Lance Kinseth, Infinite
Reach, 48”x48, acrylic/gallery canvas
WE NEVER ESCAPE being “ecological.” Bill McKibben [find his
publications] says we are “post-natural,” essentially (1) removed from wildness
(to be fair, not really from nature as we are inside the universe/multi-verse)
and (2) having now impacted on all of the Earth so that prisine nature has
ended. Really? Such a statement from a person who
clambers about the world telling people what to do, what is wild, what is
wrong, and it illustrates our eco-illiteracy at the higher levels, as people
bow down, as if they have been given the very real current state of affairs.
In fact, all of our problematic “post-naturalism” is, in
fact, a gut-level, core, practical eco-response from wild beings, still so very
young in the Earth, but so naive that we unintentionally do many of the right
things (as well as the wrong things) for this “post-modern” moment in
time. In these modern, “dark
eco-ages,” there can be a sense that
we are doing something right, something so right for all of the negative
consequences, that it far outdid all, All, yes, ALL, of the wondrous, kind,
best-intended, most benevolent efforts of the most engaged eco-saviors.
All the introduction of the human on the landscape, from the
Neolithic on, is au natural, not a dis-ease. Cybernetics—“computer-ology”—seems so unnatural, but it is
still quite primal.
Instead of being apart from nature or, more focused, apart
from wildness, we are finding ourselves to be ore deeply lost in it. “Wilderness” was once something
dangerous, then something nearly inanimate and banal needing our “use” to
activate it, and now something extremely complex, likely beyond us, beyond our
intellect, extremely intelligent, full of calculus without thinking, form the
slime mold to the dog chasing a bone in the river, to the stars.
Bill McKibbin—shame on you for such limiting, separating,
misleading metaphors.
Yes, urbanization can seem like the “end of nature” but it
is so deep, so inside, and so responsive globally and dominantly with adaptive
eco-features [that I was once wont to only credit the beautiful rivers and
grasses as capable of actualizing].
We are doing some good work that we can build upon. And the idea that we are moving in the
wrong direction, just keeps us from it.
So much eco-work keeps us from it by envisioning ourselves as
separate/apart. We become our
words. Say “nature,” and you look
out the window, and yet, you are lost inside the overriding wilderness of Earth
and galaxy and universe and multi-verse].
Yes, still so very young in the history of the Earth, we do
not understand how to integrate into the larger Earth community (as Thomas
Berry admonishes us to do in his book, The Great Work, but are sort of doing it anyway, although folks like
Bill would tell you otherwise). It
is apparent that our eco-literacy is still in its infancy, especially with
regard to our sense of expressing nature.
Viewing Earthrise over moonscape in 1970, we are, at our very best, at
the beginning of a renascent shift, perhaps more like Cimabue in the early
Italian Renaissance—just intuitively reacting without really having a concise
directive or language.