COLORS OF WONDER: what could it be besides the colors nature is bestowing us with in order to let us wonder agape?
Probably all the colors passing by behind the eyes when complex and chromatic ensembles replace each other like layers, in form of sculptures, paintings, mosaics or installations, made out of leather, stone, wood, plastic, metal, fabric etc.?
This permanent change of inner art work, a fountain of youth for the phantasy, triggers off wonder in any case, astonishment, as well as the resulting perception of what one is apparently made of.
The accoustic splitting between melodion and some percussion instruments represents the inversion of a common pattern: here wonder is not an expression of excitement but rather pegged to a non-decreasing intensity. Therefore it´s colors are perhaps just the Beckett-like gradations of grey.
Nevertheless wonder refaces a lot of things. And something new can in turn lead to wonder.
Astonishment liberates, it´s free of thoughts and memory, the comparison: »but this reminds me of…« already is second-hand goods.
In any case the not-knowing fluoresces and appears in different colors.
But Colors of Wonder also means, at least for me as as passionate reader, all the facets of wonder literature is presenting and delighting us with, the wonder about how refined phantasy characters of different eras are woven together, inherited in permanent changing forms from writer to writer; the wonder about these dazzling coincidences you bump into as attentive reader.
Or you follow Zen master Boshan Wuyi (1575 - 1630): "Your whole being, inside and out, ist just one single mass of wondering..."
In case you are interested in more text and photos as well, you´ll find it here:
stimmgang.blogspot.com/2016/05/
Hier gibt es den Text auch in Deutsch.
And the text about I´M NOT A WORD is here:
stimmgang.blogspot.com/2016/06/