Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Concentration Change

I'm changing my concentration for two reasons. The first is that the idea doesn't interest me as much as I confessed it did. The other reason is that I don't have the desire to take photographs of my friends posing with their moms. I've decided to do my concentration on something that's more important to me. Movement. Both metaphysical and physical. It has occurred to me that everything is moving in today's world. Nothing that advances stands still. Nature is moving. Rivers are flowing to a destination. The waves in the ocean are crashing on sands unceasingly. A hummingbird flaps its wings and flies, or it dies. We don't live in a one-day situation. We live on a spinning earth with each day leading to the next. And if we don't spin with it, we're left behind in a sorrowful, still-standing void of unproductivity. I want to capture the types of movement on earth that we don't control, like the transition from night to day, or the way water moves. And then I want to capture human movement that seems necessary to us. Like getting to work on time. (Images of the infinite amount of cars' lights streaming buy on a busy road). But there is plenty movement that is creative, and fun, rather than necessary. This is where people interest me. What is the most fun way that I could get down these stairs? How creative can I be in riding this piece wood down this mountain? Can I do other things on my bicycle besides pedaling from point A to point B? Can I describe the way this music makes me feel just by the way I move and bend my body? I could go on. I'm fascinated with skateboarders. (Specifically skateboarders who love skateboarding.) I've witnessed them go on and on into the cold and blindness of evening ripping up concrete bowls indefinitely. "Don't you need some water?" "Afterwards." It's their desire to move, to induce pleasure by creative, acrobatic, dangerous, movement. Snowboarders are the same way. "You could get seriously hurt trying a backflip!" They say without the risk there is no thrill. There is something about being upside-down, suspended only by your own momentum. The wind rushing against you gives you a great sense of self-propultion. You never heard of evil kinevil jumping his motorcycle over ten automobiles only to land in an endless sea of soft marshmellows. "You could get seriously hurt trying to ride your snowboard down this twenty-stair handrail! You could just walk down the stairs you know." Is this a joke? Not only is the snowboarder going to ride his snowboard down the handrail, but then he will be so enlivened by what just happened that he will run back up the steps just to do it again. And then next time he will try and spin onto the rail. Maybe he will try and bend his board while on the rail! "You could have been seriously injured driving your motorcycle at seventy miles an hour off that sand dune and landing on that other one a hundred feet away!" "Yeah, but I FLEW!" It is the unending creativity in moving the human body that is what drives all action sports. This intrigues me. It excites me. I want to capture just one moment in time of these fun endeavors and turn it into ART!

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