#camel train

[vintagehomecollection]

Architect Yann Weymouth's unadorned table and Mark Hampton's simple couch are foils for Ashton Hawkin's real furnishings - his art collection. Bob Smith's Camel Train above couch makes witty reference to The Metropolitan Museum of Art's King Tut show, which Hawkins helped arrange.

House & Garden’s Best in Decoration, 1987

[whereifindsanity]

https://imgur.com/camel-train-through-gobi-desert-sunrise-tnktuV3

[landschaftsmalerei]

Sinai

by Edward Lear (1848, classicism, oil on canvas)

[redrcs]

unpacking for the night

John Elliott and companion, travelling across Australia to raise funds for travelling cancer clinics

johnelliott.com.au

[gracefree]

Camel by tannerwendellstewart

[sandra1219]

Camel Train at Sunset, Australia. Peter Van Rhijn Photography – natuephotos.com

[alunah-lalunah]

The Mechanics of You

The term “network of processes” is already another disguise-object, smuggling in a unity where there may be nothing but loose processes.

The word “network of processes” is seductive because it preserves a kind of order, a coherence that feels safer than chaos. But that word may be nothing more than a linguistic wrapper, a disguise-object. Call something a “network of processes” and you’ve already implied a bounded unity, an architecture, a whole. Yet when you press into the workings of this “network of processes”, you find not a single machine but a sprawl of processes such as neural firings, hormonal shifts, memory fragments, learned habits, cultural scripts. None of them report to a central “system.” They collide, override, and dissolve.

So yes, the term “network of processes” smuggles in unity where perhaps only assemblage exists. A temporary clustering of processes, holding together until entropy or trauma or death disperses them.

Push this far enough and even the name Anna is revealed as marketing shorthand, a convenient label pinned onto a flux of phenomena. And once stripped of “network of processes” and Anna, what’s left? Not chaos in the romantic sense, but impersonal mechanics, arrangements without owner.

[route-rocks]

Untitled by smirnoff82