spirit, Spanish Mustangs ... Sun, 05 Sep 2010 14:15:48 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://www.akalranch.com/2009/10/twitter-mailart/comment-page-1/#comment-4702 Simrat Fri, 09 Oct 2009 05:14:50 +0000 http://www.akalranch.com/?p=2137#comment-4702 If you take it to another level, time is only one more construct that we use to define ourselves. It is sometimes even more restrictive feeling than space and matter. These days, especially so... I am glad that #30 is being enjoyed. It was one of two extras that I made. The other I mailed to myself... If you take it to another level, time is only one more construct that we use to define ourselves. It is sometimes even more restrictive feeling than space and matter. These days, especially so… I am glad that #30 is being enjoyed. It was one of two extras that I made. The other I mailed to myself…

]]> http://www.akalranch.com/2009/10/twitter-mailart/comment-page-1/#comment-4701 Amy Jo Fri, 09 Oct 2009 03:22:37 +0000 http://www.akalranch.com/?p=2137#comment-4701 I personally love Dream State #30. I have it wrapped around a tall, pink candle and wrapped in barbed wire (around Dream State #30 and the candle) that I found in the pasture. It seems quite subliminal, my response to this gorgeous piece, but I think I am feeling restricted by time, as if time is a finite beginning and ending (which it is not as the hours in a day are truly only a way to define a measurement for us). To wrap the piece around pink and warmth makes it safe and protected. The human shines and is warm, but is held captive by whatever restrictions we, ourselves, place on it. Thank you, Simrat, for including me in this amazing journey. I personally love Dream State #30. I have it wrapped around a tall, pink candle and wrapped in barbed wire (around Dream State #30 and the candle) that I found in the pasture. It seems quite subliminal, my response to this gorgeous piece, but I think I am feeling restricted by time, as if time is a finite beginning and ending (which it is not as the hours in a day are truly only a way to define a measurement for us). To wrap the piece around pink and warmth makes it safe and protected. The human shines and is warm, but is held captive by whatever restrictions we, ourselves, place on it. Thank you, Simrat, for including me in this amazing journey.

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