Sometimes the simplest art can have the most profound implications. Take this graffiti, for instance. Or leave it.
Either way it’s still just simple lines that could represent almost anything: a horizon, the stock market, a cardiogram on the fritz, a nervous rainbow, a shoreline, a trail, wrinkles, a wrinkle in time, the threads of time, the unraveling of an idea, or the raveling of one. I often hear about things unraveling but I’d rather do some raveling. That’s just the way I am—I’ve always been a ravel rouser, but that’s another story. The lines could be borders or boundaries which are, after all, just lines on a map. Consider this amazing map of Australia’s railroads:
It’s amazing to me there’s a railroad to Tasmania since Tasmania is an island. I assume it’s reached by a viaduct, but viaduct? Why not a goose? That’s a question I’ll leave to someone else.
Australia’s rail lines really aren’t that straight even though geometry tells us the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, and yet space is curved, which means if you set out from any point and travel long enough you’ll eventually come back to where you started. I’m sure I’m circling a point right now but since I didn’t start from one it doesn’t look like I’m going anywhere.
It kind of reminds me of that scene in The Holy Grail where the fella carved out his dying scream in the cave wall as the beast attacked. 😉
Ah yes, the terrible black beast of Aaaagh. Fortunately the animator suffered a fatal heart attack, which is one of the funniest parts of that film, and that’s really saying something. One of my first graffiti posts was about someone whose inspiration obviously failed and I still can’t believe I didn’t think of the final resting place of the Holy Grail in the Castle of Aaagh.
That’s a pretty incredible train system! Looks like it takes you to more places than our Via system does–we were able to take the train all the way out West, but it doesn’t go out East for some reason!
Wait, you have a train that goes West but doesn’t go East? That’s bonkers. It reminds me of the novel of Charlie & The Chocolate Factory, though, and how Mr. Wonka had two glass elevators and when he and Charlie were riding in one he’d always say, “I hope we don’t run into the other elevator that runs along this same track in the opposite direction.”
You’re always going somewhere, Chris, and I’m glad to go with you.
I’m glad to have you join me on this funny ride we know as life.