Accompanying text to the above video essay
Imagine the outside world was a score. What music would it flow into?
We mimic our environment and imprint our presence.
We are mirrors, we are echos, transforming immanent movements of nature and giving it our own structure and velocity.
If we move in the landscape in a way that is appropriate to our creation, we have a slow pace. In this mode, our senses can fully absorb what is happening around us. Our inner perception of the landscape is different from the so-called objective reality - we have our inner landscape, which is influenced by the outer landscape, but is enriched by our sensory experience.
The inner landscape imprints memories. Their echo resonates as we slow down.
Thanks to obstacles along the way, we will remember more.
The path without obstacles is indifferent, without identity, but it allows for rapid movement.
The speed of our lifestyle is obvious in the changing environment. Living in the changing landscape, I wonder: How can we adapt to it? How can we deal with the approaching fences, the grey mass of concrete swallowing the living nature, the stolen horizons replaced with rectangular signs of human civilization, the stolen silence? Instead of that, our senses have to get on with the human jungle where the dominating signs of life are the human themselves.
But there is one constant in human world – a message from our prehistorical ancestors that still remains to the natural processes – and that is walking. It measures our rhythm of movement, it is a temporality, which is appropriate to the human being in the world, it brings the basics of music into our daily life.
