A King’s Matter

king at salaam boutique

King of Salaam

sensual king
a king’s matter

sacrifice the ego

the king’s chair

heads on table

heads of state

double headed
by the king’s side

sacrifice of the ego

hanging heads

 

to be headed

head features

kingliness

inside Salaam Boutique-King’s fabric-male and floral reproductive systems

 

 

KINGLINESS…

 

by Sam TK

Kingliness is the beginning to a larger art installation that examines the myths and roles of sacred ancient Kings. The King hero is a model of a behavioral code that exists in all of us as a kind of ruler or director of operations. He/She (Queen) is associated with how we manage power inside and outside of ourselves. Royalty of this kind is not be identified with, rather we align ourselves to their positive energy. When our egos seek to dominate over someone, community or land’ our sacred ruler in its healthiest state of being influences benevolently. Harmony flows as we act in accord with our environment. If our sovereignty falls ill with grandiosity then chaos ensues, our communities and earth become a wasteland. Thus the dark ruler in us as legends teach us necessitates transformation towards humility, wholeness and knowledge of ordinary life.

Kingliness is my inner image of a king- a mythic perspective of male identity and one that seeks to bring forth a sensual, elegant, masterful energy in our physical and psychological selves. His energy expression is not of a patriarchal order for he cares not to lord over others or destroy that of our environment.

I have hand silkscreened imagery on fine silk/cotton of male and floral reproductive systems. They are interwoven into primordial patterns; a mix of biology, and botany in textile production.

Weaving the human with the patterns of nature roots us with the lush and fecund earth, in our hearts and imaginations.

 

 


THE HOLY TRINITY- TEA, HEARTS & THE IMPULSIVE DENDRITE PART 2

biology and fashion

Wearable jewellery

The crawling vein journeying on top of skin.

Looking at the photos above of wearable jewelry we are taken beyond adornment. We see the flesh of humans as a surface to grow upon or slither across, a skin and object symbiosis, where both enter into a co-creative relationship, mutually satisfying.

DENDRITES, dendritus, dendy-itis...the art of the dendrite.

 Fashion and Biology 

I love to make visual connections between distant ‘matter’ whether  ideas, things, places or states of being.  But when the ‘matter’ leads to underlying concepts I am absolutely thrilled about the tangential connections I travel on. Speaking of connections and tangent like things lets witness the activity of a dendrite, its physicality, and purpose inside and outside of our body.

dendrites of a neuron

parts to a neuron

 

Dendrites are branched tree extensions receiving electrical stimulation or impulses from other neurons. They transmit information at synapses between two nerve cells. They facilitate communication in the nervous system.

 What does this have to do with fashion? The incredible thing about fashion and other creative contexts is that the designer can explore from every possible discipline and any frontier. Let me take you through some possibilities. Below is an obvious one. Nerves and their dendrite affiliations silkscreened onto ties.

  • Neuron in Fashion

    Neuron-o-mania

     Biological references in clothing flow poetically in the imagery below.

    Amoeboid fashion

    Anna Holvik -Cellular fashion

    Layers, membranes and cellular activity keeping us together. Biological systems revealing as exteriors, clothing becomes a shelter keeping both inner and outer worlds together harmoniously.

    human membrane in fashion

    Anna Holvik myelin sheath

      Anna Holvik’s cloth transparencies above make me think of the myelin sheath of an axon. Totally cellular.

    inside goes outside

    Schilder & Korintenberg photography

    I am taken by this photograph. Is it a splash of liquid frozen in a moment of time? It too reveals the inner cellular and membrane composition hitting the solid and serene exterior of human skin. One can see a startling contrast of chaos and order in a larger mystery.

    dendrite image in color micrograph

  • Thomas Deerinck dendrite imagery- microscopic pathways in glorious color

Spiny dendrites and the hippocampal pyramidal neuron.

Dendrites in the body

Dendrites can be smooth tapering branches of neurons or the neurons can have dendrites that enlarge  at the ends in varying ways. I keep thinking of stuffed non descript toys. Perhaps it is time to make some long dendritic pillows that span a king size bed.

dendrites and axons

Dendrites and Neurons

When we look at neurons that exist inside our body on a Petri dish this is what we might see. The dendrites are green, the axons are blue and synapses are the red spots which engage between axons and dendrites. More info here: http://connectomethebook.com/?portfolio=axons-and-dendrites

But as you know dendrite activity is way more complex than this. My intention here is to communicate that deep humility can reside in scientific inquiry, it comes from seeing, feeling and being the beauty in Nature, of what is. Art, fashion, literature  and other design disciplines express this endlessly. Humans are inextricably linked to the wonder-filled complexities of living on earth. We aren’t separate from one another. We share the same breath with the earth.

The following video explains the longing of a dendrite.

 FIND ME A DENDRITE

DENDRITE PATTERNS

MARBLED MUSINGS

textile as liquid, in flux, morphing contemplation

dendrite activity

dendrite weathering

 

Dendrites form on rocky surfaces when weatherization has occurred through the release of ions from minerals.

Dendrites are a part of us and all around us.

I leave you with this poem

BLOSSOM

A blossom’s beauty hangs in glory

Trampled by the souls of men

Truth be seen, yet for a moment

This offering has come and past

Her velvet dress swayed motionless

To the dance that

He began Rhythm filled like dendrite drums

Chorus coupled; man and beast

In falling moments she lay in peace

Forgotten from the one she loves?

by Manny Galvan