Sunday, December 4, 2011

Wearing stipes

Stripes are a silly thing. You can wear black and white and look like a prisoner or you can look like a a model who can out of Vogue. What makes the personality of stripes? Is it the persons intention when wearing it or is it place? Lets cross out all linear thought on this subject and close our eyes and ponder this silly little question. I bet you have never thought about something such as a stripe and its context. If I wore it next to my Christmas tree, for example, with its lights on and snow falling lightly outside, would it bring different meaning to its aesthetics than if it where worn even next to the same tree with its lights turned off during the middle of the day? what I am trying to get at is why we associate ourselves with creating meaning behind red and green=Christmas, Black and yellow=color of a bee, blue=sad, black and white stripes=convict? Would if I lived in Africa? Would my logic stay the same? As we grow up we put two and two together sorta like when we are first learning to talk we associate dad and mom with our parents. Maybe it has to do with our human  love of order. We love to have solid answers even when we have one we still look for more beyond what we have or already know. I don't think God created those stripes to represent a convict. If that where the case though would it say in the Bible that Jesus was clothed in stripes before he was lashed forty times?
Even years later, having changed the color of a convict or a prisoners fashionable pattern from black and white stripes to vibrant deer hunting orange, we still come back to the cat and its fiddle.

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