"He doesn’t look at people in a judgmental way. He avoids asking a lot of
questions. Instead it is just this experience of observing and being
present, and defining life through this flow.”
Every once in a while, even someone as odd as me discovers that someone in the world is living a life closest to the one I aspire to. Someone does something that although seemingly trivial to some, gets me right in the core of myself which I thought was wavering beyond recognition. And I start to get excited and cry at the same time because I'm moved by beauty...or my period is coming. Whatever...
Here's one of many reasons I'm happy I deactivated my FB account for the New Year. Focus. I use a secondary FB account to manage my special interest pages and that's about it. I journal a lot more and I funnel all my time killing searches into what I'm actually interested in rather than let myself be drawn into scattered internet activity because I'm bored or distracted. It's not to say that I don't occasional dress an avatar or two, but I'm no longer thinking in FB status updates which was a problem for me pre-deactivation. I don't blame it on Facebook or the internet. The fault was all my own. So I made the decision to change it. and it's been hard, but it's also been rewarding in a personal way.
anyway... Adam Magyar....
I was on the FB page I had created for my photography this morning where I subscribe to, post and promote only photography related things when I saw this post from Gregory Crewdson, whose photo essay, "Twilight" rocked me years ago when I was working at Barnes & Noble. A self taught photographer and computer software writer, Adam Magyar has created a scanning/photography tool for capturing something very hard for me to describe but which kind of stopped my heart when I viewed it this morning. And in reading more about how he came to be who he is, a deep undercurrent of longing is stirred.
As a native New Yorker, I ride the subways just about every single day. I see the circus of misery, of creativity, of joy, violence, loneliness, madness, comradery and isolation. Sometimes I'm dead to it. Other times, I long for it. Still other times, I want nothing more than to get as far away from it as possible. But always I know, this is my city. I am one of these people, caught in a range of infinite realities we understand as the life we have made for ourselves.
It is clear, as in in the quote above, that Magyar's observation of these things in his piece, "Stainless" is stunningly lacking in judgement. Viewing it is almost as if looking with your own eyes from someplace distant at all these stories which usually whirl about to quickly for anyone to process all at once. Through his uniquely constructed technology, his piece allows you to take it all in, in slow motion and with haunting detail.
You don't need to climb the face of Ketu. Travel is what you make of it. And all the richness, the drama, the adventure, the sensuality, the encounters, the beauty of life and so much more are right where you are.
Adam Magyar - Stainless, 42 Street (excerpt) from Adam Magyar on Vimeo.
Every once in a while, even someone as odd as me discovers that someone in the world is living a life closest to the one I aspire to. Someone does something that although seemingly trivial to some, gets me right in the core of myself which I thought was wavering beyond recognition. And I start to get excited and cry at the same time because I'm moved by beauty...or my period is coming. Whatever...
Here's one of many reasons I'm happy I deactivated my FB account for the New Year. Focus. I use a secondary FB account to manage my special interest pages and that's about it. I journal a lot more and I funnel all my time killing searches into what I'm actually interested in rather than let myself be drawn into scattered internet activity because I'm bored or distracted. It's not to say that I don't occasional dress an avatar or two, but I'm no longer thinking in FB status updates which was a problem for me pre-deactivation. I don't blame it on Facebook or the internet. The fault was all my own. So I made the decision to change it. and it's been hard, but it's also been rewarding in a personal way.
anyway... Adam Magyar....
I was on the FB page I had created for my photography this morning where I subscribe to, post and promote only photography related things when I saw this post from Gregory Crewdson, whose photo essay, "Twilight" rocked me years ago when I was working at Barnes & Noble. A self taught photographer and computer software writer, Adam Magyar has created a scanning/photography tool for capturing something very hard for me to describe but which kind of stopped my heart when I viewed it this morning. And in reading more about how he came to be who he is, a deep undercurrent of longing is stirred.
As a native New Yorker, I ride the subways just about every single day. I see the circus of misery, of creativity, of joy, violence, loneliness, madness, comradery and isolation. Sometimes I'm dead to it. Other times, I long for it. Still other times, I want nothing more than to get as far away from it as possible. But always I know, this is my city. I am one of these people, caught in a range of infinite realities we understand as the life we have made for ourselves.
It is clear, as in in the quote above, that Magyar's observation of these things in his piece, "Stainless" is stunningly lacking in judgement. Viewing it is almost as if looking with your own eyes from someplace distant at all these stories which usually whirl about to quickly for anyone to process all at once. Through his uniquely constructed technology, his piece allows you to take it all in, in slow motion and with haunting detail.
You don't need to climb the face of Ketu. Travel is what you make of it. And all the richness, the drama, the adventure, the sensuality, the encounters, the beauty of life and so much more are right where you are.
Adam Magyar - Stainless, 42 Street (excerpt) from Adam Magyar on Vimeo.
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