A Gift From The Gods

A Gift From The Gods
Photo By Nicole N, Belgium

Sunday, March 21, 2010

TIME STOPS FOR HIM

Queen Tiye
I have a friend who is a native Egyptian and who can trace his heritage back to the time of the Pharaohs which is astonishing in itself. He is a renowned doctor by profession but his heart rests in the timeless treasures of his artifacts which he has meticulously placed all over his office which has become somewhat of a home. The artifacts range from Ancient Egyptian artwork to Victorian busts. In addition, he has a collection of photos from the 1800’s from relative unknowns, a gramaphone, one of the first three way phones and paintings he made to look like ancient Egyptian stone cuttings as the ones seen here.























Interestingly, there is one piece of work that is all over his office in different variations hailing from different periods; his clocks - wrist watches, pocket watches, a grandfather clock. He even had a watch positioned onto a 3 minute hour glass! You want time? He’s got it. Ironically, when looking at his time conscious array, one thought came to my mind- ‘Time Stops for Him’. This could have more than one meaning. Stepping into his office is like stepping back in time; a virtual portal to another place that time has passed by but his office somehow froze that time so I and other lucky folk can enjoy this moving museum he has created.

In another vein, time stops for him I am sure when he is craftily grouping his artifacts together. I can only imagine how the gears are turning in his head and how the outside world is shut off when he is completely engrossed, creating a most perfect collage of beauty.

He could very well have lived comfortably in the time of the Ancient Egyptians and then in Victorian times. Although he does not believe in the popular theory of reincarnation, his whole existence seems to scream, “I have been here before!”

His presence spurs on the imagination and somehow I feel a fellow kinship with him, as if we were close friends or relatives in the past. Anyway, there is no doubt that he lives within each of his pieces therefore I was more than honored when he gave me one of them; a piece of him. Just beautiful.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

can I meet him?