Speeding up to slow down; speeding up to mow down; the first, one of the terrible ironies of the modern world; the second, one of its tragedies. The concepts of both tragedy and irony are rich seams for creative inspiration to chip away at in the search for nuggets of truth. As a forager who, since the beginning of April, has been attempting to live the entire year on wild food, I have been forced to explore this dreadful irony. In fact, I'm coming to realize (not that it isn't obvious) that living in the modern world with a regular job, and all the other clutter of modernity, postmodernity - or whatever, is virtually impossible if one wishes to forage for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And so, in this hectic rush to slow down these past three weeks, only one thing has done so, has afforded my a brief moment of grounded clarity and reflection. That moment came after meeting Adam, the creative explorer of roadkill tragedies (and so much more) last week at his show, Roadkill: The Last Supper. All his pieces are brimming with painful nuggets of truth - the truth of tragedy and, yet, also the truth of opportunity; the opportunity to change. Look deeply at his works and you may be struck so intensely that you burst into tears, as I did. Look further still and the horrors that cause such passion breakdown into more basic parts: love and compassion, friendship and laughter. Don't believe me? You need to experience Adam's work for yourself...
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At the vanguard stands Fergus, capturing the zeitgeist with a little help from his new best friend.
Speeding up to slow down; speeding up to mow down; the first, one of the terrible ironies of the modern world; the second, one of its tragedies.
The concepts of both tragedy and irony are rich seams for creative inspiration to chip away at in the search for nuggets of truth. As a forager who, since the beginning of April, has been attempting to live the entire year on wild food, I have been forced to explore this dreadful irony. In fact, I'm coming to realize (not that it isn't obvious) that living in the modern world with a regular job, and all the other clutter of modernity, postmodernity - or whatever, is virtually impossible if one wishes to forage for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And so, in this hectic rush to slow down these past three weeks, only one thing has done so, has afforded my a brief moment of grounded clarity and reflection. That moment came after meeting Adam, the creative explorer of roadkill tragedies (and so much more) last week at his show, Roadkill: The Last Supper. All his pieces are brimming with painful nuggets of truth - the truth of tragedy and, yet, also the truth of opportunity; the opportunity to change. Look deeply at his works and you may be struck so intensely that you burst into tears, as I did. Look further still and the horrors that cause such passion breakdown into more basic parts: love and compassion, friendship and laughter. Don't believe me? You need to experience Adam's work for yourself...
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