Geographical Initiation

 

Traveling all over the world; into deepest Africa and highest Asia, into the plainest plains of Europe and most lush jungles of South America, into the deserts of North Africa and Australia, and into the icy coasts of the Poles.

What is there to see? Everything. Nothing. What is my function here? The same as everywhere else: to go, to do, to make, to make up, to assemble the documentation. The magic of a geographical initiation: to show up and take in, then take off and show off. Then reframe whatever we’re attracted to and share it as art in many different forms, shapes and sizes.

And here we get to the essence of this train of thought: what if…? What if I were somewhere with no tools of documentation whatsoever? Would the experience still mean something if it weren’t potentially possible to share? Would I be interested in seeing without access to my camera? Would I be interested in memorising details without access to pen and paper?

Or is this only another pathology cloaked in the exotic?