Us and Them

I continually find myself disenchanted with where we've come as a society. War and senseless violence abound (if you can even differentiate the two). We exhaust our resources and grossly overpopulate our planet like a flesh-eating virus. Our economy is in shambles. Angst-filled extremists perch themselves across a great divide while masses of the naive and the indifferent plug the middle. We are an on-demand-instant-gratification-me-first civilization made closer by technology yet each isolated in our own electronic cocoon. Each night at work and each night on the news I routinely see the absolute worst of humanity. And I wonder if this is it? Is this what we've come to?

 

But then I stop for a moment to look at a scene like this: a tree emerging from a long winter's sleep to delicately erupt with a flurry of pink at the mere hope of sunlight. And I imagine a little sparrow flitting among the blossoms with a twig in her mouth, steadfastly building her home. So then I wonder, if they can see the promise, shouldn't I?

 

Minolta X-700 • Kodak Ektar 100

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