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I'm loving this CD right now. There's something about the sound of an acoustic guitar that instantly relaxes me. Maybe it's the sound of strings on wood. I almost automatically feel more comfortable with anything wooden, or really anything derived from nature. Whenever I sit down at a formica table in a restaurant I start to itch. Not that I go to restaurants too often these days.
I've lived in a lot of different places in my life. I keep having people ask me what's it like to live in Argentina, or Denmark, or New Zealand, and I never know how to answer them. Because so much is the same from one country to the next. People get cold or hot and complain about it, they get hungry and eat if they can, they try to love each other and sometimes end up hating each other. Sometimes I wonder how many people truly recognize that. I've met people who were curious of other cultures and it almost seemed like they had some kind of supposition that because these people lived far away and in a land they've never visited, that their goals and wants were somehow wholly different from the ones we possess. The more cynical belief is that it's easier to dismiss someone's pain if you can't conceive of them as a person like yourself. That's one of the things that's drawn me to photography. Putting a face and an image on people and places that aren't normally shown to what I suppose you would call the masses has always felt like one of the most humane things you can do as an artist.
So I suppose this is my way of putting a new face on myself. Let's see if it holds.
I've lived in a lot of different places in my life. I keep having people ask me what's it like to live in Argentina, or Denmark, or New Zealand, and I never know how to answer them. Because so much is the same from one country to the next. People get cold or hot and complain about it, they get hungry and eat if they can, they try to love each other and sometimes end up hating each other. Sometimes I wonder how many people truly recognize that. I've met people who were curious of other cultures and it almost seemed like they had some kind of supposition that because these people lived far away and in a land they've never visited, that their goals and wants were somehow wholly different from the ones we possess. The more cynical belief is that it's easier to dismiss someone's pain if you can't conceive of them as a person like yourself. That's one of the things that's drawn me to photography. Putting a face and an image on people and places that aren't normally shown to what I suppose you would call the masses has always felt like one of the most humane things you can do as an artist.
So I suppose this is my way of putting a new face on myself. Let's see if it holds.