Rufino Tamayo Gazed In Spatial 'realities', Astronomy Picture of the Day, & Phoenix & Sculptor Constellations, Et Al, Too

Anemic Spiral NGC 4921 from Hubble  
Discover the cosmos! Each day a different image or photograph of our fascinating universe is featured, along with a brief explanation written by a professional astronomer, 2013 November 25

The Cosmic Race: Vasconcelos, Paz, Tamayo

Mexican philosopher Jose Vasconcelos wrote La Raza Cósmica in 1925. It was a speculative and lofty essay that attempted an apologia for the post-revolutionary 

— By Jose-Luis Moctezum

(Notes upon reading José Vasconcelos’ La Raza Cósmica)

The idea of race, a precarious institution, began firstly as an idealism. Man was a Toltec– (let us be clear, men were gods) before he ever fell into the “original sin” of pluralism. The sin had not been the consumption of a forbidden good but the acquirement of a prismatic formalism: that knowledge was insinuated in the decay of everything, that all things made were unmade — and remade diabolically in the plural fictions of the tongue. Knowledge was a copious shape, it was a woman’s shadow in sunlight and dew-moistness and earth-tremors; the panicked surge of the tides, the emollient hush of streams; knowledge was the buried seed and the corn husk, the drifting worm-eaten leaf and the ant tribe on its path toward obscure constructions. When the oldest of their kind fell dead by natural disintegration one resplendent morning, the tribe which had descended from a kaleidoscopic heaven staggered back, in awe at the pure and godawful shape of the naked, age-diseased human: the first sculpture the titans ever erected was a corpse. Shape thence gave way to form, and form to formality: of gestures and inflections, of body motions, hunger pangs, dessication, bowel movements. The blind sages declared that paradise was lost and all that was left was the geography and separation of our bodies to contend with. A language was erected in the pit of man’s stomach: he would perish if he did not heed the centrality of his generation-giving loins and the death-atom that spun wildly in the singing chains of his innards.

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COBRA & MONGOOSE, STONE CARVING FROM 'PRIMITIVE' SCULPTOR - PICASSO STOLE AFRICAN'S ART AS THE ROMANS STOLE GREECE'S

What is sprayed into our skies?  Do we get to wonder what happens to the power of the skies at night and that energy, blocked?

Thankfully, the PHOENIX rising from ashes is a beautiful power in energy and images.  Chinese and the DRACO, that's a Pearl of Immortality worth chasing.

Where do we feel the power of energy coming from, that works a mighty visual image in earth for seeing an artist like Rufino Tamayo, and how he felt about life.  He didn't like Picasso, by the way.

.. to be continued ...