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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Run Away... RUN AWAY!!!




The Illustration Friday word of the week is ESCAPE. I've been reading a lot of philosophy & psychology lately, especially the fiction & nonfiction works of Robert Anton Wilson. His main theory is that we create our own realities (which simultaneously overlaps & clashes with Ayn Rand's strict rules of objectivism.) While there are many areas of objectivism that I agree with- i.e., the meaning of life is to be happy, we should live honestly without guilt, and we should all do our very best (to scratch the surface,) I'm agreeing more and more with Wilson's view that the world is what me make it. Some of Rand's philosophy deals with this too, to a point. However, from Wilson's POV, we never actually experience the world, just the model our senses create inside of our minds. However, a model isn't the real thing, nor can it contain every aspect of the real thing.

For example, how do you explain a symphony (or Frank Zappa) to someone who has been deaf since birth? How do you even explain color to someone who is color-blind? If you were blind, and someone started screaming because a giant centipede had just bitten off their big toe, you wouldn't know the cause of the scream, just the effect. Now what if everyone's blind, and no one can explain it to you? If we only experience the model of the universe in our mind that our senses can build, isn't it possible that there are other things affecting the world that our limited senses can't perceive? (We know of many- radio waves, ultraviolet light, magnetism, etc.)

What the fuck does all this have to with escape, I hear you cry? I guess because this all centers around escaping from the reality tunnel others (our parents, church, society, employers) have created for us and creating our own. The model's in your mind- enjoy it!

-TTFN
Tony

31 comments:

Anonymous said...

The only Escape is through Death - like your dead man who's soul is escaping as fast as it possibly can };-}

Tony LaRocca said...

I like the way you capitalize Death, giving Him the traditional respect of godhood. I don't agree with you on that, but hey- it's your reality tunnel. ;) And where does death escape us to? What if we all died, and found out that it was JUST LIKE HERE, that you STILL had to have a job to exist, that you STILL had to get up at 5am to catch the bus, still had all the same ansgst, worries and needs. Who knows, maybe it's happened allready...

JacqueLynn said...

Tony, I know this week was escape, but I read what you wrote and I think you are back on last week's depth, way way deep. I enjoyed what you wrote, it's a lot to think about. I have not read those authors. I do think that your illustration is right to the point, we probably need to escape from what our mind has created more than anything surounding us. I like the rawness and power of the sketch. Jacque

Tony Sarrecchia... said...

I’ve always had a problem with the ‘our perception creates our reality’. Someone can perceive they are invincible, but a good smack with a Louisville Slugger will usually convince them that reality creates reality, not perceptions. Our perceptions will affect how we react to our reality—but they cannot create it.

Anyway…nice illo.

Tony LaRocca said...

Objective and Relative realities are true to a point. If you were convinced of your invincibility, you would MAKE it true- until the objective bat changed your mind. Try it. Convince yourself that you're invincible. Pretend. Live it out- as the method actors say, "fake it 'till you make it." Live you're life as if you're invincible. Let me know when you're there, & I'll send someone 'round with a baseball bat.

Toni said...

Gosh Tony you got us all thinking here.
I have to say I agree with what Tony said "Our perceptions will affect how we react to our reality—but they cannot create it." Now if we can learn to follow our heart and not our head we may not have to escape at all.
Thought provoking illustration!

Anonymous said...

Hah! How right I was about how close you are to Truth which you will only find in Death! Capitalised Death has NOTHING to do with godhood BUT using a capital for a name irrespective whether it is a HIM, IT or HER. Now I have BITTEN (perception creating reality), chewed and spat you out; you’re even closer to finding the Truth of Death and there is no Escape! By the way, why on Earth would you want such ugly, scratchy, pubic hair and body shape the day you die? };-}

Tony LaRocca said...

Believe me, if it were a self-portrait, it would be so hairy you might as well scibble over the whole thing. Out of curiosity, what do you suggest my pubes SHOULD look like when I die?

Anonymous said...

All art is a self portrait! I don't care to perceive your pubes whether dead or alive. Reality is what you think your pubes should look like. End of conversation and don't nibble ... you were BITTEN };-}

Tony LaRocca said...

True, all art- including writing- IS a self portrait. Your comments reveal an oral fixation, along with a folical complex. :)

carla said...

Oh boy...I don't know if i have the mental energy for this discussion today! Perception and reality has been the ongoing topic of discussion in my literature class...my students seem to just go around in circles on that one. At any rate, I think I'll stick to the art in itself. This is a really distiurbing image! To tell youthe truth, the first thing that came to mind was that guy in Total Recall who had the other person (the wise man) living inside his belly. Ugh! I do like your technique and the symbolism here...it's very powerful. And now...back to work.

Tony LaRocca said...

Thanks Carla- at least I didn't remind you of the chick in Total Recall that had 3 boobs! :)

Tony LaRocca said...

btw, Carla, what is your lit class reading that questions reality?

carla said...

