Showing posts with label cloak. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cloak. Show all posts

Sunday, 3 March 2019

Airmedh's cloak

 the hand of Nuada cut off in battle

Credne Cerd, the smith, made a silver hand so skilfully that all the joints moved

Argentlam // silverhand

 No maimed person might rule.

Miach and Airmedh, son and daughter of Dian Cecht  arrive

They replace the eye of the half-blind doorkeeper with that of a cat

Gain access

Nuanda is tormented by an infection at the join of the silverhand and the flesh.

Miach has Nuanda's long-buried hand dug up

He chants a charm enjoining each sinew, nerve, vein and bone to reunite

In three days the hand and arm have feeling, deftness and touch

 Dian Cecht is furious that his son is a superior physician

He attacks and Miach heals himself until

his father cleft his brain in two.

out of Miach's grave there grew 365 herbs, each specific for healing the part of the body from which it had sprung.

365 herbs picked and laid out on Airmedh's  cloak according to the part of the body where it had grown to aid remembering its healing property


Dian Cecht shook up the mantle and muddled it


Coltsfoot // Coughwort
LUNGS
Viola Odorata 
HEART
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 anti-neoplastic, antiseptic, soothing



Brigid's cloak // brat

She said to the king that the place where she was standing was the perfect spot. It was good fertile land, with access to water from a nearby lake and beside a forest where they could keep pigs, collect firewood and forage for foods like nuts and berries. The king refused. She smiled at the king and said “Will you give me as much land as my cloak will cover?” The king was intrigued, how could that be enough land to build a convent? The king agreed, interested to see what would happen. He knew Brigid was a very resourceful woman but he couldn’t see how this could work in her favour. Brigid spread her brat on the ground, she then asked her four companions to hold a corner of the brat and walk in opposite directions. The four friends walked north, south, east and west. The brat immediately grew and began to cover many acres of land. The king kept his promise. 


3D filament print containing mugwort, viola odorata, coltsfoot, rosemary
 

Friday, 7 October 2016

bomber jacket

Human self
-
actualization from now on is the manipul
a
tion of new immaterial information, or what is known as
―software processing.‖
In this co
n
text, ―soft‖ unquestionably
refers to mollusks.





Sunday, 24 April 2016

poets are useless


"You will remember how Plato deals with poets in his ideal state: he banishes them from it in the public interest. He had a high conception of the power of poetry, but he believed it harmful, superfluous - in a perfect community, of course. The question of the poet's right to exist has not often, since then, been posed with the same emphasis; but today it poses itself. Probably it is only seldom posed in this form, but it is more or less familiar to you all as the question of the autonomy of the poet, of his freedom to write whatever he pleases... A more advanced type of writer does recognize this choice. His decision, made on the basis of class struggle, is to side with the proletariat... Such writing is commonly called tendentious. Here you have the catchword around which has long circled a debate familiar to you. Its familiarity tells you how unfruitful it has been, for it has not advanced beyond the monotonous reiteration of arguments for and against: on the one hand, the correct political line is demanded of the poet; on the other, one is justified in expecting his work to have quality. Such a formulation is of course unsatisfactory as long as the connection between the two factors, political line and quality, has not been perceived. Of course, the connection can be asserted dogmatically. You can declare: a work that shows the correct political tendency need show no other quality. You can also declare: a work that exhibits the correct tendency must of necessity have every other quality. This second formulation is not uninteresting, and, moreover, it is correct. I adopt it as my own. But in doing so I abstain from asserting it dogmatically. It must be proved... the tendency of a literary work can be politically correct only if it is also literarily correct. That is to say, the politically correct tendency includes a literary tendency. And I would add straightaway: this literary tendency, which is implicitly or explicitly contained in every correct political tendency of a work, alone constitutes the quality of that work."
("The Author as Producer")



A 3D illustration of a metasurface skin cloak made from an ultrathin layer of nanoantennas (gold blocks) covering an arbitrarily shaped object. Light reflects off the cloak (red arrows) as if it were reflecting off a flat mirror.