The Microscope as Surealist Painter
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Re: The Microscope as Surealist Painter
You're like the Jean-Paul Riopelle of microscopy. Nice work, keep it up
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Thanks Sir.
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Hi and welcome, Don, beautiful images. For me, that top images strongly evokes an apple orchard in total destruction from fire, theres the ground fires, the already cindered trees with plump baked apples, and the swirls of smoke with some indication of wind gusts. Thanks for your mycological 'eye candy'. Apt that you pair 'fruiting molds' with the word apocalypse...so much world famine and death caused by fungi...perhaps fungi are setting a balance earth needs when mono crop cultivations push far beyond sustainable non-till crop agriculture? Today is Earth Day, I'll calm down now. thanks and welcome to this forum, Don. charlie guevara, finger lakes, US
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Thanks for your outburst of creative critique. Nice to meet you.
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HI Don - I posted an article on Science & Art that you might find of interest.
http://www.microscopy-uk.org.uk/mag/art ... ce-Art.pdf
Cheers
RB
http://www.microscopy-uk.org.uk/mag/art ... ce-Art.pdf
Cheers
RB
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Very impressive! I agree with you completely. The beautiful thing about art originating out of microscopy is that it is depicting the real world in a way that casual observers never see it.
The Texture on a Fly's Thigh
The world
the days of the world
carry me further away
from the habitual and the friendly,
I brush through a nether world,
not often thought about,
never dreamed about,
a nobody cares world,
an oddness.
I experiment with dark field
and illumination from an artificial sun
where the star in the sky never shines,
and find texture on a fly's thigh
I never realized.
Far away.
Cactus Cells
I can understand
how the sea was in it
although it clearly
did something to the ocean
before grabbing it, bloating
in its bag. What does it
hold the ocean in? How do its
tiny belly bubbles shine?
The Texture on a Fly's Thigh
The world
the days of the world
carry me further away
from the habitual and the friendly,
I brush through a nether world,
not often thought about,
never dreamed about,
a nobody cares world,
an oddness.
I experiment with dark field
and illumination from an artificial sun
where the star in the sky never shines,
and find texture on a fly's thigh
I never realized.
Far away.
Cactus Cells
I can understand
how the sea was in it
although it clearly
did something to the ocean
before grabbing it, bloating
in its bag. What does it
hold the ocean in? How do its
tiny belly bubbles shine?