Going handheld into the crispy patterns of New Mexico. A dangerously bouncy way to discover the world. All of the texture and then the combination of that with handheld movement isn’t conducive to a clear picture. The compression on top of that only further shows the video’s flaws. Regardless, I still really like the overall feeling of the piece and the exploration of water and life.
There are some traditions, ancient in nature, that may seem cruel and hard to a modern world doing nothing more to procure food than drive a fuel powered vehicle to the store…Which to me makes it quite obvious that this ‘modern’ culture doesn’t really know what is best for everyone with this top down approach to consciousness. I say this because it’s not sustainable if all the billions of people lived that way.
People for ages have sought to separate themselves from that harshness that can come from tradition. The world is changing very fast though and obliterating traditions in a rush to make everyone represent values that are not for all seems destructive in the name of a progress that isn’t always progressive when it dampens the spirit of those that feel differently. Just because something works for one person does not mean it works for another. This argument is usually used against more conservative traditions but is equally righteous when families want the freedom to be in community in a way that isn’t always tolerant to modern thought. While traditions should not ignore the evolution of consciousness, the evolution of consciousness is deeper than the speedy change in mentality that many progressives try to force upon everyone just because they feel that their way is better or more enlightened. While stereotyping is vulgar, political correctness seems to be used in the same spirit. Is this the grey area that we should concentrate our respect towards?
The ancient tale of the hero’s journey comes to mind.
Dare I say that Nelson Mandela’s story is a courageous example of the hero’s journey. It is told that he was to marry into the tribe where he was born and to live there with that community. He wanted something different so he left to seek a way of life that he perhaps could feel more authentic about, perhaps he knew he had something more to do. In his bravery he changed the world and re-wrote history for many that got stuck in that grey area of not being allowed to seek an authentic life.
I wonder about those he left behind, what world do they belong to?
As the modern world changes and people create new community based on very different circumstances will we remember what a man like Mandela came from? Are they holding on to something important?
I like studying the emotional life of whale pods. They really stick together naturally.
The Rio Grande Bosque.