Showing posts with label Stonehenge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stonehenge. Show all posts

15 January 2009

Abandoning the search for "the key"


Recent reading includes Solving Stonehenge, by Anthony Johnson.

Near as I can understand it, Mr. Johnson's point is that there is no single Stonehedge riddle or enigma to solve - no key that would make all the archeologists and anthropologists smack their foreheads and say, "Ah! So THAT's it."

The subtitle refers to "the key," and what he has in mind there is simply the development of early geometry. But that "key" isn't very key-like, mostly its a research program.

In particular, Johnson thinks the astronomical connection is oversold. Yes, the axis of Stonehenge is aligned with the solstices, but this shouldn't lead us to talk as if "prehistoric spirituality focused entirely on the theatre of the celestial dome."

Rather, prehistoric spirituality as Johnson understands it turns out to have had a lot to do with the geometry of circles and squares.

"Establishing right angles, squares, and triangles, striking perpendicular lines from a baseline, fixing regular points on the circumference of a circle and subdividing angles are all practical procedures which readily translate into cord-and-peg survey methods. Certain formulae would have been committed to memory as part of the skill set of the prehistoric surveyor, and it is not difficult to imagine that this esoteric knowledge would have been handed down from generation to generation."

Unfortunately, some of the pieces of the puzzle are lost forever, due to centuries of opportunistic looting. The architect Inigo Jones wrote in the 17th century about how stones had disappeared in the intervals between his visits at various times in his lifetime.

As late as 1871, The Times of London ran a letter from a fellow calling himself "Vacation Rambler" who said that when he was there "a constant chipping of stone broke the solitude of the place."

The greater the miracle, then, that so much of it still stands.

25 April 2007

The Phonograph

The concept of "art photography" seems to be straightforward.

In the quoted phrase "art" appears as a modifier. The suggestion is that some types of photography aren't artistic -- my tourist shots of Stonehenge, for example. They are momentos, acquired with the use of a readily available technology and without a lot of skill.

A real artist with a camera could, of course, do wonders with Stonehenge.

Somewhere in between "art photography" and "tourist snapshots" there exists the land of "commercial photography," in which craftsmen and women who pay careful attention to framing, light, the film-or-pixels question, help sell automobiles or hand soap.

But what about the humble phonograph? Is there are art phonography? Is the recording of sound limited to ther amateur-to-professional range or can this sort of memorialization, too, burst out the top end of the commercial into the artistic?

Or is that an invalid question? a category mistake?

Knowledge is warranted belief -- it is the body of belief that we build up because, while living in this world, we've developed good reasons for believing it. What we know, then, is what works -- and it is, necessarily, what has worked for us, each of us individually, as a first approximation. For my other blog, on the struggles for control in the corporate suites, see www.proxypartisans.blogspot.com.