Monday 26 July 2010

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Over the next two weeks Silkworms Ink is going to be thinking about Butterflies & Bees. The idea is to establish a wee polarity between the two and see what happens. Unscrupulously, it is a nod-plug and a wink to Polarity Magazine. Issue 1 out now; concepted and edited by the super-smart George Ttoouli and designed by yours truly, generally a good thing. I suggest you immediately buy a copy.

Anyway, Butterflies.

Scientifically speaking, Goethe’s Theory of Colours is not a theory at all. According to Wittengenstein is nothing more than “a vague schematic outline” with no ‘experimentum crucis’. Although Goethe admits in the introduction that he has not provided a true explanation of the essential nature of colour but instead a postulation on it as phenomena – how it is as apposed to what it is. Peter Hughes sums it up nicely by stating that for Goethe, "the highest is to understand that all fact is really theory. The blue of the sky reveals to us the basic law of color. Search nothing beyond the phenomena, they themselves are the theory."

It is easy to see why Newton’s ideas have held firmer ground in the scientific community. However, Goethe’s studies and thinking did find footing in art. Kandinsky was particularly influenced by Goethe’s ideas and in 1840 when the text was translated into English by Charles Eastlake, it was widely adopted by the art world, Pre-Raphaelites and J. M. W. Turner etc.

Anyway, Butterflies.

Colour is something that is pretty fixed. Red is red. Right? Well, no, we can never be sure as what evidence and definition stands for the real-world quality of redness independent of our perception. To even attempt to answer the impossible we would need to step back from specific colours to look at light itself. Newton says light is white and heterogeneous – splitting into its component parts at prism. Goethe says light is white, pure, homogenous – splitting into colour through the turgidity of the prism. In short, Newton understood colour to be parts of white light, whereas, Goethe saw colour as arising from the interaction of light as dark.

According to Goethe, "Newton's error... was trusting math over the sensations of his eye."

Newton narrowed the beam of light in order to see what he was looking for – Goethe widened the aperture, he didn’t see the colours nearly ordered, instead was only confronted with colour at the edges – marginalised like taboo and other great ideas.

Anyway butterflies,

Actually butterflies, quite incredible sentients. Widely recognised as things of fancy – a creature of costume jewellery. To an extent this is true, the butterfly does have a certain bravado – but it does have more to offer on closer inspection (as with all small things….apart from the apostrophe…agreed, but what about the plural possessive you say…how about replacing the ‘s with a z?) the butterfly you see is an incredibly acute animal in terms of evolution; the Batesian and Müllerian may spring lethargically to mind.

A major factor in the mating habit of the butterfly is the colour of its wings.

It is important to remember here that the butterfly (an umbrella term for the plethora of species) is under threat. The key statistic in the decline of British butterflies is the astonishing 97 per cent loss of mature grass meadows since the 1930’s. Mature meadow is virtually irreplaceable. The natural environment of the butterfly has been unwarmly eroded on a global scale.

As aforementioned the butterfly is very much on its toes, and this is the most remarkable thing about the butterfly – through those evolutions and mimicry there has arisen instances of two separate species mating to form an entirely new species.

Modern art before humans conceived it, the wings of a butterfly under a microscope show their scales and are paint strokes of the universe.

Colour for the butterfly is that of Goethe, not Newton – a phenomena of the eye.

Please join in on the Big Butterfly Count - July 24th-August 1st.

James Harringman
Editor-in-chief

3 comments:

  1. You could flap your wings a thousand miles away
    Butterfly
    A laughing salesman sings
    His world so far away
    Butterfly

    Butterfly (repeat)


    You could take the storm away forever every day
    Cause you're mine
    And I don't know what to say
    You could let my smile disappear for a year
    Cause you're mine
    That's the only way I like it to be


    Butterfly (repeat)


    Now we get to the best part
    It happens all the time, telling me all your lies
    You get your kicks from seeing me on the floor
    Tied to your bed
    Tied to the things you said
    Butterfly, coming back
    Butterfly, coming back

    As true today as it was the day when it was written.


    Butterfly

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  2. Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby

    Such a sexy,sexy pretty little thing
    Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung with your tongue ring
    and I ain't gonna lie cause your loving gets me high
    So to keep you by my side there's nothing that I won't try
    Butterflies in her eyes and looks to kill
    Time is passing I'm asking could this be real
    Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still
    The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal

    I can feel too much is never enough
    You're always there to lift me up
    When these times get rough I was lost Now I'm found
    Ever since you've been around
    You're the women that I want
    So yo, I'm putting it down.

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    I don't deserve you unless it's some kind of hidden message
    to show me life is precious
    Then I guess it's true
    But to tell truth, I really never knew
    T'll I met you... See I was lost and confused
    Twisted and used up
    Knew a better life existed but thought that I missed it

    My lifestyle's wild I was living like a wild child
    Trapped on a short leash paroled the police files
    So yo. what' s happening now?
    I see the sun breaking down into dark clouds
    and a vision of you standing out in a crowd.

    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Hey sugar momma, come and dance with me
    The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance with me
    Whatever tickles your fancy
    Girl it's you like Sid and Nancy
    So sexy....almost evil Talkin' about butterflies in my head
    I used to think happy endings were only in the books I read but
    you made me feel alive when I was almost dead

    You filled that empty space with the love I used to chase
    and as far as I can see it don't get better than this
    So butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss
    and a thank you miss.

    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    so come and dance with me
    uhhhhh ha uhhh ha

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    Come my lady
    Come come my lady
    you're my butterfly
    Sugar.baby
    come my lady you're my
    pretty baby ill make your legs shake
    you make me go crazy

    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    uhhhhhh ha uhhhhhh ha
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me
    come and dance with me

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