zanelle

zanelle
Location
Alpine, California, United States
Birthday
December 07
Bio
I am here in cyberspace trying to understand the true nature of reality. My artwork can be seen in the blog link below. http://suzannesmith0.wix.com/stucco-by-zanelle#!home/mainPage

MY RECENT POSTS

Zanelle's Links

MY LINKS
JANUARY 23, 2013 5:47AM

Fleshy Rocks

Rate: 8 Flag

014

                 What beautiful country I live in.  The rocks are very precariously placed in the landscape and it is interesting to document their lives.  How did they come to be scattered everywhere?  This group of rocks was especially interesting because they appeared fleshy.

    023

   There are no nerve endings in rocks.  They cannot feel my hand touching them and they must not know  I am interested in what they look like.  It is only their color that makes them look alive.  An illusion.

     024

  I couldn't help but stroke the smooth sides of these rocks and enjoy the fleshy tones.  If they were alive and spawning more copies of themselves to scatter on the hillside I wouldn't be surprised.  

025 

Oh, I know I am silly to antropomorphize rocks.  I have too much imagination.  However as soon as I found this collection of fleshy rocks I was happy.  It made me smile to go around photographing them and saying hello.  They didn't answer back.

   026

  Each rock had its own personality and look.  How they bounced around and jostled into position must have been a violent upheaval but now they are peaceful.  Each in its own space, not feeling crowded.  Just sitting there in fleshy wonder.  Not creating or thinking.  Just being.

  027

       Reflecting the sunshine and washed by the rain.  They will never grow bigger only smaller and more weathered.  It is a life of sorts.  Transforming to dust.  

    028

     When I looked closely at the folds and crevices I felt intimate with the rock.  The shapes and textures turned me on a little.  Sensual rocks.

    029

            Race and skin tone did not occur to me.   Each rock was its own species and the fleshy feel was more of a body stripped of skin, exposed with a rawness that only nature can display.

     030

      This rock looked like a burn victim.  It must have been through hell and now had a well deserved rest on this beautiful hillside.  I felt compassion.  It could not possibly have felt anything for me.  No feelings. Just a rock.

   034

     This big crack in the rock looked painful.   There is no pain in being a rock.  They just are.  That is not a blood color oozing out of the fleshy rock.  There is no blood or guts.  Rocks just are.  They do crack and separate tho.  They do die and disappear eventually.

    035

     If I visit these rocks again will they remember me? No.  I did not register a bleep on their existence.  My life means nothing to them.  They are not alive and yet....they seem to have a presense.  They seem to know things.

  039

   Next time I visit them I will see some changes and I will be changed.  The life of a rock on this hillside seems idylic to me.  Calm and peaceful, they sit with only the illusion of flesh.  I felt love for them.

Your tags:

TIP:

Enter the amount, and click "Tip" to submit!
Recipient's email address:
Personal message (optional):

Your email address:

Comments

Type your comment below:
I love the idea of "fleshy" rocks. I recall hearing reading about many people who do people that we often have incarnations as rocks etc.
So very interesting. When I opened the essay I just said.....oooooh. Nice job Zanelle. You see things that others do not. I think these are frame worthy. Large.
I never thought about that but very good description.. and thoughts.
HUGGGGGGGGGGG
Beautiful, gorgeous photos. You have such an eye and a beautiful spirit.
I thought you were referring to Fleshy the Cat in the Monty comic strip, saying "Fleshy Rocks!"
I think they know, feel and you captured them beautifully...
Great pics and a great post. I imagine a massive beast, lying just under the surface, waiting to come out....
You made it so beautiful, Z; well done. R
Z, Were you stoned when you did this? Just kidding. You right about the tonality here ..oh so fleshy and wonderful.