I start the year with a unit of different narrative points of view using various short stories. I then have them read Chronicle of a Death Foretold (Marquez) followed by watching Rashomon (Kurosawa), and finishing with The Collector (Fowles). Oddly enough, this unit also included A Confederacy of Dunces (Toole) which was a summer reading assignment. After this, we head back to the good old Anglo-Saxon days for a little Grendel bashing!

And oh...I'm sure you'll manage to come up with something even more exciting than a tribreasted beauty!

steve said...

The subject matter you brought up here reminds me of an old H.G. Wells short story named 'The Valley of the Blind'.

It can be shocking and frustrating when you realize that the majority of people cannot or will not 'see' things from your perspective. It can even make you question your own motives and memories if you let it. Be true to yourself, and be honest to yourself. After all, if you can't trust your own instincts, why would you trust someone elses ? Instincts represent self-preservation, and that is quite personal.

Which brings me back to your illustration. I get the impression that the inner child is trying to come forth. Having an inner child is healthy and good. Glad you reminded me of that, Tony.
:-)

Anonymous said...

True, all art- including writing- IS a self portrait. Won't mention your comments on my image believing a teddy bear as male gentialia being ripped off and shredded with a cat's claws. Poor inner child };-}

Reverend Jim said...

We're already dead and in hell. I should know. I'm the guest of honor....

Tony LaRocca said...

Anon- ok, I'm glad you won't mention it...

Steve- yes, it's fun when people get caught up in their own perspectives. I've come to realize that it's quite all right if I don't convince anyone of anything.

BTW, I suppose my inner child is being delivered by cesarean.

Anonymous said...

Pleasure.
You're getting confused now about the difference between Birth and Death };-}

Tony LaRocca said...

Well, E=mc^2 means that matter & energy cannot be created or destroyed, so we're all immortal anyway. My inner child needs a diaper change.

Courtney Pippin-Mathur said...

Taking this away from death and childbirth (which brings you mighty close to a different plane of reality, mind you) how about Plato's cave allegory and it's take on reality? That is what popped into my head after reading your entry.

Tony LaRocca said...

(For those who want an extremely simplified version of Plato's Cave- imagine being chained in a cave with a fire behind you, and all you can see are shadows on the wall. The shadows are not the things themselves, but this is all your experience of the actual objects are.)

Instead, let's talk about Yoda's cave. Why would Yoda set up shop somewhere near an evil cave? Did he ever go into the cave himself? What did he see- sexy, nubile midgets, perhaps? As the little green guy said, the only thing in the cave is what you take with you.

Anonymous said...

Change yourself };-}

Aravis said...

The man in your illustration doesn't look very philosophical about what's happening to him. Nor for that matter does the Alien-like thing (inner thoughts/man) coming out of him. I suspect words might be exchanged there before all is said and done...

Tony LaRocca said...

Nah, Alien was a lot cuter than that. But what's so horrible about the inside of the host body that the escapee needs to get out so badly? Maybe it's smelly in there, with mice & spiders & creepy-crawly things running around

When my son was born by c-section, the doctors let me watch, & were happy to point out all her different innards to me. I told her that it's what's inside that counts- and now that I had seen her "inner beauty" I could never doubt it.

kg said...

looks awfully painful!! that man has a terrible expression on his face, and rightly so!

you know, i had wondered - are the colors i see the same as everyone else's? like, do my reds and green look to you the same as my blues and oranges? ah, well - that's as philosophical as i get, i'm afraid.

Tony LaRocca said...

I've always wondered that myself- I suppose it doesn't matter, as long as they fit into the equal places on the color wheel. For example, whatever you see as red and whatever you see as yellow still has to make whatever you see as orange. Colors are just our brain's way of representing the different wavelengths of light in the model it creates in our minds. If our eyes could pick up higer or lower wavelengths, we would see colors we cannot yet imagine.

Virginia Valle said...

Ouch painful drawing !! :D almost I felt on my chest1!Nice drawing :)

Virginia Valle said...

OHH yes for that reason my user name is AMIGA :)... I love that computer :)... it help me a lot with the 3d :)... I have a A4000,500 and 1200 :)... full equip
Yes, I know maybe I'm little freaking hehehehheh.......
Well the render is not with Amiga ...... made with a PC.. I like to use amiga in my relax moment...3d software for Amiga are not available and the Lw for Amiga is a old version!! :(,so sad..only for PC and Mac have the latest version ...
Lw was my first programm I learnt :D....

Amiga rulexxxxxxxxxxx :D

Tony LaRocca said...

My first Amiga 3d program was something called "Animate 4D" I think. And the wonderfull paint program that let you animate too... Deluxe Paint? (Of course, no one is following this conversation because the Blessed VirginiaJoe is responding to a comment I made on his Blog, but what the hell, its my blog and my conversations.

Virginia Valle said...

Ups in this moment I visited your blog I saw the conversation :) sorry!!!! Uhmm that name is not familiar maybe Sculpt4D???? :) Ye I know the deluxe paint and I still love that programma :DDD...Tony Today on my blog I posted one render with amiga 1200 :) was a competition ..in 1998 or 99 I dont remember is very old :D