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Icarus @ 59 # 10
Objet d'art: the temporality of a living fire; yesterday was the shortest day and thank goodness its gone because it was dreich and wet. So after I came back from the gym I lit the fire and pulled up a guitar. In these moments its easy to slip into nostalgia, this song (below) and the images in the clip are supposed to promote that too - but I don't feel a clashing nostalgia for any of it. I found myself thinking about Nelson Mandela, 46664, and this cell where he was held on Robben Island, and the trip I took there earlier in the year. And from this I remind myself that while its easy to reflect on a kind of mythical past, like the Scotland of this clip (below), and Mandela's great legacy. Going forward, onto the next experience is the only way forward. There is no point in dwelling on what is past, we have to keep going forward. Bob Dylan once said that nostalgia is death - he is right. It suffocates us and Nelson Mandela would have agreed. Personally, I am already looking forward to 2020, but this doesn't mean we can't play the 'here's tae us, wha's like us,' without some affection for a great singer:
Objet d'art: the temporality of a living fire; yesterday was the shortest day and thank goodness its gone because it was dreich and wet. So after I came back from the gym I lit the fire and pulled up a guitar. In these moments its easy to slip into nostalgia, this song (below) and the images in the clip are supposed to promote that too - but I don't feel a clashing nostalgia for any of it. I found myself thinking about Nelson Mandela, 46664, and this cell where he was held on Robben Island, and the trip I took there earlier in the year. And from this I remind myself that while its easy to reflect on a kind of mythical past, like the Scotland of this clip (below), and Mandela's great legacy. Going forward, onto the next experience is the only way forward. There is no point in dwelling on what is past, we have to keep going forward. Bob Dylan once said that nostalgia is death - he is right. It suffocates us and Nelson Mandela would have agreed. Personally, I am already looking forward to 2020, but this doesn't mean we can't play the 'here's tae us, wha's like us,' without some affection for a great singer:
