21st CENTURY ART, C.E.- B.C.

"...the geometry is the light..."

CANTALLOC

Cantalloc located among the Nazca Lines

TRIVIAL CLEWS TO CANTALLOC

Spiraling from one point,
fractals,
Mandelbrot Sets
pattern themselves
into organic forms like the Glass
Bead Game.

Along the midnight streets
shimmer the ribbons of music
glittering grey and black and silver
in stereo.

On the beach
a sand-sized chip,
the hologram of several
million volumes from the National
Library of Japan,
lies among others

of which Blake said:
"... see the world in a grain of sand ..."
Can't you hear God's
guffaw as Blake's eyes blink
at the literalness of it all.

Who'd guess the black disk
stuck on the cactus thorn
in the desert
can speak,
sing;

that butterfly's wings were
stalked by Kjell Sandved for fifteen years
to spell our alphabet
plus
1, 2, 3 and 4.

To preserve their knowledge
the Incas tied knots in rope.
Who knows what wisdom
they wove into their
200 inch wide
shrouds,
apparel, hangings,
rugs
sporting
Paracas cats and floating heads.

The Pazyryk Carpet
extracted from the Altai ice
is sixteen beats
to a side
plus horses and riders.

Catal Huyuk,
run by the Goddess,
transmits the female
lore.

Since before the 21st Century B.C.
women have been weaving
warmth and comfort,
for wear and embellishment,
for home and body.

Encoded in textiles,
today and yesterday they've stitched
trivial clews,
familiar guides
that lie in a maze,
pattern,
perplexity,
intricate investigation.

The Jacquard Loom
anticipated
the computer.

Our heritage passes,
often
unexpectedly,
unseen,
from hand to hand.

Cantalloc means: a place of weaving.
It was among the Nazca Lines.