i dunno jed, i see a baby and i see flat-out vulnerability. open for everything that arises, sure, but what choice would one have, not having a developed musculoskeletal system or a developed ego?
as the thoughtimages click by - in the baby i see an impulse, a willingness that must be present in order for the baby to become upright and eventually walk. ego in its most unadulterated form, the act of willing oneself into this dreamworld. the human impulse. i also see a curiosity and a determination to take in the world through the senses.
i am neither baby, nor adult. am i human? if i am willing to believe i am. immortality cannot play because it has no opponent.
i can't say whether i'm picking, or painting, or both. i can say it's possible to appreciate it without knowing what it is.