Here’s a little something my husband Alex wrote. He claims he’s not a druid :-)
“Why do we take such pleasure from parallel lines? Nature is jumbled, messy – right angles and parallels have no place there. An alien imposition. We take pleasure from regularity, order, from imposing ourselves upon what is.
“Or perhaps that’s not it. The lines, row upon row of verticals, on the school yard fence, towers and walls and drainpipes of our cities, they remind us of the primeval forests of our ancestors. The trunks of gigantic trees towering over us – reaching up into an impossible sky, stretching away into the invisible distance. Echos of the past.”
Disclaimer: I’m not 100% sure that I wrote it. If I did, then it was a long time ago. I might have simply written down something that I heard on the radio because I thought it was inspiring.
-Alex
Comment by site admin — 6/1/2005 @ 8:59 am
I see what you mean about the nature of the thought in this. Though I always view parallel lines as completely devoid of nature, a Platonic abstraction, pure mathematics. The beauty I see is one that speaks to the desire to simplify our environment in order to make it intelligible, but also to allow control and mastery of our environment, which in itself could be seen as somewhat un-druidic.
Comment by Daniel — 8/1/2005 @ 12:17 pm