Months of the year are
arranged (in my mind) around an oval with permanent positions. The months themselves do not move. I see January in the center at the bottom of the oval which is spatially closest to me; the other months are arranged in a
direction so that February (which is light green) is to the immediate
right and a little higher than January (pinkish white) while December (royal blue) is to the left of January and slightly lower. At the top of the oval are August, July and June and so
forth. Each month has a unique shape and size. To learn more about how I see time, click under the image "Weekends Are Taller Than Weekdays" and visit my blog.
I watched the water until I felt the pink turn to satin against my skin. I watched the circles of color dilate and contract, form and reform until I felt myself become one with that motion. Only then -- when I was free of thought -- did I snap the shutter. A few days later, I saw a painting that reminded me of my new image, on an archetypal level anyway. When I discovered that the painter was Wassily Kandinsky, I wondered if he had same kind of synesthesia I have.
Texture is one of the signals I rely on when I take my pictures. If what I am looking at produces a sensation of silk or satin against my skin, e.g., I know it is a take although that kind of knowing has nothing to do with knowing in the usual sense. It is an intuitive knowing, a felt awareness that is brought to my attention by my synesthetic responses. To see more examples of texture-inspired images, please visit my Texture and Touch gallery.