(In response to Sanju Paul's painting titled 'A Dive into Ocean Optics')
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The creature in the picture has somewhat indefinite mouthparts, but that's okay, because it's capable of swallowing a small critter in a few gulps, but its mouth is also suitable for camaraderie among members of its band, with an expression capable of being stirred by emotions, whether kindhearted or irritated or droll. Is it a carnivore ready to slide into the water to pounce on something? It hardly looks like a predator (unless your camera happens to catch it in a moment of chomping down on some critter) .. Or is it a lounger on the rocks that just wants its neighbors to keep a respectful distance, but also wants its kids to play with the other juveniles in the band, and doesn't want any kids to get hurt? So it has to have a pliable expression, because it is social. Tactile seeing is the creation's way of observing by sensing how that creature is settling into one type or another. It it shuffling its types? Is it mingling them in a functional way? A playful way? A chaotic way? Or is it getting ready to screw its features into an iron mask that proclaims one certain type. (Oh no, hope it's not THAT type!) It is up to other local agents of creation to determine and 'see' these things. How is the creature handling its mixture of types? Those local agents must invoke their own types to even fully 'see' how the other one is doing! So the creation feels it's way long. There can be bewilderments for the agents involved, even when things are simple. But nature surrounds us with abundant examples of how the types can settle into assortments vis-a-vis each other. On one hand, the picture shows how combinations of color can be stylized and expressed in a form like festival decorations. On the other hand, they can be embodied in living forms and their growth can be tended to. In either case, the colors can be shorthand for moods. On the festively decorated side of the picture, nature's most showy, exuberant growths are all bunched together in a definite way, in a bouquet. This would be like preparation for some kind of festival or hoopla. This would require planning and design. Or else the colors could assort themselves among living forms, as on the other side of the picture. In this way, nature's most showy exuberant creations (the flowers again) would distribute themselves. This would be the 'decoration' of the everyday festival that nature is already holding, without planning and without hoopla. So it all depends on seeing, and in the 'eye' of the creation, seeing equals tactility equals feeling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem