Visions
Statement ~ Personal
For those who ever question.
For those that wonder more.
For those that wish to glean
Shape from facet's gleam.
Vision; The First
Earth ~ Create
So often Art of any bent is born the same as many mortals:
Terror, awe, joy, praise -- only to be left the quiet shrug.
What now?
What next?
Why in the first place?
This entity –
This electric avatar –
This alchemy –
It is a challenge to that shrug.
It is a vision of the seed,
Cast hopeful wild,
And the yearning to see it blossom sturdy succulent.
Vision; The Second
Fire ~ Craft
To treat a thing as true is to give it shape.
With that comes the fealty of respect.
Guardians can grow and learn,
But neither ever to be done too lightly.
The vision of fire strips and tempers.
The crucible leaves behind both worth and warning.
The Mad Hattam L.L.C. is the bone to be found beneath the ash.
It is candle warmth, guiding light, flicker passion, and lighter’s duty all aglow.
Vision; The Third
Air ~ Cast
Nothing is ever done alone.
All that breathes owes its exchange to a pair of others somewhere down the line.
To forget that is to invite the endless lonely night.
While the photo-poetry work featured for sale on this website is fruitful collaboration between the words of N. L. H. Hattam, the photography of K. Hattam & the largess of the Creative Commons content donators --
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There is a vision of the rolling mist & sweeping breeze.
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It is hard to define exact,
Just as corked bottles are often presumed empty when transparent.
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A vessel is less prized for its shape
Than its capacity for filling.
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If any others believe they too can hint the scent of Lilac on a restless wind
Please feel free to give wordy shape to future collaboration,
However most convenient.
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Vision; The Fourth
Water ~ Cure
These are all visions crawled from out a need
To be recognized and, with it,
The chance for survival with gifts most prominent.
That river of salvation need not be so high to cleanse a single soul though.
There is much potential for relief in soothing ocean’s vision
To find its way to those shores that left a desperate need unheard.
Donations and multifaceted giving shines pearlescent in this vision.
Check back here & through the journal to see the ways that stream may ford
As droplets coalesce.
Vision; Final
Vision; Ever New
Spirit ~ Circle
There is never time or room enough to describe all things.
These are only dreams,
Human dreaming butterfly and its mirror.
As this project grows so too will their scope.
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The ultimate vision is to find a way to make Art material.
Not just for its own sake.
The uncoupling of publication from physical paper opens doors.
Many such doors only give way to more empty space.
The guiding vision is simple:
If Art is of importance, then its crafters are as well.
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The form that will take to extend such visions to others is still murky.
Co-visions are welcome in that endeavor.
Thank you for your time & interest.