This is one way to see it: in the book of Genesis, it is written: “Then the Lord God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being. This is as good a definition of ChiKi as any. The breath of life.”
Another way to define it is that of the Big Bang. Limitless energy driving the universe into endless divergence. Hence, the differences within the various forms of understanding of ChiKi embody the divergence that is part of the expanding universe. An expansion driven by ChiKi .
Still, what your pictures say, beyond the fact that they are really great images -thanks and congrats, people of DS!- is that ChiKi embodies some form of tension: natural Vs. artificial, nature Vs. man, death Vs. life, dark Vs. light, old Vs. young, etc.
Some submissions seem (my interpretation of your intent!) to show that ChiKi pics are images that, by themselves, radiate vital energy. Others posit (again, my interpretation) that the principle and workings of ChiKi must be shown. To each his/her own, thanks and congratulations to all, you are an awesome, amazing community…
Along with his contribution for this challenge, Johannes Hüttner sent us this poem quoted from the Tao Te Ching :
“A man is born gentle and weak.
At his death he is hard and stiff.
Green plants are tender and filled with sap.
At their death they are withered and dry.
Therefore the stiff and unbending is the disciple of death.
The gentle and yielding is the disciple of life.”
I get it! The profusion, the diversity, the organic, yet seemingly haphazard implementation. Life, life, life everywhere!
No doubt, there is vital energy afoot! Or at hand, rather!
The sun sweeps, and man glides. The combination of such apparently ill-matched partners adds up to what is called the Universe.
Johannes writes “Although the idea isn’t very original, nothing represents raw life force more than new saplings shooting up during spring with their lush greens. I chose Fuji´s Velvia profile during processing in C1 because it brings out the greens even more.”
Johannes says it so well…
The bottom picture is sooo my cup of tea…
Pascal writes: “When the going gets tough, cheat. Since I found this challenge difficult, I decided to cheat by creating contrasts between various locations, hoping this would enhance the vibe of each: a serene church, a spooky moore. a Tim Burton house, a pot of gold …”
Going through picture after picture, it was obvious that Pascal sees verticals being an integral part of ChiKI. And then of course, being Pascal, at the last minute (image) he upsets my clever theory…
Art as (one of) the product(s) of Chi-Ki. Wow! I am in awe.
Werner writes “When I read about this new challenge, immediately one of my recent pictures came to my mind I shot last fall in Amrum – a beautiful Iland in the Northern See (Germany). For me it stands for what he described Chi as life force, vital force, vital energy.”
Sand and grass. Mineral and vegetal. What binds them together? The wind! Invisible, ephemereal, unstoppable, bitingly cold or soothingly mild and warm, ever-changing energy!
Do I detect a them of humanity containing nature and gradually boxing it in?
Why is this my entry? Darkness and light. A safe road, separated from danger by a fragile barrier. Sun and warmth at the end of the tunnel. ChiKi isn’t a given, it is a path, a quest, a conquest!
Pascal sent us two series. One about life force itself and one about how it manifests in various areas of Asia, depending on local wealth and relationship to the environment. Here is set 1.
And here is set 2.
It is hard not to see complexity as part of Pascal R’s ChiKi. Not necessarily how Bob Kruger sees it. All the better for this diversity…
Ah, Nancee! You give us the vastness of the sea, the swell, sound and scent of the waves. Eternal, yet frozen into an instant by your camera. Homme libre, toujours tu chériras la mer. Man of freedom, always cherish the sea! (Baudelaire, mauled into English by yours truly)
I see benches as being for older men. Thus the sun rises as human life sets. ChiKi comes full circle.
Forests full of vegetation, rocks devoid of life. Or are the rocks the life itself? Both one life, as illustrated by the grass growing through the concrete and the tree among the houses?
No tension, no ChiKi for John! His choice of Santorini cannot be happenstance. The locus of the most powerful eruption recorded by man, enough to wipe out civilizations. Big, bad ChiKi!
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