This was a fun little side project Brian Tunney and I worked on one June day in Madison, WI, where we delved into the retrospective psychology of riding flatland hours on end alone in a parking lot. Shot on 16mm and 8mm film. Head games circa 2000.
Sometimes life can become a stressful series of head games. A constant test, as if two sides of consciousness are in deep battle over the ownership of one’s sanity. Replaced, with a faithless void by your mind.
It’s believed, we, as humans, are only capable of utilizing less than ten percent of our brain. Leaving the other ninety percent untouched by our consciousness. To me, this poses a series of questions. Does this merely limit the head games, or would a deeper understanding just overcomplicate them? And if so, would we be capable of unimaginable wonders, or be relegated to confusion?
Well then how does that ten percent of my small comprehension begin to reconstruct the bridge back to personal accomplishment?
I just don’t know. Maybe I will never know. Maybe none of us will ever know.
For now, I will let these thoughts subside and rewire my mind to accept a simple series of beats and rhythms.
Some days the mind steps back from the original plan, taking you in a diverted and unwanted direction. A direction that only seems to take you backwards and over the same route many times. Why must I become so damn familiar with this path?
Some days I just don’t want to deal with these head games. Some days I just wish it could be simple. At times of frustration, my mind begins to wander.
I dream of moments of serenity, when the stresses of the day subside and set in the sky. I dream of moments of glee, when the hallway in my mind is free of clutter and I can freely travel its lengths. Maybe I should dust of my old trumpet and blow out a golden melody?
Maybe I just need to channel my aggression in new ways. Like a summer shimmer off the reflective waters, where I can pretend I’m Leonardo diCaprio as the king of the world from the hit movie Titanic.
All this I can only ponder upon.
The great thing about head games is that I’m always willing to play them, despite their frustrations, despite their challenges. Maybe it’s just part of the human spirit we all share: the desire to be competitive, even if at times it is only with one’s self.
The struggle is refreshing, and in a strange way I welcome it. I welcome the challenges I am faced with on a daily basis because I know that at the very least, they teach me and lead me to a further understanding of what this is all about.
And the passing of time, although tough on occasion, will eventually lead me to the answers for which I search so hard for. It’s the barrier my mind wishes to overcome.
Life can be funny at times. Like playing a game of tug of war where neither side has the advantage. And life can be even funnier when you beat your head at something once thought impossible. Maybe unlearning the concept of impossible is the key to exploring the mind even further?
A simple discovery in the long road ahead.
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