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Dither Me This #13: Delicatus

July 12, 2017

then the Seaway recedes,
we drop into a desert canyon of marzipan
White Cliffs rising to pinch out the sky –
walls, delicate, fragrant flake grains
of sugar onto the path … More Dither Me This #13: Delicatus

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“It’s hard to navigate where does the loneliness come from and where does it end?” / “In the US we have a lot of issues with addressing our ghosts...” / Just a couple points I pose during my interview with @_middlewell for the Here For Now podcast. Episode 5 is a discussion of the self-critic, social anxiety, community, ghostliness, running endeavors, craft and culture, and more. Being a writer is different than being an eloquent speaker, so this was quite the exercise for me. But at the core I wanted to speak my truth and share about mental health, about learning, about being. Give a listen at middlewell.com, on iTunes, or Spotify. 🙏🏽 Thanks for allowing me to be vulnerable.
@nomanslandfilmfestival Virtual Flagship is coming up! Last year was the first year it moved to Denver, CO and I’m so grateful to have been able to volunteer and participate — it was literally the last event I attended before the reality of Covid hit (missing that in-person magic for sure 😭). But thanks to the internet, the mission of the festival lives on! Click the link in my bio for tickets and info on what to look forward to! Films, panels, and more. 💥
Polyphonic - producing many sounds simultaneously; many-voiced. / isn’t this what we’ve always been? What would you write about, knowing this?
I had a dream last month about a word: terraism. In my mind this word meant: the remnants of colonial romanticism, or, the romanticism of colonial remnants. I interpreted it as an anti-earth sentiment. When I woke, I Googled the word and found that it only exists in the context of Japanese science fiction: a cult that worships Terra, the original planet. The very definition of an “ism” is a framework of worship, practice, philosophy, or movement. I find it interesting how my dream and the sci-fi version are essentially saying the same thing: that there is an issue with how humans perceive the earth. To love it is a cult in the sci-fi story and of course has been seen that way in real life. Colonialism wouldn’t have destroyed such intimate notions of earth kinship if it thought otherwise. It has become all the more evident to me that romanticism (the colonial, mass-producible version of kinship) is a form of injustice and exploitation. John Muir is a prime example of this. And I fear falling into the same traps. Is it even possible to write about or photograph space and time without colonizing it or upholding colonial notions of preservation? How do you identify or imagine the difference? When you look at these photos of me, for instance, I doubt you think about how you judge me within certain colonial contexts, how “craft does not exist outside of society, outside of culture, outside of power...To engage in craft is always to engage in a hierarchy of symbolization...To be [an artist] is to wield and to be wielded by culture.” These statements by @m.salesses have me spinning! There are tumbling absences inherent with every word and image, all subject to an ingrained hierarchy of value, of beauty. How do we manifest culture when the very fabric of our global existence is a direct derivative of colonial ethics, worship, practice, philosophy, movement...? 😵 Just your typical food for thought, right? 😬
☺️ Tiempo de juego
@jetboil shoot for their ultralight STASH last year (the STASH has officially launched this week). I was so stoked when @em.sierra told me the other model was the one and only @jalenbazile (who I’d met a year prior at my WFR Recert haha)!!!! Endless smiles and laughs because of you, Jalen (siempre y siempre)! And thanks, Emily, for letting me be a part of your photo magic. I’m sure I’ll be sharing more highlights. ☺️
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