The other day, i was up the mountains with my son checking out the new snow. There wasn’t a lot of it. In fact there wasn’t even enough to skin comfortably..let alone ski. So we sought out a sheltered area – just behind the Casa del Parque in Cotos – where there was a little more accumulation – maybe as much as 12-15cm – on grass..and we took advantage of the remains of somebody’s igloo to build a small kicker. We then proceeded to have lots of fun jumping off the ramp for a couple of hours, filling in the landing area after every jump or two to avoid coming down directly on the grass. In the above image it even looks like there was snow, right?!
In the second photo you get a more real picture of that day’s reality. A lot of what we see in ‘media’ is on the same plane as the first shot. It does not correspond to visual reality, either because the picture is manipulated or enhanced to make things look betterbrightermorecolourfulmorebrilliantmorereal or whatever (could just as easily be darkerstarkermoresinister etc) or more fundamentally because the photograph just never really captures the reality as perceived by those present. We see the shadows on the wall of Plato’s cave.
Or you might argue that this is where true art steps in..to transmit by an indirect or alternative route something akin to the total experience lived by those present.
The truth is that despite the rather drab snowcover we really had a good time that day.