Tim Ingold Being Alive: Essays on Movement, Knowledge & Description
This whole blog if you haven’t figured it out already is about wayfaring: about moving under your own steam, about finding things out for yourself, about originating being. To be sure, there are clues and hints that can be garnered along the way from others, from things, but to allow these others or these things to do it for you is tantamount to ontogical death if not a biological one. Vitality I have learned does not simply mean being alive. It means being attuned - attuned Being - to the nexus of aliveness that you are involved in. Movement is everything. As Wallace Stevens once wrote: Life is Motion.
This motion is a moving of one’s own accord, not a kowtowing to someone else’s. It is original being, original thinking (original non-thinking), original moving. That is to say that the moving originates inside you. As a contrast, driving a car obviates this original moving, as does following rules and regulations that have not first been set straight in one’s own head.
To blindly allow someone else, or something else, to rule your state of aliveness is simply madness, and yet, this is what the modern world is all about, being told what to do, and when to do it, what to wear and where to wear it. The genius, as Jose Ortega Y Gasset once said, is he who devises his own work.
The work being the engine and the origin.
There is no other work.
And so here, in an effort to find my self deeper in the Way, some drawings…. some wayfaring… some original Being!
On the beach at Irvine.
Sophisticated Seagulls!
From Lochend hill.
Above Port Glasgow
Barochan Hill
From the Kilpatrick Braes looking south (that's Hewlitt Packard down there!)
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