the story of stuff

Last night I saw a great short film called the story of stuff. Why was it great?  It was creative, succinct, and informative (in the deepest sense of the word). Annie Leonard the creator basically talks for twenty minutes while wiggly-line sketches move around behind her.  What I think Annie does so well is make everthing connect and hang together so that you are not thrown a bunch of disconnected bullet-pointed factoids. She tells the story of stuff.  Have you ever stopped and wondered where your phone came from (probably several places on many continents) and where it will go once it breaks and you throw it “away” (by the way is there really such-a-thing as “away” — maybe we should say ”away from me” and “towards someone else”)?  Well I don’t want to say to much before you watch the film — which, by the way, you can watch for free online at www.storyofstuff.com.  After you watch it please post a comment and let me know what you think. 

 

  

Connecting Face and Food

Just this morning my daughter and I were having french toast and we scraped the bottom of our large honey jar. gone…….. Ding! Then it occured to me today was the first day of the farmers market this year!  Later this morning I zipped down the hill on my bike the nine blocks to our downtown market.  It was packed out for early April.  Jugglers, banjo and mandolin players,  a tall orange creature on stilts.  But the best part was seeing the familiar faces of where I buy my honey (Bill) and soap (Suzanna) and coffee (Dana) and produce (Gretchen). There are many reasons to buy local food. Garlic traveling 20 miles vs. 1500 miles conserves a load of oil.  And It’s fresher so it tastes better. But one reason that I find very fascinating is that when I buy my garlic from Gretchen I am reconnecting face and food.  Somewhere along our nation’s recent history we’ve decided it’s not really important to do that. We’ve abstracted and separated our food from it’s sources.

It’s an especially potent idea for me right now because I just became an uncle.  Yesterday, my daughter and I went over to babysit so that my sister and her husband could get out and run some errands.  As I was feeding Hugo his mommy’s milk from a bottle and he was gazing into my eyes, I remembered learning that a newborn’s focal length is exactly the distance from the mother’s breast to her eyes.  Face connected to food! We had it at the start.  What makes us think we can afford to loose it?

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