Feed your head they said—what does that
really mean? How can any time
be larger than now, more extreme
than here, this cosmic habitat?
Microscopic, yet infinite–
reflected, a mirrored convex
lens—adjust, open, refocus
your inner outer space—do you
need to follow white rabbits to
become unbounded—curious?
An espinela poem for Muri’s April Scavenger Hunt with vision as its subject, and following the NaPoWriMo prompt to write a poem that starts with a command. “Feed your head” was, somewhat strangely, the first command that popped into my mind (along with some Jefferson Airplane playing in the background), and fortuitously I had these cut up paintings from the Kick About prompt based on Marie Menken’s film “Lights”, which worked well with the words.
It’s all in context, perspective, how open your senses are to what surrounds you. What you notice. What notices you.
K. 
Brilliant. These circles definitely feed something in me.
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I’m glad! Thanks Manja.
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What a beautiful, vibrant image! The colours are so bright, but not aggressive. They invite inspection. Looking in or looking out? And what do they represent, if anything? Maybe just beauty.
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That’s enough I think. Thanks Jane.
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I think so 🙂
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I love your artwork, Kerfe. As for your poem, seeing as you asked [smile], although our world is so much smaller now with the internet, social media, and travel giving us access to all the secrets of the world, I think many of us are trapped in a time vortex that sucks us down and makes our lives and experiences narrower and narrower. I do think we need to make time to watch the cloud pictures and follow the white rabbit.
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That’s a good point Robbie. I was thinking more of people feeling they need something like psychedelics (as in the Jefferson Airplane song) in order to see the wonders of the world, but you could substitute the virtual drug too. We do need more direct experience without an intermediary and our senses offer plenty of ways to get it.
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I see many beautiful lenses in your art piece, Kerfe… they draw my eyes.
❤
David
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Thanks David. I had forgotten how much fun this prompt was. The best art includes playing.
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I don’t need to follow white rabbits, but we did hunt the Easter bunny over the weekend…
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Hope you found him!
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Almost!
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I think my head is well-nourished by my already over-active imagination. 😏 I feel like those beautiful, colored circles are 3D spheres. I’d like to roll them around in my hands.
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I would love to have them in 3-D myself. I think you are one of the already enlightened as well.
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Thank you. 💙
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Wonderful take on the prompt of vision!! It is all about perspective – always. I love the color and the sense that each circle is a microscopic field and a world unto itself! Put all together they become a dazzling universe of possibilities!! ❤
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I love your analysis Muri. Thanks!
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This reminds me of the TARDIS for some reason… I do happen to be one of those people who would follow a white rabbit wherever it takes me–but I agree, that particular journey is not necessary to become unbounded.🥰 I love what you said in your commentary: “It’s all in context, perspective, how open your senses are to what surrounds you. What you notice. What notices you.”💜🍃
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Thanks Romana. We spend far too much time not noticing (myself included)
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awesome art and poem, I love the layers in this 🙂
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Thanks Kate. Creating the layers was the best part.
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I bet, you do it so well 😉
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“What notices you” indeed! We spend a lot of time imagining the attention of others, as in human beings, but it’s interesting to think how other creatures see us. I feel some of that alien perspective in these shapes and colors and gaps.
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Exactly the feeling I was looking for. Thanks Sun.
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Kerfe, the images are arresting, goose-bump inducing, amazing.
and that word – ‘unbounded’ – sits in my mouth. it has a taste of silver, somehow, silvery grey. an odd sensation, that your poem and art makes words have the taste of color, the texture of smooth stone ~
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Thanks M. The original film played with color and light, and I tried to capture that in my art. It seems to be something we all respond to, yes, with sense rather than words.
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The image is so beautifully colourful, kind of psychedelic lights. But with Jefferson Airplane playing in the background, it had to happen! Also love where the song took you on the matter of perspective.
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Thanks Punam. That music of my youth is embedded in me.
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