Two Shapes by Chipka
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What do you call something like that? Or like the thing beside it?
I find myself asking questions such as these on a regular basis: especially when I know what something is called, at least in English. I ask such questions because in contemplating their answers, I discover amazing things. I never really stopped to consider those questions with apples and pears, but apples and pears have existed (for quite some times) at the core of my consciousness. I've noticed that in many examples of my art, such fruits appear. Apples. Pears...or at least pear-shaped aliens Pulpy things with seeds in the middles. Sweet things. Mysteries that are not nudes, viols, or bottles...things that resemble nothing else.
I thought of that as I looked at this image.
An apple.
A pear.
It would seem so simple, and yet I find myself (as I write this, at least) wondering what those names mean, and what (if these things could talk) would they call themselves. Such questions fascinate me, because such questions often lead to the emotional cores of the stories that I write. In various tales, I've questioned the meanings of such words as "snow" or "human" or even "bug." And as I looked at this image, I questioned the meaning of "fruit." We all know that fruits are what remain of flowers once the flower cycle is complete, but beyond that, what are they? What is the existential core of fruitiness?
I can't say that I have an easy answer to that question, but it's a fun one to ask. It was a fun question to play around with as I tweaked contrast levels and saturation levels. It was a question that might find its way into a future story. Or not. At any rate, it's a part of this image.
These existential-rumination-inducing fruits once belonged to Corey. I say "once" because they're gone, now. They've been eaten. They've been digested and rendered into fertilizer. I suspect that such a process is also intrinsic to fruitiness, which probably explains why we have an instinctive reaction to edible fruits and a completely different and equally instinctive action to non-edible fruits. This raises more questions, but I suspect I'll have to wait until later to ask them. Instead, I'll just be happy to post this.
As always, thank you for viewing, reading, and commenting, and I apologize in advance for the possible trigger of abstract trances centered on the fruity nature of...well...tasty round things.
Comments (17)
Faemike55
very cool photo and interesting narrative/commentary
MagikUnicorn
Neat shot and idea I like the Halley's comet form on the left and Earth form (without water) on the right ;-) Love it
durleybeachbum
I wonder if Courbet or Cezanne had the same ruminations. Something quite Dutch about this image.
beachzz
You do these so very well. Simple, elegant and quite tasty!!
kgb224
Superb capture my friend. God Bless.
MrsLubner
Outstanding!
flavia49
cool
MrsRatbag
A timeless image, Chip, and interesting rumination...
sandra46
SUPERB IMAGE!
auntietk
At the simplest level ... I would have chosen to eat the pear. :)
bmac62
Thank goodness you haven't given into the "horrible banana";-) I like your image lots...simple, fruity and thought provoking.
RodS
Very nice!
anahata.c
you can always tell the 'core' nature of a word if its roots mean the same as its current incarnation...meaning, if the root of "fruit" means "fruit," we know it's a core word in all languages. (No pun on "core," btw, though it does fit...) If we look at the root of "cloister," for example, we find the same root as the root for "close," "closet," "enclosed," etc, where the root has a more basic meaning than its derivatives. But the roots of apple or even fruit mean "appl" or "fruit"---that's it. End of story...Like 'mother' or 'father' or 'son', it's just basic stuff. So these words are core words. No earlier meanings...But what the apple would call itself? Ie, the "inner name," its "essence"? That's a whole other matter. Maybe you know that the original 'mantra' wasn't just a sound, but the essence of the thing named, placed INTO sound. In other words, if you could place the inner patterns of fire into a sound, that would be its mantra. So (this is wild), by evoking a true mantra, you evoke the essence of the thing or quality itself. So (by extension), if you repeat the mantra for "fire" enough, you can create fire, according to those old yogis. Now I don't know if anyone's actually done, but it would be great to try. (I wrote a tale where a guy took back the mantra for everyone and everything around him, until just one guy was left in the universe, and he shouted, HEY! And the yogi said, "oh---sorry". This is why I don't have a nobel prize in literature, btw...) (the ending needs work...) But that's naming at the core level. Anyway, it's a wonderful simple image, and I agree with Andrea that this feels very Dutch. It's a fine essential photo, partly because of your uncanny sense of light and highlight and shade, and partly because you captured both fruits in perfect separation, as if they were truly two complete entities or characters. And you cropped your shot in just the right places, too. A delightful image, I really like the image, you can do things with the simplest subjects and somehow get their essences in a single moment. And you give it one of your typically musical musings to go with it. And it's wonderful Corey ate these things, because 1) he's a dear friend and it gives the image a very personal touch, and 2) he has "core" in his name! (Corey doesn't mean "core," I think, but it's still a great coincidence.) Chip I only have time for one image per gallery tonight, for which I apologize as I want to do more of yours (and you gave me such gems of comments on mine, for which I'm deeply grateful). But for now I'll at least give my bow and gratitude for this one, for the beautiful image as well as for your usual beautiful musings. And you probably know, btw, that the pear was a symbol for pregnancy in Western art, used in a sexist way, in many instances but still imitative of the pear-like shape of the pregnant stomach. In fact some painters tried to imitate the pear when painting a woman's stomach. And the apple---well you know better than I, I'm sure, the many symbols that poor little fruit has had to bear through the ages. (The red helps too.) Wonderful image and words, as always. And I hope this summer is treating you well, despite the overwhelming heat...
nikolais
basic shapes, basic curves and colors... I am always amazed at your talent of linking the word and the image, Chip! Guess you should treat Mark as your brother-in-arms.
icerian
Well seen my friend, nature is a good "witch" making miracles.
PREECHER
beautiful still of lovely apple and a pear...fruits of life that sustain us as you stated you consumed this...a cycle...a natural cycle...excellent shot and thank you so much for your comments and communications... have a wonderful day...hope things aren't as hot in windy city as here... those fruits look very refreshing and enticing...especially if they are 'cold'...i long for the cold... chills and thrills
LovelyPoetess
Yum! "Mouth-watering" comes to mind when seeing such a luscious image. Excuse me now while I go raid the fridge for juicy sweet edibles...