In this post I want you to bring part 10 of my latest project (for those who missed out on part 1, more info at the bottom of this post). If you want to hear the audio, just click on the image (duration 135 sec).
The great Green Tsar (by Pushkin?)
In Dystopia issued a mighty tsar
A solemn birth-control decree:
The country, plagued by famine and by war
Overpopulated by way too far
was to heed a one-child policy.
He calculated the amount of fertile ground
his country disposed of all year round:
he increased the farms with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many fruit-bearing trees;
Restored the forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greeneries.
But oh! that practical chasm which slanted
People from the grey cities towards the farms´ cloister!
A savage place! Drudgery and descanted
As ever beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty reform momentum was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments said Neptune hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the threshers´ flail:
And ‘mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult into Neptune’s´ ocean:
And ‘mid this tumult, Dystopia heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
Neptune forged a sound advice,
And sent it from his caves of ice.
A god with a three-pronged spear
Was the vision they saw:
It was Neptune in battle gear,
And with his trident he displayed,
The fleet of mighty Mythopia.
And he sang to them
His symphony and song,
“It would my delight to humble them”
With music loud and long,
They build that fleet with flair,
Dystopias´ fleet, wrought in those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
Their flashing planes, their floating heir!
Weave a circle around stagnation,
And fill their enemies with holy dread,
For Neptune has Dystopia fed,
with the inspiration of acceleration
My latest project concerns itself with a multimedia installation that consists of a rotating rhombicuboctahedron that is suspended in a magnetic field. The twelve square faces of the rhombicuboctahedron are carrying an image that represents the mythological aspects of the main celestial bodies that make our planetary system. While the installation makes every two minutes a turn to bring another planet in focus, a melody is played that consists of a classical music tune that is derived from the electromagnetic waves emitted by this particular celestial body mixed with a poem that refers to a specific phase that occurs in every civilization cycle with a reference to the classic European mythology that backs it up. The installation measures about 3 meters over 3 meter. The concept of this installation is founded upon the idea of how the cyclical nature of a multitude of phenomena mirrors circulatory cosmological and biological patterns.
Shaharee Vyaas 