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Seeing Beyond Sight Photo Challenge by Frostbeard

December 6th, 2007 11:16 PM

INSTRUCTIONS: Seeing Beyond Sight has partnered with SFZero to challenge you to see the world differently - with more than your eyes.

Welcome new users: SFZero is an ongoing game in which you can choose to participate (or not) after you do the Seeing Beyond Sight Challenge.

Click here for new user registration.

1. Blindfold yourself.
(wear shades or tape your eyes shut)

2. Go out in public and make your way in the world.
(go 1 block, 1 hour or 1 roll of film; go with a friend or alone; make up your own process)

3. Photograph things you notice. And, just notice.
(What do you notice differently about objects, people, actions, interactions?)

4. Embrace the whole experience as much as the picture taking.
(Engage. Have a conversation with people you encounter. Take it all in.)

5. Share your story.
(For each photograph write a caption about your experience - a few lines or several paragraphs if you want.)

6. Challenge some friends to do it.
(email them the link: sf0.org/seeingbeyondsight)

Please don't post all the pictures from your shoot, but chose 1 to 3 that are the best images or are most telling of your experience. Caption the photos describing something about your experience - that is as important as the image itself. Longer stories are welcomed and may be added to www.seeingbeyondsight.org.

If you depend on your eyes to get around, then it is hard not to use them. Although you can tell us about how difficult it is to be blind, focus more on what you noticed about the world as you embarked on this journey.

This experience isn’t about blindness – it is about seeing, noticing and paying attention with more than your eyes.

This challenge was inspired by SEEING BEYOND SIGHT: PHOTOGRAPHY BY BLIND TEENAGERS, a new book published by Chronicle Books.

There is conflict and struggle between the basic precepts of the nature of that which is Biome. On the one hand, we within the group are striving to define a role within the City for interacting with and meshing with nature, and on the other, seek to reject the concept of Nature vs. Woman/Man/City/Urban. The common ground of course is that when one sees Homo sapien sapiens as part of nature, then the urban landscape becomes part of nature by association. Unfortunately, while this view expands the concept of what it is to be human, the next step of connecting with a more primal state is forgotten. By taking the concept of Seeing Beyond Sight out of the City and into the forest i have attempted to address the importance of social systems to our behavior as humans, and how heavily we have come to rely on it.

My first attempt started with an ill-advised plan to move from my house, through a sandpit, and then via roadways back to the start. This failed quite quickly when i became lost in a copse of small trees. Rethinking my plight, i decided that for such a solitary journey through a vastly complex environment with nothing in particular to guide me, i would need something more simple. I move out to a rocky outcrop in the forest that i know fairly well, near a brook, and decided that i would attempt to make it home through the forest without sight.

This started with a downhill climb to the brook edge. Once i found the brook by tapping my guiding stick until i heard ice over the rather loud flowing of water, i slowly moved over to the other side of the brook (i apparently managed to hit an area in which the ice covered the whole brook and was strong enough to support me...if i prayed to some god i'd probably have to thank her/him).

Then began a game of attempting to head along the stream for what i guessed to be long enough by feel and the sound of the brook. This involved a lot of running into trees, pushing through branches, and backtracking when an area proved to be too thick. At times i was forced to stop and remove my hat as the effort took quite a lot of energy and overheated me. At one point i slipped and brought my forearm down on some protruding woody appendage.

As i turned away from the brook and headed up the slope of the small valley in which it was housed, i lost my only consistent audible marker and was forced to begin guessing which way to go. Knowing that i lived essentially at the top somewhere i followed the terrain to my advantage. I heard cars on the distant road from here on out, and tried to use those as some guidance. At one point the bristly conifers gave way to the smooth with rough bumps bark of birch trees. Knowing the area well was vital, as i knew this copse must have been located in vaguely the right direction. The stand of hemlock(discovered by feel, smell, and taste) i ran into after was a bit troubling, as i thought that the hemlock trees were all in the other direction, but as i went on the foliage became more sparse, which i took as a good sign. Finally i ran into smaller trees interspersed with abundant thorny plants and i knew i had come to the clearing in which my house stands.

Overall it took between an hour and an hour and a half. From one site to the other couldn't really even be a mile. I discovered that what is typically considered the "natural world" is fairly devoid of helpful markers. One must intimately know the terrain, and the species distribution of certain plant types is vital. At one point i even became very confused and nervous when my guiding stick produced a strange noise from something up ahead and above. It took me a minute to realize the strange noise was produced by a curl of bark hanging from a tree, the space between acting as a resonator. Including the intra-species interaction to the human system seems to be very important to being able to make one's way in the world without sight. I fear that if i actually were without my sight, i would simply starve to death somewhere in the bitter cold. The loss of such an important sense puts one in a delicate situation, and i have a new appreciation for that now.

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Initial start

Initial start

Out of focus, hat and bandanna cover the eyes and face. This strange shredded material is the user-interface end of my stick.


The original plan

The original plan

Here is the beginning of my original path. I moved forward from here, but got pretty lost after not too long.


Downfall

Downfall

A little to the right of these trees is where i got lost behind them. Rather than continuing on the path of open space, i ended up constructing loops and circles in the snow with my footprints. Eventually had to rehash plan.


In the Woods

In the Woods

Here i am in the forest, ready to go.


The lean-to

The lean-to

A large stone face left exposed by glacial retreat hangs out over this space. At one time in my youth someone had pushed a bunch of small trees against it to construct a lean-to shelter. Now, it seems to be a local hotspot for bored youths with access to fire to "tag" in charcoal writing. How primitive. :)


The look out

The look out

On the right is the edge of the space i am in over which the rock face hangs. Out there, into the darkness is where i must go.


The brook

The brook

I hear the brook. I attempt to get a picture. I get more tree than brook. It's down there behind the tree though. I begin to understand the mess i'm in.


Water?

Water?

I can hear the brook really close now. I sort of step/fall down to the edge of it, i think. It feels to my foot and stick, and sounds like ice. It seems to be solid all the way across. There should be running water in the middle. Am i really there yet?


Foot on ice

Foot on ice

Yes, it definitely feels like ice. I go for it. Managed to actually get my foot in the shot.


Not in Kansas

Not in Kansas

But where? Massachusetts yes, but where in MA? I might as well be in Thailand for all i know. Here i go trudging along, moving from tree to tree, getting smashed in the head by sticks i walk into. Excruciatingly monotonous. After this point, my camera occasionally makes sounds like the flash and lens are doing something, but the satisfying click of the mirror moving out of the way and the shutter opening no longer greet my ears. I find out later that my battery is dead.


Souvenir

Souvenir

Some thorn dealy that got stuck in my hair. Got a lot of the old thorn treatment toward the end there.


My wound

My wound

Proof that taking away one's vision and sticking them in the forest is a good way to hurt them. Let them hurt themselves. Fell and came down on some jagged woody protrusion.




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posted by rongo rongo on December 8th, 2007 2:52 PM

Glad you didn't fall into the water. I never thought about whether I could recognize trees near my house versus other trees---probably not.

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posted by Frostbeard on December 9th, 2007 11:20 AM

ya....i spent a LOT of time out there as a child and adolescent. i'm also quite glad i didn't fall in the water, thanks for the concern. :)

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