ARTSENSE Acrylics Collection. n# 19.
This bacteria has a gargantuan appetite.
Acrylic on paper glued on hard wooden panel. Size: 17" x
22" (43 x 59 cm)
Nature.
Nature the Beautiful dream of romantics is not really romantic.
Survival is its primary concern. A little bear is so cute is it not,
but his mother has to kill to let him survive and we humans are no
better, even if we don't eat meat, we have to terminate the life of
those plants that we want to nourish us.
Human societies developed worldviews, made rules, built systems and
shaped cultures to soften the rule of nature in order to protect the
individuals so as to favor societal development. But along the
centuries our memories diluted and we developed many lofty thoughts far
from reality (nature). From whatever perspective we look at ourselves,
we cannot but recognize that our lofty thoughts do change nothing to
this basic reality that we are still animals who convert to the rules
of nature as soon as a cultural breakdown occurs. Contemporary examples
abound.
It seems to me that an honest assessment of our human condition should
thus be our first preoccupation. We are part of nature, we are one of
its components. But the rationality or the logic of capital led us to
believe that we are outside of nature that nature is at our disposal.
In other words, we live now in the illusion that our culture has
siphoned us out of nature and that it then should have bestowed on us
the shadow of the “ultimate mover”, god in
Aristotle's
speak.
Our illusions about what we are all about, that is one of my most
frightening thoughts. From those illusions we derive our barbarity. The
more we advance on the road of our development, the more living species
are eliminated from our earth, the more damages we inflict to
ourselves, the higher is becoming the probability that our actions are
preparing our own extinction.
What to say? Are we really so short-sighted?
Time has come to rediscover ourselves. We are components of nature.
Seen from far in the universe, we are no more than particles of dust
ported on the waves of life on earth.
Poets gave us images of ridicule behaviors. The frog who think too high
of himself, sucking air till he gets the size of a bull. We are good at
this kind of ridiculing those we think of as our inferiors but we don't
see the straw in our own eyes.