Reading Beneath the ‘Faces’: Serge Anton’s Photography and the Non-Local Discreetness of Each Moments

Tonpa Shenrab Miwo Bon Monastery Nepal

Tonpa Shenrab Miwo, Triten Norbutse (Bon) Monastery, Nepal, photograph by Joy Roy Choudhury

Sometimes I do wonder what makes a photograph so fascinating. Is it the observed or the capture, or, the technology used to observe the observed, or, something hidden beneath the observed that it brings out, some recurrent pattern or archetype that gives the photograph something to stand out from the clutter of objects in our every day life. Does the photograph throw any light on the mind of the photographer? Does it tell anything about his level of perception, as he is the one who is choosing the subject of his photography? Adding another perspective to it, does the photograph hold a key or passport to eternity? Lets look into it. If the photograph captures a moment or say a decisive moment, then we are talking about a precise fragment of space-time which is discreet or can be called a quanta. Instead of thinking about the linearity of time because our neural networking is conditioned that way, we can think about discontinuous moments and there are infinitesimal gaps in between these moments. At the subquantum level, these are interference patterns of wave fronts which are captured in the photograph. Through the photograph is a presence because our brains are Fourier analyzing the wave forms, they are  in fact frequencies which have their origin not at the manifested level of reality but at the implicate level which is the quantum potential. Out of that quantum potential, the photographer is able to manifest one aspect of it in a kind of coordinated movement (also called Holomovement by David Bohm). What does it then tell about the photograph? Though the photograph is a local thing-event, but, what is fundamental is the deeper reality behind it, not, time but the timeless that it represents. That is possible because the photographer is a witness or observer- he is not adding anything to reality. He just capturing “things as they are”. And these discreet ”thing-events” (ji) are like mirrors reflecting each other ad infinitum creating an orchestrated dance like billions of jewels in a necklace each reflecting each other and thereby creating an entire ensemble through mutual interpenetration. Each jewel or dew drop reflects the whole (though of lower resolution) and is a passport to the timeless and the eternal.

The Face Is The Mirror Of The Soul – Serge Anton

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I would like all of you to have a look at Serge’s work, these faces capture the timeless frozen in time. The observer’s consciousness have archived those beautiful moments that capture the essence of existence and bliss. This is what reality is all about – at both levels, the manifested biological level of physical forms, and, at a deeper fundamental level of subquantum reality, the level of the formless or the unmanifest which is more fundamental.  It is the TAO or the Brahman Or the Void which manifests our individuality out of love and compassion (karuna), and if you use the great wisdom or ”maha-prajna” then everything goes back into the timeless as possibilities in consciousness, into the formless undifferentiated, unborn Self which you verily are -”Tat Tvam Asi” (That Thou Art). Here, the photographer is the SEER, the witness, all-pervasive, perfect, non-dual, free, intelligent, action-less, desire-less, unattached and serene – that is the true nature of the Self. The moment photographed is the beautiful tapestry of wordless silence, each face having its own narrative which reflects all other narratives – faces reflecting each other and resembling the whole, the ensemble in a synergistic dance that comes from “the empty theater and empty circus and empty universe
ready to accommodate any act and any audience”. (Buckminster Fuller on Vector Equilibrium)

So, you can take a look at Serge Anton’s work from his book Faces by Lannoo Publishers and enjoy every discreet moment.

FACES from Lannoo Publishers is an exquisitely designed book of beautiful portraits taken by internationally renowned photographer, Serge Anton. Each portrait has been photographed on Anton’s countless travels in Africa and Asia over the last 30 years.

Each portrait tells wordless stories, as they reveal a certain resemblance in the exotic faces of faraway cultures- details in their eyes and wrinkles that seem to reflect the wisdom of lifetimes. There is no text to explain each portrait as Anton wants readers to be intrigued by the portrait no matter where, how or when it was taken.

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For More Information on Serge Anton’s work, pls get in touch with

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CAROL LEGGETT PUBLIC RELATIONS

39 West 14th Street Suite 405

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(212) 727-2155

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Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets, London

 

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Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets

-J

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From The Piper at the Gates of Dawn (1967) to The Endless River (2015) the Ceaseless Journey of Super-Fluid Points in the Quantum Foam: Pink Floyd and the Dynamics of Space-Time Unfolding

The Endless River 15th Studio Album/Pink Floyd 2014

The Endless River 15th Studio Album/Pink Floyd 2014

“The Imagination of Nature is Far, Far Greater Than the Imagination of Man.”

“Deep in the sea
all molecules repeat
the patterns of one another
till complex new ones are formed.
They make others like themselves
and a new dance starts…

…….

Stands at the sea,
wonders at wondering: I
a universe of atoms
an atom in the universe.”

– Richard Feynman, American Theoretical Physicist

“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, 

Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself”.

