This image is one of those images that in this precise moment immediately made sense to me. I just look at it and there it is. A perfect image of that nonverbal something that is going on, and you cannot really put your finger on what it is. Its meaning just hits you. And at the same time, it brings back many years of working in the presence of modern art in my head, and I realise just how far off the collective mind is from its metaphysical source. There is this great expression of confusion and turmoil searching for meaning in modern art. But in this image, there is no confusion, it is the ascending essence of male potentiality turning itself into a psychic substance by leaving matter. What a great find!
