Nirvana is a game. In this game, it is possible to experience how the force of gravity participates in balance. It allows us to observe surprising compositions by playing with the disparate relationships between weight/volume and weight/position.
We do not realize that in our body the same physical laws are taking place.
We suggest you to experiment with any alternative object to the spinning top as a counterweight to the arch. We provide some suggestions…
For this reason, the game of Nirvana can be fun and instructive. But overall, it is a game for contemplation. By seeing how a spinning top could become a plumb-line, we can feel the great power of the attraction force known as gravity. The cord that holds the spinning top is subjected to a force that makes it rigid and stretch, therefore, the top remains very still and it seems attached in the space and extremely heavy. The whole scene makes us feel a physical gravitational sensation that leads us to wonder why we are not more often aware of this when we are standing, holding our own weight. We keep looking and observing, and nothing happens, in a kind of mental silence: we are contemplating.
Is it an inanimate object or is there something in it that gives it life? Could it be that he reminds us of the messenger boy, the newspaper vendor, the shoeshine or the apprentice of any number of jobs – one who depends on his arms and legs to carry out these menial jobs in order to scrape by? Where does our sympathy for an object come from? Where do our emotions spring from -weak and subtle as they may be – where if not from the emotions of life itself and the spirit that animates it?
The vertex, the common point at which two lines converge – or diverge – , is a primordial element in the graphic representation of all kinds of phenomena. It is first and foremost a graphic symbol, one that in its essence is the synthesis of an event. It marks the point where a road separates, where two rivers come together, where one plane ends and another begins, a change of direction, a fold, a dilemma posed by two possibilities, the branching out of growth and evolution, the cross-linking of a plane, the planar deconstruction of a volume, an itinerary for logical reasoning, computational structure, algorhythmic formulation…
Ladders are the symbol of paradise lost, of that unattainable paradise. They seduce us because with them we can climb to the heights, much as we did in our previous life as primates. Climbing, forever upwards: it seems an aspiration in itself. Fruit, hanging from branches that are out of reach.
The tightrope walker balances over the precipice, risking life and limb as he walks over the thinnest of threads. They are not actors; rather, they relive what is essentially their life away from the wire. We are all tightrope walkers, though some more than others. Whether we are aware of it or not, we are all balanced on the edge. That is what they are trying to tell us.