Worked big part of the day trying to find what I was looking for, and thought I approached that quite enough with this image; quite enough to go to rest now. :-) Then, obviously this is a work from today, and the first time I post an image from the day it was made. Low contrast in this "spiritual" staircase:
If you want to look out over the loveliest landscape in the world, you must climb to the top of the Tower of Victory in Chitor.
There, standing on a circular terrace, one has a sweep of the whole horizon. A winding stairway gives access to this terrace, but only those who do not believe in the legend dare climb up. The tale runs:
On the stairway of the Tower of Victory there has lived since the beginning of time a being sensitive to the many shades of the human soul and known as the A Bao A Qu.
It lies dormant, for the most part on the first step, until at the approach of a person some secret life is touched off in it, and deep within the creature an inner light begins to glow.
At the same time, its body and almost translucent skin begin to stir. But only when someone starts up the spiraling stairs is the A Bao A Qu brought to consciousness, and then it sticks close to the visitor's heels, keeping to the outside of the turning steps, where they are most worn by the generations of pilgrims. At each level the creature's color becomes more intense, its shape approaches perfection, and the bluish light it gives off is more brilliant. But it achieves its ultimate form only at the topmost step, when the climber is a person who has attained Nirvana and whose acts cast no shadows. Otherwise, the A Bao A Qu hangs back before reaching the top, as if paralyzed, its body incomplete, its blue growing paler, and its glow hesitant. The creature suffers when it cannot come to completion, and its moan is a barely audible sound, something like the rustling of silk.
Its span of life is brief, since as soon as the traveler climbs down, the A Bao A Qu wheels and tumbles to the first steps, where, worn out and almost shapeless, it waits for the next visitor. People say that its tentacles are visible only when it reaches the middle of the staircase. It is also said that it can see with its whole body and that to the touch it is like the
skin of a peach.
In the course of centuries, the A Bao A Qu has reached the terrace only once. This legend is recorded by C. C. Iturvuru in an appendix to his now classic treatise On Malay Witchcraft (I937).
Jorge Luis Borges, The book of Imaginary Beings, "Á Bao A Qu".
1 comment:
Well, I don't know about that, not sure about how good it fits the story, but, I've seen the whole story as a metaphore for true love, or for the feeling of love as an avatar attached to the soul of the person -well, yes, in that sense, obviously the spiral staircase touches heaven and hell-; and the fact in the story that in centuries the Á Bao A Qu has reached the terrace only once, made me think of the Buddha loving the whole humanity (preconcept: only because the story has an asian origin), who achieved Nirvana in life, like the story says. That provoked my interest in publishing the image as soon as finished; didn't wanted to wait when I saw that staircase. :-)
It only failed in the blue glow, I might work in a second version, improved to fit the colour too.
Glad you like it.
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