home’s homes
Crafted and layered. Pieces of the past littered across memories of the now.
A society of build the new, dream the big and build the big. Meanwhile, crumbling works by craftsman hands, crumble before our eyes. Preservation possible? Or a dire need to revitalize human nature? Can we live beyond the walls of the cities, without the paperwork licensing and political babysitter sittings? One day a generation of documentarians will document our crumblings, but why can’t we see them falling in action right before us?
Known corner stores and familiar brick patterns, across the nation the same spaces. Passer-buyers no longer reminisce, have the stories of the buildings’ beginnings been lost to the box stores who provide our eyes entertainment in exchange for a promised bliss?
A paradigm of fast fashion and consumption desires, chasing cheap discounts and sugary processed diets. It’s not only middle America, we all collectively condone this culture across the nation and even global, choosing to live as consumers and little as creators. Low congregations, worship buildings crumbling in the storm of ego based cultures, where did the paradigm shift away from a temple within begin? The beginnings of virtual world cultures, will they hide the younger generations from seeing the destruction of anything that carried substance? Living in “perfectly” built digital worlds, how do the adults start seeing our city streets as Monopoly board scenes meant not for individual domination, but for collective coalitions? Collectively rebuilding…shaping the spaces our society needs not just for consumer nations, but to re-fabric substance into our communities of nations.
It starts with one, one person, one street, one community. If all of us started, rebuilding and repurposing, could we re-construct local economies and detach our reliance connected to barges and mass farming?
The soil isn’t going anywhere and these century old structures, have continued standing on, witnesses to our ignorance as we collectively fail to see one another as team mates. Our individualized “What are you thinking…” Facebook World, warping our collective communication? Let’s look around, and see where we can begin planting food and thought seeds.
From the rubble, from the waste, from the ways in which we exchange. Can we mobilize our people’s collective momentum in order to start a reconstruction based around solution based ways and not simply “convenient ways”. Problems need to be fixed, not for profits, but for ways to sustain nature as our collective prophet. Our temple within the within and with one on the out. Imagine the spaces littered with our waste, potential spaces to revitalize, to re imagine or to leave alone?
Impossible or just a challenge in making it possible?
Extraction of resources, can we repurpose the pieces that have already been extracted?