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More Grandpa Davey Speaks
A Path with a Heart
Answers
A Stop at Willoughby
Can't Captue It
Choices
Corrections
Crossing Texas
Ewe To?
Girls
Golden Biscuits
Invest in Yourself
Killing Me Softly
Leave it to Beaver
Locke Machine
Lost in the Grand Canyon
Mind Over Temperature
Mother of all Storms
Mr. Wizard
Mysterious Money
No Sense at All
Not Shadow People
Poverty Point
Queer Creatures
Reckless Abandon
Shadow People
Squirt Gets Run Over
Sub Prime
Surrogates
TEOTWAWKI
The Cheapest Medicine
The Golden Calf
Ticket to Freedom
Two Types of Girls
Vaya Con Dios
Wake Up!
Where's the Beef?
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Can’t Capture It
We can intrigue, inform, lure, excite, or invite with our stories,
yet cannot pass on experience from one to another. The images we
capture serve to awaken memories in those that have them and
hopefully stimulate
fantasies in
those that don’t.
 Last
Saturday, after driving past some of the most dramatic scenery this
world has to offer, I realized I had neglected to capture the view.
Tomorrow, I promised, would be different. Sunday came and I found
this task was not just difficult, but impossible.
From the river, across a broad expanse of rolling meadows and
forests, the jagged spine of the Rockies arose. As far as the eye
could see, the Continental Divide stood before us. On our side,
creeks run to the Pacific, on the other to the Arctic Ocean.
Failing at my task, I realized that no one could capture such a
scene. Words, pictures, or video can only serve to remind us of the
real image that exists in our minds. Many times we try to convey an
experience by accentuating an important aspect. Sometimes the big
picture is the important aspect. In these cases, we are incapable of
sharing.
- A woman sits near the window
of the El Tovar
Restaurant. Gazing across the
Grand
Canyon, she silently weeps. No one can paint a picture of
what she sees.
- Approaching Dante’s View, my
breath is suddenly taken from me, as I become aware of the
valley floor, one mile below the side of the road. Video could
not capture the moment.
- Watching a documentary on
Yellowstone,
I smell the thermal features. Even though smell is our most
memorable sense, we have yet to acquire smellevision.
- Nearing the headlands at
Rialto Beach, I am struck with apprehension by the deep
unearthly sound of the powerful ocean meeting the rocky shore.
We have no camera that can photograph feelings.
I could
go on
and on. If you don’t have these places in your mind, I can only
pique your interest. In the end you'll have to
lace up
your boots
and go see for yourself.
©5/29/09
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