Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Mallku Kapac
History and myth are one in native Andean cultures. Huacas mark the sacred places where the paths of men and gods crossed. They could be kivas or burial sites, springs or mountain passes. These places were revered, so, naturally European conquerors suspected idol worship and sought to destroy them. But it is not so easy to destroy the land. It takes centuries.
Many huacas exist in and around Lake Titicaca. If this were one it would be Mallku Kapac, first man, hewn from the lake stone. The great god Viracocha shaped him, along with Mama Ocllo, bade them be fruitful and multiply, then retreated into the depths.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Apparition
The monitor alerted us at 3:33 AM that a disturbance was detected in the front parlor. When we arrived, we noted a pronounced chill in the air, but otherwise the room was as we had left it the night before. Dr. Finster located the camera. It had been programmed to shoot a series of frames when triggered, most of which proved black or nebulous. This, however, was recorded on frame number eleven.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Everest Torchbearer
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Flash Paper Lantern
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Chuck and Miyako
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Shrunken Head
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Buoy Deity
This is a cryptogram of a buoy god. Such talismans once littered the south Pacific seaways. They were carved from light and porous wood by islanders, coated with pitch and offered to the sea gods at low tide.
By the mid-nineteenth century, buoy deities constituted a major nautical hazard, so efforts were undertaken to round them up. A bounty was offered and the sea lanes were cleared. Islanders were taught to appease new gods. The collected icons were burned.
All that remains are cryptographs. No one thought to donate a single buoy to a museum. They were but flotsam to generations of sailors.