You can’t spend two days putting up a show without waking up with your mind looking like a photograph in a developing tray — taking shape, becoming clearer, pulling out details, and then projecting into the next hours of your day — how will it be? I was thinking about all the My Baby’s Love Letters we hung on Sharon Peterson’s beautiful Highlight Gallery thirty-foot wall yesterday — twenty-six letters, plus two personalized ones equals twenty-eight — and about what was in those letters, which, of course, as you by now know, is LOVE.
LoveLOVELoveLOVELoveLOVE, over and over. Between 1500 and 4000 LOVEs in each letter. That is over 70,000 LOVEs on a wall. My god. And then, as my mind wandered about in pre-consciousness, it flew to Dr. Emoto‘s experiments with water. I’m sure you have read about him. Like, if you think loving thoughts into a glass of water, the water’s structure changes to beauty.
Here is a quote from whatthebleep.com: “Essentially, Dr. Emoto captured water’s ‘expressions.’ He developed a technique using a very powerful microscope in a very cold room along with high-speed photography, to photograph newly formed crystals of frozen water samples. Not all water samples crystallize however. Water samples from extremely polluted rivers directly seem to express the ‘state’ the water is in.
Dr. Masaru Emoto discovered that crystals formed in frozen water reveal changes when specific, concentrated thoughts are directed toward them. He found that water from clear springs and water that has been exposed to loving words shows brilliant, complex, and colorful snowflake patterns. In contrast, polluted water, or water exposed to negative thoughts, forms incomplete, asymmetrical patterns with dull colors.
The implications of this research create a new awareness of how we can positively impact the earth and our personal health. The success of his books outside Japan has been remarkable. Dr. Emoto has been called to lecture around the world as a result and has conducted live experiments both in Japan and Europe as well as in the US to show how indeed our thoughts, attitudes, and emotions as humans deeply impact the environment.”
So, of course, the implications of a Wall Full of Love could not be avoided (in my brain): what kind of power is that wall emitting into the room? The neighborhood? Will Dick’s Place next door be affected? Will all those bottles on the other side of the gallery wall be imbued with loveLOVElove, too, and the bikers, when they drink the contents, will they feel a rush of desire to kiss somebody? And what about the people who venture through the Gallery’s door today? Will love just hit them in the solar plexis when they cross the threshold? And if they buy a Love Letter and send it, will the UPS man feel it through the brown paper wrapping? What about ME? I’m the one who put the thousands of LOVEs into the letters…how has that affected me? Actually, I am kind of a mushball of love right now.
WoW!!! This is going to be a science experiment.
Can the LOVEloveLOVE be transmitted on the internet too? Because the My Baby’s Love Letters site is up now. It’s over there emitting You-Know-What all over the place. OMG, you know?