Open Thread – Battle
Well… what to say.
The brain is full. The heart is heavy. It’s been a challenging week.
On the upside, the governor’s new oil tax plan appears to be headed for the rocks. And the Anchorage Daily News in its article on the bill has honored me with the title “one blogger.”
One blogger compared the committee action to a rumble at a hockey game, and concluded the senators were winning, big time.
Pretty fancy, huh?
On the downside, the botched Anchorage election appears to be headed for a potential whitewashing. The only way to assure one is to give up. And so we march ahead. Linda Kellen Biegel and I just got out of a five hour Assembly meeting where the activity of the night was sitting back and actually watching the souls get sucked out of the bodies of the audience. So basically it was either lie in bed staring at the ceiling and listening to my teeth grind, or do a little surfing of non-political subjects.
While I was sliding around the series of tubes, I thought I’d check in on one of my favorite conceptual photographers, Dave Nitsche who always has an interesting way of viewing the world. He’s got a great talent for taking a complicated feelings, and with the help of marbles, eggs, syringes, glassware, and whatever else he has in his trunk of goodies, coming up with the perfect way to express it.
The first one I came to was his latest. It’s called “Battle.”
Of course it is.
And so, unbidden, my feelings of the day were projected for me right there on the screen. I, of course, am represented in this magnum opus as the wheel cleaner. There is a hopeful aspect of this seemingly impossible predicament – the fact that there is something the apparent victim can do. It can spray.
This will do one of two things:
1) Extinguish the torch
2) Cause a colossal explosion
Sounds good to me.