Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Status of the Last Days

Martin Everald / the whole fear with global warming is generally we 'kill' the planet and then we die because we're connected right? watching the news and such where volcanoes ground flights and snow shuts down highways i think it's more likely that if we keep 'pissing off' the planet it will just wipe us off it and heal itself alone.

Honestly, I'm not completely sure where I'm going with this post. I'm currently sitting in front of CBC news and they're harping on about this bad winter weather and the toll it's taking, especially on drivers. So that was more my reaction if anything, the finished thought is still liquid.


I do have interest in the future, visions of the future and 'impending' apocalypse, technology, manufacture, and things concerning the ongoing man vs. nature discussion. Hence my interest in Margaret Atwood, Edward Burtynsky, Koyaanisqatsi, National Geographic's Aftermath: Population Zero, etc etc. See my photography statement for a more eloquent, creative, and detailed response/interest (below). 

This post is not much different. It isn't for protesting purposes. This is more the written component, a possible written component for a visual idea to be.  In Koyaanisqatsi the basic idea is that we started out with a very natural planet and now we're migrating into this almost completely technological, very unnatural planet. When I hear/view things like extreme winter in Europe, and here, North America, it contributes to the aforementioned dialogue (man vs. nature). It challenges the notion that nature is weak or rather completely fading into the background.  Almost amounting to a dramatic hyperbole of: "What is this... boeing? This awesome plane that can do so much and carry so many people? I am volcano and I'm erupting, and if you think you'll be able to fly until I stop, you're wrong." or "Oh, look at you and your comfortable family vehicles and 53 foot transport trucks, aren't you cute. Vehicles and highway meet blizzard." *vehicles stuck in ditch for many hours* 







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