Barbed Wire – Barrier Series, The Beginning

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Barbed Wire

https://getdarker.com/editorial/articles/j77jqyo Barbed Wire Barrier  © 2012 Bo Mackison

follow site “Your life with its immensity and fear . . . is alternately stone in you and star.” ~ https://www.marineetstamp.com/2px2n8065 Rainer Maria Rilke, from the poem Evening

https://www.yolascafe.com/p0kxa14pepd see url Before there was a beginning, before the crisis and a diagnosis, there was a dream.

https://danivoiceovers.com/5n6duyw9jf I see the world. It is there. When I reach up, I reach into the cool air. When I look up, I see a bright blue, cloud scattered skies. Yet the world is beyond my reach. In this dream I have repeatedly, I’m trapped in a tiny enclosure, an enclosure tall on four sides, but open to the sky. I struggle to  unlock the gate. When I try to move forward, I’m blocked by a cold steel fence and chain-link wire. Barbed wire adds an extra degree of isolation.

https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/1ismhmrkn Barbed wire – a common fence, a stereo-typical barrier.

click here And then I am no longer dreaming. I am living my life in slow-motion, denying there is a problem.

http://www.mscnantes.org/6wbry4cc I know I am in a separate place. I cannot reach out to my family and friends, I cannot communicate with them. They are on the other side of the barrier, and even if I managed a whisper, no one can hear me.

https://penielenv.com/ldumisgo I am cast in fear, held down by a weighted stone. My only relief is a connection, however slight, to the natural world. When I look out the window, it is snowy and cold, but I do look up at the sky. I can always see the sky.

https://www.elevators.com/u69t4xi4ru The human spirit focuses on that which is beyond vision.

Buying Tramadol From India          — based on journal entries, October 1990.

https://www.brigantesenglishwalks.com/b1u3efxzqv Part 2: Boarded Window.

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I'm a photographer, book-artist, traveler, naturalist, and creator of the Contemplative Creatives Journey, An Online Workshop and Community and https://dcinematools.com/x14dy9hyx Desert Wisdom Cards and Workshops. Though often not well known, I find the desert a welcoming place - a healing space. Its mysteries and gifts transformed me several years ago. Since that first encounter, I return again and again to fill my well in what most people think of as a desolate region. I'd love to share my desert discoveries and wisdom with you. Please subscribe to receive my five part mini email course https://purestpotential.com/z4n86pvx The Gifts of the Desert. It's my gift to you.

Comments

  1. Powerful words to go with the image that perfectly reflects the words.

  2. Most definitely a powerful image.

  3. I’m sort of speechless here…. So deeply powerful and moving.

  4. This is so moving and so powerful, Bo, I don’t know what to say/write.

  5. Even if there isn’t a clear reaction with words, there is an internal reaction. Image and words together make a statement that affects the heart. Very thought provoking as well.

    • Bo Mackison says

      I find I am often inspired by a photograph, opens a door to a different creative process, then the words follow.

  6. Bo, I have no words for what you have gone thru in the past. I have words for where you have emerged. You are an artist! Bravo for having the strength to get to your now.

    • Bo Mackison says

      Thank you, Dick. I am thankful to be living in my now. I am the person and artist I am today, it is a culmination of my past.

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