.…don’t be a tourist: vacation culture, capitalism, consciousness
On a perfect Memorial Day weekend, a hot, but not yet sweaty temperature marks the start of summer on the East Coast of the United States. Boats and kayaks float down the highways. Lawn mowers drone like giant bees. New lake reeds sway in the evening breeze. Barbecue aromas waft through the tinkling of ice in cocktail glasses. As the season begins, future pleasures and past memories flirt in the hearts of vacationers.
Club Paradise is set on Cape Cod, Massachusetts, a glacier-carved, peninsula paradise, home to Wampanoag peoples 10,000 years before Europeans arrived. Thousands of archaeological sites have been discovered, indicating that what Thoreau wrote was true. Thoreau pointed out that the Cape was densely populated by Wampanough and nearby tribes, who migrated around the Cape for the seasonal summer powwow, for the hunting and fishing.
The vacation migration that swells the populations of Cape Cod and Islands is compared to early nomadic tribes led by their shaman on the tracks of game. Only now the game pursued is a state of mind, a workers’ consciousness, tolerant of capitalist slavery.
Club Paradise considers the deeper meaning of contemporary time off. It examines vacation fiction and fantasy, the selling of nostalgia, the marketing of adventure absent in workers controlled lives, colonization of vacation areas, worker migration, and the use of memory and consciousness to control workers’ minds.
Vacation culture is viewed as a means of dividing the empires’ peoples, hastening environmental damage, the extinction of species, the growth of refugees, migrants, and terrorism.
A round-trip ticket flight from New York to London robs the Arctic of three square meters of ice. Vacation demands fossil fuel, traffic, service problems and abuses that destroy environment.
Tourism is one of the world’s largest industries surpassing that of oil exports, food products or automobiles, and on the Cape leisure is big business.
Nomadic shamanic ritual is proposed instead of hedonistic down time. In a precarious moment in the planet’s history, it is crucial to create paradise at home: to conserve resources, cultivate an austerity consciousness, a mindfulness of the interconnectedness of all beings, to hold the idea of anima mundi as our relationship to the world, a shamanic dream state, deep awareness, and connection to nature…..
“Therefore, we may consequently state that: this world is indeed a living being endowed with a soul and intelligence … a single visible living entity containing all other living entities, which by their nature are all related.” Plato
LINKS TO VIDEO
Welcome 03:14. https://youtu.be/wzlvm90Cc8o
Club Paradise 02:11. https://vimeo.com/335596984
Last Exit 00:47. https://vimeo.com/328065643
Cabo Peligro 06:54. https://youtu.be/3XZLPmS4ZxM
Tears In The Night 01:34. https://vimeo.com/320993854
Moon On Fire Meditation 00:37. https://vimeo.com/316913426
Race The Sun Meditation 00:52. https://vimeo.com/321333552
LINKS TO MORE CLUB PARADISE ONLINE:
Club Paradise: desire, vacation, redemption, 2 films, 40 years, graphic essay, https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2019/04/cecelia-chapman.htmland in print http://www.lulu.com/shop/mark-young-editor/otoliths-issue-fifty-three-part-two/paperback/product-24089468.html
Blue Souvenir: memory and wampum, vacation and consciousness, Club Paradise, cyanotype prints, https://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2019/02/cecelia-chapman.htmland in print http://www.lulu.com/shop/mark-young-editor/otoliths-issue-fifty-three-part-two/paperback/product-24089468.html
Sent, with Jeff Crouch, mail collaboration postcards and book, http://www.unlikelystories.org/content/sent
…from Posted, with Rafael Gonzalez 2018, mail collaboration postcards and book, https://www.utsanga.it/cahpman-gonzalez-works/
And….Trouble in Club Paradise: Death, drugs, drunkeness, disaster… polaroids reimagine notorious vacations from literature, news and film on Lake Wequaquet, Cape Cod. The complete series 02/11 at UnlikelyStories…
Our memories are the only paradise from which we can never be expelled. John Paul Richter