Eos to Helios ~ an introduction
Eos refers to new beginnings as light starts to overwhelm the darkness.
Poetry at First Light a radio documentary on the Eos project, Earshot, ABC Radio National
The English language doesn’t have a morning equivalent of our abbreviation for ‘between light’ – twilight. I use Eos, the Greek goddess of pre-dawn who opens heaven’s gates for her brother, the sun god Helios.
‘Dawn’ (Jalingarr in Gumbaynggirr) is from the Old English dagian ‘to become day’; it’s a becoming. Like a poem, Eos is a process of discovery. If you wake before dawn and walk into a garden, park or beach, or just look out through a window, you meet Eos. I’m fortunate; I meet her on an estuary feeding the Pacific.
With no need so early, to think of what needs to be done (check your phone, make breakfast, feed the kids, go to work), one can become immersed in nature’s presence. Natural events and processes are becoming complete strangers. We are social animals who now self-identify by what work we do and what goods and services we purchase. This comes at the expense of our creativity and being open to experience.
As consumers, our taste (whether in art, cars or fashion) is cultural capital, much like wealth – not like knowledge/skills capital of the past. Cultural capital is a subset of social capital, easily swayed by fashion, marketing, and now social media – perceiving, feeling, understanding for ourselves takes energy and imagination. Eos allows you your own experience, a rare commodity in a world of 7 billion people – she gives time and space to engage with the natural sublime and feel alive.
Eos wants to rewild my mind . . .
Bellbottom ~ August Interview Q1: The theme of your current exhibition at the Coffs Harbour Regional Gallery is Eos (the half hour before dawn). How important is it for an artist to be connected to their environment, especially nature? Eos opens the gates of heaven for her brother, the sun god Helios and is both […]
Eos is a process unfolding, just as creating art is, especially ‘Ecological art’ which is as much about artistic process (and natural processes) as artistic outcomes . . .
an invisible Sugar Glider is leaving a trail of tinkling raindrops . . .
Two of eight images from a poem written and photographs taken on Dec 23, 2016
Love brimming and with God crying wolf . . .
Eos out West Oakhampton Sheep Station
Photographs: You still have to wait for the light to come to you, but there are ghosts.
Keats accused Wordsworth of regressing into ‘the egotistical sublime’.
‘The Blue Hour is a moment very early in the morning or late in the evening, which is in the middle of two different and opposite universes.’ Federico Albanese. Yet twilight has very different characteristics to Eos . . .