Rivers and Tides

Rivers and Tides

I really liked this film, although at times I was a little bit confused about Andy Goldsworthy's motives. He defines himself through art, although he does not define the art itself. As he said in the film, "I need the land, but the land doesn't need me". The only time where he can be at peace with himself is during his artistic journey in which he explores his creative outlet. His art is all natural, which could speak to his character because when he is in his element he feels natural, as if he is in the right place. I really admire how his art is not intended for audiences, although it seemed to me that he welcomed spectators, but more for himeself. It is ok that I don't understand everything he does because it is not for me to understand, it is for him to understand and me to appreciate. I wonder how he got started doing this? How does he earn a living? I'm sure he worked a typical job at some point, but he never commited the crime that most of socitey does today: defining ourselves through our employment. It is so refreshing to see him creating art out of natural elements, sparking intellect and wonder.

Oedipus Rex

Oedipus Rex

Definition is an important role in this play. For many years Oedipus thinks he is part of one family, and then when he hears the premonition of his future he uses that to define him. Instead of taking responsibility for his actions and actively taking a stand against this prediction, he runs away. In some way, knowing his future prevents him from creating his own character, his own definition for himself. He is defined by actions out of his control. Ironically, he is not even a part of the family he was raised by. I personally think that your family is a part of how your definition of yourself forms. For example, I use my family to define myself a) as a daughter, b) as a sister, c) as a cousin...the list goes on. The entire play Oedipus's identity is thrown up in the air, and he is grasping assemble the pieces

King Lear

King Lear

People often use their family, friends, and people around them as tools to reflect upon one's self and mold their character. Although it is not necessarily the best method, many people rely on other people's perception of themselves to find their own identity. This is dangerous because it's often misinterpreted. King Lear misinterpreted his daughter's love and acted on this, which caused his kingdom's destruction and chaos.

Plainsong

In Plainsong, each generation has to deal with soul searching and defining themselves. For some such as Victoria, definitions produce strength in the hardest of times. Her pregnancy leaves her underprivileged and overwhelmed, but her intelligence guides her to safety. She learns more about herself through the eyes of her caretakers. Each person is like a diamond with different facets, and different sides to their personalities. Ike and Bobby are left emotionally abandoned by their mother and through that tragedy they learn how to take care of themselves. Even the older characters the McPheron brothers are still learning lessons about their idenitites. Victoria ressurects their tenderness and allows their compassion to blossom, reassigning their stereotypical roles of "rough and tough farm hands". Perhaps identity is never fully defined, but rather shifted and molded, getting better and more concrete with age...

How do we truely define ourselves?

If any two people have something in common it is the quest for identity. Everyone comes into this world not knowing who they are or who they will become and it is the ultimate goal of life to solve the puzzle of our true character. So how do we really know? How do we know when we are right? Do we have any control over the outcome? It is a daunting question, but I feel it is important to be able to have a solid confidence and faith in one's self in order to contribute to the world.

I have personally battled through many wars waged against this very topic. It is an odd time in our lives where independence scratches the surface for the first time without the fall back of having our parents save the day. As an adolescent, it does not seem strange that I have often felt lost, confused, a lonely wanderer. Dealing with various health problems and the bumps in life has often left me feeling weak when I should feel strong, alone when I am surrounded, and sad when I am blessed. Searching for myself is an ongoing process that continues to baffle me.