Woodcutters & Management.

  • March 6th, 2012

     THE AXE MAN.

    I want to take this opportunity to thank God … or the universe. Whoever or whatever is in charge seems to have brought the sun back after what felt like an interminable season of grey. Yesterday, to pay tribute to this momentous event, I decided that I would go out and look for color, specifically, pairings of yellow and blue. At the moment, I am really enjoying the interplay between these two primary partners — red is such a prima donna don’t you think, always blazing away, snatching center stage? Sorry, I digress.

    Something else happened. While I was out shooting stuff. I heard a cry. No, it was not spring. It was a group of woodcutters. They wanted their photos taken. One of the things I love about Turkey is that the working classes are only too happy to jump in front of the camera. 

    SOME HARD-SLOGGING GENTS REVEALING THEIR TOIL TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD.

    These guys reminded me that there’s no point setting out with an agenda. The story will come, but it’ll be told through you, not by you. 

    Carl Sagan — a much more appealing voice for the virtues of reason over faith than, say, Richard Dawkins — once said something to the effect of: “We are the universe’s way of knowing itself.”

    I agree. That’s why we shouldn’t separate ourselves from it or think we can order it according to our wishes. There’s a larger reality, that’s only given to us in glimpses.

    THE BAG MAN.

    So we can stomp through life looking for what we want, trying to prove a point, or we can watch, listen and allow the universe to peel back the curtain a bit and reveal something far more interesting than we originally imagined. Yesterday I went out looking for yellow and blue. I got a glimpse of some far more interesting color while I joked and snapped photos of these guys, nobly spotlit by a shaft or two of light in the flapping tarp above.

    Then the long shadow of management appeared and sent me on my way, and the men back to work.

    THE LONG SHADOW OF MANAGEMENT.

    What do you think? Are we storytellers? Or merely props in a story too grand for us to comprehend? Are we woodcutters or management? Feel free to let me know. 

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