
O lady of the depths,
what are you doing at the surface,
attentive to all that passes
watching the clock at my hour?
what obscure deliverance
do you ask my alliance?
O you, always ready to end,
you would like to hold me back
on the very edge of abyss
Of which you are the strange summit.
———Katinka Matson‘s Flower work
“”For past several years she has experimented with a non-photographic technique for creating images by utilizing input through the flatbed CCD scanner. No camera or lenses are used. The process involves scanning flowers and other natural objects on an open-top scanner from underneath the objects with a slo-moving sensor. This technique allows for unusual opportunities to explore new ideas involving light, time, and rhythm.””




I am mesmorized by the poetry, the art, and the linkage.
By: Jim Hansen on May 1, 2010
at 2:36 pm
I’m not sure what the poem “means” but it’s intriguing. Perhaps what one projects onto this enigma is revealing, to one’s self. Worth pondering.
By: Doreen on May 15, 2010
at 3:11 pm
The poem remembers to Persephone, the lady of the dephths, raped to the infraworld.
By: Nelson Ferreira on May 16, 2010
at 1:02 pm