― Matsuo Basho

From The Piper at the Gates of Dawn (1967) to The Endless River (2015) the Ceaseless Journey of Super-Fluid Points in the Quantum Foam: Pink Floyd and the Dynamics of Space-Time Unfolding

“Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once knew.
Floating down, the sound surrounds
Around the icy waters underground…”

(Astronomy Domine, Barrett, The Piper at the Gates of Dawn, Pink Floyd)

……..

“Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles

……..

Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever”.

(High Hopes, Album The Division Bell, 1994 /David Gilmour & Poly Samson)
 
David Gilmour circa 1993 Recording Session Picture Copyright Mr. Jeremy Young

David Gilmour circa 1993 Recording Session Picture Copyright Mr. Jeremy Young

What is ‘The Endless River’?

End -to-End its Endless – The River flows b/w you and me, b/w  ‘us and them’ connecting all points in spatial dimensions (Interconnected Causation & Effect Inseparability)

All things carried on it’s course:

The Endless River is a Tribute to the Music Played by Richard Wright of Pink Floyd (1943-2008)

The Endless River is a Tribute to the Music Played by Richard Wright of Pink Floyd (1943-2008)

Little  innate moments of glory and the dignified waste of life

the river fulfills itself by flowing

silence responds to sound

words are spoken, half forgotten and left finally to rest in this ceaseless stream

it’s like a dream

or a selfless motion of innumerable points that are still like one body that reverberates

learning to fly

or swim

in a universe which itself corresponds to a musical pattern

awakened like a boat on a river

you see endless companions side by side

Pink Floyd in January 1968, from the only known photo-shoot of all five original members. From left to right: Nick Mason, Syd Barrett, David Gilmour (seated), Roger Waters and Richard Wright/Source Wikipedia

Pink Floyd in January 1968, from the only known photo-shoot of all five original members. From left to right: Nick Mason, Syd Barrett, David Gilmour (seated), Roger Waters and Richard Wright/Source Wikipedia

all points in the whole texture of sound vibrating like the supernova

and every event is an endless river causing the event horizon to expand without expanding

when you realize this then all that is subjected to time becomes the timeless panorama of eternal moments

every sequence is ‘that’ spectra ‘experiencing’ itself in the form of a river

you are the river flowing without flowing

recollect the sweetness of the sound

and space is filled every inch of it, by this mysterious thing that flows

get attuned to it

its a never ending thing

THE LABOUR OF TIME IS THE PULSE OF ETERNITY

YOUR MIND IS THE ESSENTIAL RIVER -THE WHOLE UNIVERSE FLOATS ON IT BUT IT LEAVES NO IMPRESSION

LIFE IS ALL BLISS

THE PIPER HAS ARRIVED AT THE GATES OF DAWN!

 

“Remember a day before today                           
Pink Floyd

Pink Floyd

A day when you were young.
Free to play alone with time
Evening never came.
Sing a song that can’t be sung
Without the morning’s kiss
Queen – you shall be it if you wish
Look for your king Why can’t we play today
Why can’t we stay that way Climb your favorite apple tree
Try to catch the sun
Hide from your little brother’s gun
Dream yourself away
Why can’t we reach the sun
Why can’t we blow the years away
Blow away
Blow away
Remember
Remember”

(Remember a Day/Richard Wright/Album: A Saucer Full of Secrets circa 1968 Pink Floyd)

– J

Quest for True Knowledge is the Freedom of the Immutable Self : Another Brick in the Walls II and the Dickensian Humor in Oliver Twist

Charles Dickens, Monalisa 2012

Charles Dickens, Monalisa, 2012

Charles Dickens, Monalisa, 2012

“IF YOU DON’T EAT YOUR MEAT YOU CAN’T HAVE ANY PUDDING”?

(Another Brick in the Wall Part II/Pink Floyd/Roger Waters/1979)

Another Brick in the Wall Part II: The Psychoanalytic Domain of Man

Another Brick in the Wall Part II: The Psychoanalytic Domain of Man

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE

“Please sir, I want some more”.

Lines reverberate with the passion of the inner flame of intuitive imagination

But man is too distant from another man

He cannot hear the call nor can he know the wisdom immaculate

He is a prisoner in his own mind fighting at odds end the life

Strings are dancing like time talking to the self

Lost innocence of the humming bees churn the ocean from its vault

Magnificent paradise are lit with the inner glow of the child

He is the thinking man’s rationale of truth

A ray of the sun on the vertebrae of matter

The spirit must come forth and hold its destiny

Or there is no need to repeat the mantric lines

You are, therefore, forever like a bud of the inviolate rhythm of the flower

Watching from a point outside this creation

Falsehood falls when light pierces the strange doctrine of equality in things

Neither I want nor I will, but bless you all so you may find the peace.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens