aronimus

Author: aronimus

  • Beer or contemplation on greater things

    The artist sits here musing into his visual diary.  Beer or contemplation on greater things.

    Having consumed a number of beers he pauses to consider…  should I have a couple more beers and a feed of noodles?   Should I be content with this?  Or should I seek something greater.

    Maybe that is what is happening here.
    Maybe he’s tripping out, that temples doing some weird warpy shit man… and just maybe a beer and a feed of noodles just might put things straight.  Not sure who normally eats noodles when they’re drinking beers.     Whatever is going on, that crow is looking on as always…

    Beer or contemplation on greater things
    the artist aronimus sits musing into his visual diary. Images of his past experience warp in the background.

  • Harun prepares an abode

    Harun set foot upon his new lands and did find it pleasing.

    Immediately he went to work with the tools of the region, being a tractor with a front end loader and a chainsaw.    He did toil all day long and prepare for himself an abode.   There was a sound location in the corner of a paddock occupied by a dead plum tree, a catholic berry tree and various miscellanea such as corrugated iron, railway sleepers and old Totara fence posts.  With much physical toil and skilled loader operation Harun did clear the area and place Benehines caravan there.  Now there be a large pile of wood ready to be cut up for ceremonial immolation and a worthy abode.

    The caravan be attached to the main grid and is soon to have running water.   It has a nice hedge to the west.  Facing the north it doth receive all day sun and looks upon a vista of grass, trees and miscellaneous agricultural relics, potentially from the last century.

    There be sheep in the next paddock and hawks fly over head in search of prey.

    Harun did ponder upon this new abode and realise that it really had all one could ask for.  Shelter,  Running water and electricity.  People struggle their whole lives to pay off some suburban hovel.  Even more, they continually upgrade, trying to climb that ladder.  Striving for a bigger and better abode.  Maybe a simple life and lodgings could be the answer.

     

  • Harun embarks upon a sabbatical

    Sabbatical or a sabbatical (from Latin sabbaticus, from Greek sabbatikos, from Hebrew shabbat, i.e., Sabbath, literally a “ceasing”) is a rest from work, or a break, often lasting from two months to a year.

    Having tired of the daily grind and general busyness of the city, Harun did have an epiphany and did announce as thus,  “Behold unto me, for I shalt trade this all in and seek a bucolic existence!  A sabbatical in the country for me, it shall be!   He then did load all his worldly possessions on the back of a Toyota Hilux and in a trailer and head forth to the district of Tararua.  Alas, the local deities of the Wellington region were loathe to part with the trapped soul of Harun.  They did smote the Hilux as it made it’s journey and it did come to a halt on the side of the road.  Enshrouded in clouds of steam and trailing a stream of orange water, it was a sorry sight.   Harun was all very puzzled by such goings on for Hiluxes do not break down!  They are indestructible are they not?  Did not Top Gear prove such things?  Renown for their reliability, they are “good for jihad” as a member of the Taliban once quoted.

    Harun did ponder on whether he was being smote for having thrown an old framed picture of Jesus into the landfill, that very afternoon.  It happened to land face up, looking right at him and an old Ministry lyric did come to mind.  He did then pronounce   “Higher!  Blasphemer!   Praise Jesus…  Praise Jesus…” for it seemed the right thing to do at the time.  The next day, after having secured his worldly possessions  and safe in the knowledge that a rescue party was on the way, Harun did hang a painting of Christ in the tree in penance.  From his vantage in the forest, Christ did oversee the workings of Harun that morning.    It had become apparent to Harun, whilst sitting in contemplation on the side of the road, that one did not require so many possessions and that they were but a hindrance.  More so, they did put at risk, those things that were important.   He then did renounce a whole wagon load of his worldly possessions and did bestow it upon the landfill and the recycle centre.

    A herald from the countryside did come unto Harun and usher him and his diminished worldly possessions unto their new life in the countryside.  A bucolic sabbatical.

  • Knowledge of ones own mortality

    One becomes aware of ones own mortality.

    While writing this up, I did ponder on these lyrics by Sublime while looking upon this creation.

    Life is too short so love the one you got,
    Cos you might get run over or you might get shot

    Death is coming for all of us…   it maybe tomorrow or 60 years from now.
    Compared to the scale of the great workings of the universe, our time here is so very, very short.

