This week, from the whimsical to the serious, explore your own movements and the movement around you.
What does it reveal about our community?
Lately, I have been fascinated by movement. The movement of objects through space, the movement of people across landscapes both rural and urban, as well as social movements where communities come together for change.
Movement can be involuntary, the blink of an eye, your chest rising and falling with every breath. It can be utilitarian, like walking, busing or driving, something we do to get from point A to B. It can also be a form of expression, like dance or drama, the body speaking without words. Movement is a word that promises freedom and mobility.
As someone who neither drives nor cycles, I feel fortunate that I live in a walkable city, that there are skytrain and buses to take me to most places I wish to go. Even so, there are still parts of the city that remain mysteries to me because I cannot make my way there — at least not easily. There are boundaries to my geographical movement and the possibilities open to me. But these borders are always shifting, and what poses a limit today may not be there tomorrow.
This week, from the whimsical to the serious, explore your own movements and the movement around you. What does it reveal about our community?