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TYLER BLODGETT

we are the stories we tell
  • Overview
  • Photo Essays
    • Queen City Protests
    • Mela Women
    • The Wayang Kulit
    • Scenic Hudson
    • Soul Central
    • Searching for the Heart of New Orleans
    • The Whispering Pines
    • Meet Me in Chamonix
    • Balloon Festival 2019
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    • Connecticut
    • India - Kumbh Mela
    • South India
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Sitting in the manicured grass, aimless tourists stumble about, taking selfies and admiring the bucolic countryside. I begin to realize how fortunate we are to have these spaces. However sterile they may be, it is a chance to revere nature, to experience beauty without consequence. But right now, as the fires rage in Brazil, as villages sink in India, as glaciers older than humanity cease to be, I recognize what a privilege this is. To see nature divorced from necessity. As something to visit, a hashtag moment. We need to change this. We need to see how this all connects. Every tree, rock, river and animal. It is a system in delicate sway, and it is tipping

August 24, 2019
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