March Against Monsanto – Quito: Vidblog

March Against Monsanto in Quito, Ecuador

March Against Monsanto in Quito, Ecuador

Quito, Ecuador – As promised, below is about four minutes of video footage from yesterday’s March Against Monsanto demonstration here in the Ecuadorian capital. Nothing fancy – but it’ll give you a general idea of how things transpired here. And like just about everything I’ve come across in South America over the past four months, the demonstration had a terrific, infectious beat.

For some background: I posted some photos and a notebook on the event yesterday.

I’ll be posting a few post-march videos, some excellent music and dancing, later in the week

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26 Seconds at Guayaquil’s Malecon Gardens Fish Pond

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The amount of plastic I continue to see –strewn about, blowing about and haphazardly piled about– as I make my way north through South America is staggering. Whether at home or on the road, it’s one thing I simply can’t become immune or jaded to. Who throws bottle caps, candy wrappers, spoons and sporks into ponds in public gardens? Or flings plastic bags and bottles out their windows?

Does anyone know these people? If so, can you please ask them to stop?

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Forty Seconds With Bolivian Traffic-Directing Zebras

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Your 42-second mental health break for the day..

I have no explanation for this. I shot this in Sucre, but I also saw them busy at work in La Paz as well. Enjoy!

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Bohemian Rhapsody, the Chill Out Lima Version

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Here is a 3min 26sec tour, plain and unadorned, of the northern outskirts of Lima, Peru, in late afternoon, accompanied and inspired by the Cruz del Sur bus company’s onboard sound system. Enjoy!

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Your 84-Second Mental Health Break for the Day..

.. In two parts, brought to you by the James’s Flamingos of the Laguna Colorada at the Eduardo Avaroa Andean Fauna National Reserve in southwest Bolivia.

You’re welcome. :)

Shot on 27 March 2013.
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Pablo Neruda's backyard at Isla Negra, Chile

View from Pablo Neruda’s Bar at Isla Negra

Pablo Neruda's backyard at Isla Negra, Chile

Pablo Neruda’s backyard at Isla Negra, Chile

Your 73-second mental health break for the day: the view towards the Pacific from the bar of Pablo Neruda’s home at Isla Negra, Chile. You’re welcome. :)

Shot on 20-Mar-2013.

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Bariloche, Argentina, 10-Mar-2013

One Hundred Seconds From Bariloche

Bariloche, Argentina, 10-Mar-2013

Bariloche, Argentina, 10-Mar-2013

That’s the title for my quick contribution for the Vimeo Weekend Challenge for 8-10 March, a video comprised only of one second clips. I took on the challenge because I like the fast editing required and because it came with a deadline, something I haven’t had in my life for seven weeks. And it felt good.

This was all shot over the course of a five-hour walk around Bariloche, Argentina, this past Sunday, 10-March-2013. Set in the foothills of the Andes on the southern shores of Nahuel Huapi Lake, Bariloche is the major Argentine destination in northern Patagonia, a starting point for trekking and mountaineering in the warmer months and skiing in the winter.

The Challenge Rules:
+ Use only one second clips.
+ Use up to 100 seconds (1:40). The video is, the added time is only for the closing credits.

The nifty soundtrack is the Kolderen Polka by Tres Tristes Tangos. Check out their page on the Free Music Archive here. Enjoy!

Moving on

Seven weeks into my RTW, I’m finally moving on from Patagonia today, heading to Mendoza for a quick dose of Argentine wine country. I’m limiting myself to three days. Certainly no more than four. Five at the most.

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Chaiten Volcano eruption, five years on. 04-Mar-2013

Chaitén Volcano, Five Years Later, Revisited

Chaiten Volcano eruption, five years on. 04-Mar-2013

Chaiten Volcano eruption, five years on. 04-Mar-2013

I posted a few photos from Chaitén a couple days ago, a quick survey of some of the damage still visible in this southern Chilean town nearly five years after the massive eruption of a volcano that bears the town’s name. Below is a heftier gallery and a short bit of video from further walks around town.

My brisk explorations can be likened to dusting off a newspaper morgue’s clip file from a five-year sleep. For perhaps a week back in mid-May 2008 –certainly no more than two—the eruption received daily play in international news broadcasts, often in the context of inconvenienced travelers who were grounded in South American airports because of the 16-mile high ash cloud the volcano produced. Over the next few months, a follow up would appear here and there before the story quickly faded, forgotten like countless others. The nature of the news cycle. The story only continues in Chaitén; that’s the story that interests me.

A bit of background -

In May 2008 the Chaitén Volcano, located about 1,200 kilometers south of Santiago, woke from a 9,370-year slumber. It’s primary eruption lasted about a month; at its peak activity it blew a column of ash and gas nearly 31 kilometers into the sky and spewed ash as far as Buenos Aires, 2,000 kilometers away.

Half of the town of Chaitén, which sits 10 kilometers to the southwest, was destroyed. Most of the damage came after the main eruption when the Blanco River, swollen with rain and volcanic material, flooded its banks. The river has since been rerouted and five years later, considerable damage remains, rendering parts of Chaitén a seaside ghost town.

Notebook -

A heavy fog blanketed Chaiten the morning after I arrived, so I had little idea what the town and its surroundings looked like. To the west, directly in front of my hotel’s doors, the wall of fog made it impossible to gauge how far from the road, presumably a seaside road, the Gulf of Corcovado actually was. When the mist started to lift over the Gulf, first to appear was a set of ten relatively new exercise machines, forlornly staring at the invisible seas. Next, a gloomy lunar landscape began to emerge; large gray sandbars at first, then the debris they were littered with: dead trees, branches and brush of various shapes and sizes and portions of homes washed away by the raging river. When the fog dissipated, the edge of the Gulf finally appeared, about a half mile into the distance. Between the road and the coastline sat thousands of tons of ash and mud that the flooded river dumped into the gulf.

Still smoking. Chaiten Volcano at right. 04-Mar-2013

Still smoking. Chaiten Volcano at right. 04-Mar-2013

Chaitén sits in a pretty setting, tucked between mountains on all sides but to the west where the gulf forms its boundary. To the south, visible from almost anywhere in town, the stepped and pointed 2,300m (7,546 ft) peak of the Corcovado Volcano looms large. The Chaitén Volcano, pictured above, is just to the northeast and still smokes.

In the early days of the eruptions, residents were forced to evacuate; most were transported to temporary shelters in the town of Castro on Chiloe Island or to Puerto Montt, the nearest larger city to the north. Most never returned. Prior to the eruption, just shy of 5,000 people lived in Chaiten; now about 1,300 call the town home.

Javier, the owner of the popular El Quijote Restaurant and rooming house, was one of the last to leave, and among the evacuees who was most eager to return. He hints at a general mistrust of the government at the time, and even shared one ludicrous conspiracy theory that some (not him, he insisted) believed: that in the wake of the eruption, the government was intentionally trying to let the town die –“kill the town” were his words—so they could sell the land to U.S. conservationist Douglas Tompkins, who owns Parque Pumalín, a vast 317,000-hectare, or 800,000-acre, private reserve just north of Chaitén.

Tompkins, the founder of The North Face and Esprit, has long been a divisive force in Chile. Together with his wife Kris, a former CEO of Patagonia, both ardent conservationists, the couple owns more than two million acres in Argentina and Chile, more than any other individuals in the world. They have already donated two areas to the state that have become national parks, and eventually Pumalin will become a park as well. Criticism and mistrust of Tompkins has subsided since his buying spree began in the early 1990s, but his name continues to come up when passions about land are enflamed.

There is still a lack of some basic services. Residents to the south of the rerouted river have power between 7am and 11pm but have to do without at night. “No Facebook past midnight!” Javier says, smiling.

Based on walks to most areas, I’d estimate that between one-fifth to one-fourth of the buildings are not inhabitable. Many of the destroyed and damaged homes were purchased by the government, but should former residents decide to move back, Javier says, they’ll have to pay substantially more for the properties that have sat neglected for nearly five years.

Endnotes

Chaitén is a great jumping off point, or base, for Parque Pumalin. Check out Chaitur, operated by kind, friendly and well-read English-speaking Nicholas who organizes tours to the various areas in park, the Yelcho glacier, and to the Chaitén crater. His office is also a main bus stop; check there for both north- and south-bound routes.

Chaiten 22Food? Javier cooks up some excellent fish dishes and serves up delicious and generous sized steaks. His restaurant El Quijote is on O’Higgins, across the street from Chaitur, a block from the coastal road. Or just come for a local microbrew and enjoy the fast and free wi-fi.

Accommodations? The bed bug bites emerged midway through Tuesday’s day-long journey to Puerto Montt and are driving me mildly insane today, so the following warning is in order: If you choose to stay at the Hotel Schilling and are put in room No 5, avoid the bed on the left. Consider yourself warned.

Anyway – here’s a brief video I put together..

.. and 17 more photos.

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How many of you still have your 'Frankie Say War! Hide Yourself' buttons?

Mungo, a Bookcase and Jack Ruby – RTW: 40 Days to go

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Meet Mungo. I gave him that Mohawk on a balmy summer day in Athens, Ohio, in 1986. On this cold Ljubljana afternoon he went back into a box.

Today marks 40 Days to Go until my take off date; it only hit me this morning, when I saw that number, what a a woeful job I’ve done packing. Not just packing for my trip –that’ll be relatively easy– but boxing up my entire apartment which I have to vacate in about 30 days. So it’s time to get serious. And switch gears.

I had a plan brewing that I was going to commit much of this packing to film, to create one last record and memory of a place where I’ve lived longer than any other since I headed out into the world 29 years ago. Realistically, this 149-second bit below of one of my bookcases, created from 756 photos, is quite likely the only one that’s going to be produced. So I decided that it had to star Mungo.

The music is an inspiring piece by Jack Ruby, an early 70s pre-punk group from New York that I stumbled upon via the Free Music Archive. Its raw energy lights a fire under my ass every time I listen to it. With just 40 days to go, I’ll be listening to it quite a bit. Because it’s time to get serious. Enjoy!

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From 'The Cube', a sound installation by Jun-Seub Sim

120 Seconds in Sim Jun-Seub’s Cube

From ‘The Cube’, a sound installation by Jun-Seub Sim

Here’s your two minutes of Zen for today which reminded me of the 1980s band The Art of Noise. Not their music so much, but just the name. That’s all.

This is from The Cube, a sound installation by Jun-Seub Sim which I experienced at the Bongsan Cultural Center in Daegu, South Korea in August of 2011. In the midst of a very busy stretch of work, I found it quite soothing. I forgot that I clandestinely shot this clip until I came across it earlier today sitting somewhat sad and neglected in the depths of my video notebook archive on Vimeo. Perhaps it will better serve here.

I found a little bit more on Jun-Sueb and this particular process on the website for the Seoul art space, The Brain Factory, here. And a little more from my visit to Daegu is here.

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Higgins Boat Restoration (St. Vaast Notebook I)

Here’s a 25-second quickie I shot last month in St. Vaast, France, with D-Day buffs in mind, of a couple guys finishing up a restoration of a Higgins landing craft like those used in the Invasion of Normandy. Funding for the project was to end at the end of May, so I think they’ll manage – just in time.

St. Vaast is a picturesque little seaside town about 30 kilometers north of Utah Beach, the westernmost of the main D-Day beach invasions. From a small promontory near where these two guys were working lies an excellent if distant view south towards Utah Beach and the landing points stretching to the east. Trying to picture some 4,000 boats and landing craft in this stretch of the English Channel –along with a soundtrack produced by countless planes, rockets and gunfire buzzing overhead– was both dizzying and numbing.

A bit more on St. Vaast another time.

Note: This video notebook was shot on 13-Apr-2012.

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Daegu Notebook

I never got around to posting these few video bits pieced together over my two weeks spent in Daegu last summer. The initial plan was to write up a mildly sardonic but woefully accurate outline of what two busy work weeks are like on the road – mainly for the benefit of those who think my various trips are nothing more than a vacation. But I never got around to it.

I also never got around to writing about the antique shop on Bong San Art/Culture Street whose owner tried to lure me into a back room where a bored scantily-clad woman wearing a Korean War era army helmet was lying in wait, sprawled across a plain drab mattress on a dirty floor. It was a nice and interesting shop and I’d rather not out the guy for fear of having his place shut down. So you’ll just have to find it yourself.

The vast majority of these were shot over the course of two afternoons I had off to wander around this city of 2.5 million, South Korea’s fourth largest. It was a clean, sleek and modern city, but I also got the impression that it’s one still trying to define its place within a sleek and modern country.

The first is a longer vidblog with a great soundtrack, Bahar Patlatan, by Hayvanlar Alemi.

The second is a much shorter experimental piece with some footage shot on the Daegu metro.

And finally, if you’re looking for a late afternoon rehearsal version of Funiculì, Funiculà by the Daegu City Symphony Orchestra, look no further. I just made your day.

You can check out some of my photos from Daegu (all CC licensed) on my flickr stream here.

 

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