Wow, have I ever been M.I.A. Needless to say this summer has been a whirlwind. In the 6 months since my last post I have traveled across the country, moved twice, and installed 8 different exhibitions. Not the lazy days of summer I’m accustomed to.
My summer kicked off as so many do with a mini-vacation, but this vacation wasn’t all play. Though I’m sure it looked that way to an outsider. Over memorial day weekend I traveled to Telluride, Colorado for their Mountain Film Festival. Part of the process, arguably the best part, of running a film festival is recruiting talent.
The 4 day weekend served as a crash course in environmentalism, human rights issues, and generally hazardous behavior for the sake of adrenaline. I saw films that made me wonder at the vastness of creation, fear for the future of our planet and stand in awe of the human condition. Films made me tear up, stifle feelings of physical illness, and cheer at genuine human triumphs that must be seen to be believed.
It was a delightful microcosm of life on our pale blue dot, and a stoic reminder of why I enjoy film, and not just fiction. The culmination of human expression, film manipulates all of our art forms to show us the truest reflection of life that we can muster. Films are as close as human have come to creating magic, and even when displaying tragedies and horrors can reaffirm that the only comforts in this world we find in one another.