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i c e l a n d

Posted in architecture, art, beauty, iceland, landscape, light, lighthouse, mountains, scent, senses, symbology, time, travel, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on July 25, 2014 by dacarc

the alchemy of a place

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indescribable, dreamy, mystical, stunning, disorienting

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the visible elements:

lush green fields rolling under jagged peaks, washed in swaths of violet lupine

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stark glaciers falling into the ocean’s horizon

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endless lava deserts, blanketed in thick moss

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split chasms, cracked earth fissures

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photo by tim girvin

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milky blue lakes of steaming minerals, thrusting from deep underground

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heavy timber structures emerging, of the earth, stone-walled, turf sheltered

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rushing waterfalls, slicing over sheer rock mesas downward to the sea

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mist-shrouded peaks, veiled mysteries

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never-ending light, midnight sun

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standing stones, cairns, and rock-circles

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ice-shards, crystalline boulders streaming over black sand shores

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ancient codes, runes, and magical sigals

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bands of wild horses, roaming over lush green valleys

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the people, shielded by the powers of their natural island-world

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the invisible elements:

the scent of green, wet stone, salt-waters

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the desolation of no-where

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the absence of night

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no-time

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dark histories, volcanic destructions

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the chilled misted, crystalline air

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the heat of underground forces

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a place of mystery

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photo by tim girvin

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a magic place

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and the enduring strength of the people

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i c e l a n d

a journey in burma

Posted in architecture, beauty, burma, mountains, ruins, time, travel, Uncategorized on January 11, 2014 by dacarc

and fragrance pervades everywhere..

young monks - yangon monastery

young monks – yangon monastery

yangon roadside market

yangon roadside market

yangon river market

yangon river market

mudra

mudra

mirror mosaics

mirror mosaics

young nuns

young nuns

offerings - shwedagon pagoda, yangon

offerings – shwedagon pagoda, yangon

a visit with nuns, a village ceremony near mount popa

a visit with nuns, a village ceremony near mount popa

deeper in, to the kingdom of ngats – mountain spirits

and lush forests, rich in flowers, birds, creatures..

popa taungkalat monastery

popa taungkalat monastery

burmese text, etched in stone

burmese text, etched in stone

taungkalat monastery - 777 steps

taungkalat monastery – 777 steps

taungkalat monastery

taungkalat monastery

temple mosaics

temple mosaics

monastery near sale, near bagan

village monastery, near bagan

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greeting

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wood carved interiors

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ananda temple buddha - bagan

ananda temple buddha – bagan

a valley of temples, thousands of years, kingdoms of builders

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ananda temple walk

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mudra

old bagan

old bagan

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morning wander

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bagan ruins

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bagan valley at sunset

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bagan marketplace

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  sagaing hills in the mist – on the river to mandalay

up the river into the magical mists of mandalay

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stone carvers of mandalay

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powerful sacred site of an unfinished temple over and up the river

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a water world at lake inle

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and in the end, an intense  journey deeper back in time – to the remote region of mrauk U.

beauty and conflict, layered over time and culture – still, the grace of the people permeates the land,

in a magnetic force that will captivate all who journey there.

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curiosity

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peace

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sunset in the valley of mrauk u

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water lilies

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fish sellers in the market – mrauk u village

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mrauk u market

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still in the light

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young shop assistant

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burmese kingdom legacy

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mrauk u village – rich with kingdom architecture

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walking in ancient time

a journey that will take you out there, to the edge of no return

city of bridges

Posted in architecture, portland, time, Uncategorized on March 9, 2013 by dacarc

floating over the willamette, shuddering steel trusses

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steel bridge 1

trembling under trains, railcars, trucks, cars, bicycles, runners and walkers

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steel bridge 2

100 years of resonance – plates and bolts, straps and rails, pulsing synchronicity

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steel bridge 3

100 years of rain, sun, wind, ice, heat – tracing a history of time in steel

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steel bridge 4

steel bridge 5

steel bridge 5

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steel bridge 6

one, of eight, in this city of bridges – “bridgetown” – the defining structures of the city of portland

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burnside bridge 1

framing and connecting the city – east and west

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steel bridge 7

steel bridge 8

steel bridge 8

steel bridge 9

steel bridge 9

steel bridge 10

steel bridge 10

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beauty rediscovered, after decades past – seeing that,  just now

desert vision

Posted in beauty, desert, landscape, light, scent, senses, time, travel, trees, Uncategorized on December 9, 2012 by dacarc

“one breath of juniper smoke, like the perfume of sagebrush after rain, evokes in magical catalysis, like certain music, the space and light and clarity and piercing strangeness of the american west. long may it burn.”
― Edward AbbeyDesert Solitaire

buckskin gulch 1

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buckskin gulch 3

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buckskin gulch 4

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buckskin gulch 5

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drifting in red sands before the edge of the longest and deepest slot canyon, the landscape is full of magic. rock formations hold ancient petroglyphs, telling the story of the land and people that have lived here for thousands of years.

petroglyphs near buckskin gulch

petroglyphs near buckskin gulch

sandstone formations 1

sandstone formations 1

sandstone formations 2

sandstone formations 2

sandstone formations 3

sandstone formations 3

sandstone formations 4

sandstone formations 4

sandstone formations 5

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large swaths of this land were at the bottom of the ocean that divided the continent. now, it is rich with sage, juniper, scrub oak, and cacti – even moss.

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the colors, otherworldly – the designs of nature, striking.

desert cacti

desert cacti

desert flower

desert flower

desert seed

desert seed

desert cacti

desert cacti

flowering shrub

flowering shrub

climbing deep into the slot canyon, the temperature drops, shadows slide over liquid stone. echoes of the floods – walls of water and debris, their markings left as tree trunks and branches held by the narrow walls, high overhead.

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slot canyon 1

slot canyon 2

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slot canyon 3

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slot canyon 4

slot canyon 4

slot canyon 5

slot canyon 5

“men come and go, cities rise and fall, whole civilizations appear and disappear-the earth remains, slightly modified. the earth remains, and the heartbreaking beauty where there are no hearts to break….I sometimes choose to think, no doubt perversely, that man is a dream, thought an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun.”
― Edward AbbeyDesert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness

the stones

Posted in architecture, landscape, ruins, time, Uncategorized with tags on October 31, 2012 by dacarc

the wonder began, with the first lesson in the history of architecture

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culminating in this walk – into the circle, at sunset – just past the equinox

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sometime between 4 and 5 thousand years ago, how did they come to be..

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standing in waves of wind and rain, holding the heat of the sun, reflecting moonlight, for millennia

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what has happened, here — spiritual ritual, time-marking, sacrifice, burial..

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more wonder

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the stones are us, we are them – shaped by our hands, placed by our force

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they breathe, and watch the stars, clouds and moon arc across the sky

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what source

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the power of our being

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and theirs, these living stones

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a mystery

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time architecture – spain.6

Posted in architecture, energy, spain, time, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on January 26, 2012 by dacarc

i’ve considered the theory that time isn’t real – that it is simply our perceptive distance from the energy imprint of an event, a construct of our human condition that places us in this world in a way that we can comprehend, that it is simply a human limitation, not a reality.

the narrative time confluence that we frame our world and our lives around is simply a fabrication.

the concept of flow is interesting in it’s relationship to this reflection – that we are part of this flow, the vast confluence of an infinite number of occurrences, all interwoven – like an unfathomable cosmic river that we are dropped  into, in our present moment, and if we could simply swim upstream or leap downstream, we’d still be in that flow, just in a different place.

is that why those structures that manifest layers of imprints become magnetic to so many of us? why thousands or millions continue to be drawn to those places  – generation after generation?  is that where we can see this flow and sense the echo of those events that occur upstream or downstream? is that why we want to create that physical imprint – so that we can re-discover it, generations later? i wonder..

silence architecture – spain.3

Posted in architecture, dreams, light, memory, spain, time, Uncategorized on January 3, 2012 by dacarc

in the convents and monasteries of spain

the architecture speaks of silence

a shelter from the noise of life

for quiet reflection

for living in the silence of being

still