    The sharp eyed crow sits at the end of the row of meditating figures.  He’ll claim us all in the end.
    Whilst we still draw breath, it might be prudent to pour ones energy into what the heart wants.

     buddhas12

  • Stand still for a moment – Ta Prohm

    Stand still for a moment…  Perfectly still.   Look around you and take in the workings of the universe.

    Harun was walking through the botanic gardens some years back.  There had been a recent volcanic eruption in South America.  Up near the observatory he did see the full moon rise above the Rimutaka ranges  and it was blood red.  He then did sit upon a park bench and marvel at this most wondrous natural phenomena!

    Whilst taking it in, he did look upon the the suits busily walking past on their way home…  tuned into their iPods, horse blinkers on walking flat out in an almighty great hurry.  Only one guy actually noticed it and briefly stopped to observe the rare sight before continuing on his way.  Everyone else was oblivious.

    As we rush through the daily tasks of our busy lives, it is so easy to miss the beautiful things that make life worth living.  Stand still for a moment and see what you’re missing.

     

    Stand still for a moment - Ta Prohm

    This scene is happening in a secluded corner of  Ta Prohm Temple in Cambodia.

  • Mandelbrot, woman doing gong and Castlepoint reef

    Here the woman from the previous work is fused with the outline of the reef at Castlepoint on the Wairarapa Coast.

    On his last visit Mick aka Mikail bin Perci did announce to his son Harun that “the monkeys were at Castlepoint”.  He had been hitting his moonshine from the bin Perci distillery, but Harun did listen unto him anyway.  He spoke of sitting there drinking with a mate some years back, looking upon the reef.  His mate was getting weirded out as the rocks were all looking like primates as the shadows changed during the day.  Harun had indeed noticed that the end of the reef did look like a large primate muzzle and brow.      Mikail did say that his mother grew up just down the road at Mataikona, which Harun doth translate as a nook with a tree in it.    She sayeth that back in the past the local Maori wouldn’t go out on the reef.

    Harun doth believe that the reef  is indeed a spiritual place and there be a lot of energy there.   One should sit against the light house at night looking out to sea.  The multiple beams of light appear to curve as if some great dome and the galaxy can be seen in great detail.  Harun muses to himself that this indeed could be the makings of another great work.

    This creation has nothing to do with primates nor the beams of light.  Through practicing her gong on the reef she has somehow generated some form of organic fractal membrane across the sky opening into a Mandelbrot shaped rift where she can see her own iris which appears almost as a sun along with other solar system related material.  Maybe this is a vision of her own retina.

    Cosmic energies about the Castlepoint Reef

  • Unlock the workings of the cosmos – Sala Keoku – Nong Khai – Thailand

    Unlock the workings of the cosmos

    Sala Keoku is a fantastic statue garden located near Nong Khai in Thailand.  The place is some sort of cult based on a fusion of Buddhist and Hindu practices.

    a r o n i m u s sees this particular scene happening as thus…

    The women pictured is doing some form of meditation or Qigong style practice.   As she works with the energies within and without, the greater workings of the cosmos become apparent.  The fractal structures that make up all things subtly illuminate in the background while the great spheres of the solar system endlessly turn over head.  Though pictured as Radix Chart rather than a figurative sense.

     

  • About

    A tale about aronimus.

    Back some time ago,  a r o n i m u s – the wandering artist and sage did roam his way across South East Asia.
    Stopping at many a town and tumble down ruin along the way he doth take many a photo and draw a great many pictures… He did muse and ramble and observe.

    On returning to the land of his birth he did find himself in a tower down town and alas the wandering sage was all but lost.  He festered away in the tower while the photos and drawings did do naught but occupy magnetic dots on his hard drive and pages in his diary.  That is, until transiting Uranus did align with Mars in his 7th house.  The almighty upset of this significant event did bring upon a rebirth of the artist and sage!

    Welcome to the chronicle of the new, reborn, wandering artist and sage, a r o n i m u s a.k.a. Harun bin Perci al Zelandi.  Here you will find creations derived from the the material gathered from that time along with fresh musings both written and visual.

     

     

  • Older Paintings

    Older paintings…   Here’s a selection of some earlier workings by aronimus.

    You can also view the old aronimus.com site here: aronimus.com/old_site