Dispatches from the Circuitdelic Laboratory

Medium: Photographic Sequence, Stylized

There was no plan. Only presence. The eye was open, and the sky performed.

This four-part visual sequence is not a narrative, but a waveform. It begins in calm—a saturated sunset stretched across the Cincinnati riverfront like a held breath. Then comes the strike. Not metaphor, not omen, just the voltage of reality touching itself in a single pulse of electric awareness.

And then? Color. Light reorganized. A spectrum descended from a water tower, not symbolically but literally—painting the air with division and unification at once. Moments later, a second arc appeared, subtle but real, reminding us that nature often echoes its own revelations.

This is not about meaning. As Alan Watts said, “The moment you try to define it, you miss it.” There is no need to assign value to a storm or a rainbow. The kingdom of heaven is a frequency. These images simply capture a brief moment when that frequency became visible.