Intriguing century-old graffiti at Chaco — on a rock that many passers-by seem to have used for messages — says this:
Jean — I can not get no Feed — I can not wait For you.
What drama. It begs speculation about what animal(s) were feed-less, for how long, and where he eventually found feed. And… did Jean ever find them? Were other messages left elsewhere? How long did the crisis continue? What month of the year was this? And… why is it in a lovely cursive script instead of the typical block letters that can be more easily carved with a knife?
I have a similar gut reaction when I view petroglyphs and pictographs. I want to know about the artists, and what they were representing, and how long it took them to peck or paint the rock art, and what their tools looked like, and whether they stood back with satisfaction on completing it. A millennium later, some things appear obvious, and others are pure speculation.
Imagine that the faces you look into today have similar stories behind them – some aching to be told, others carefully guarded – but all poignantly experienced by their bearers. It’s called the Human Condition.
Comment by LeRoque — April 13, 2010 @ 8:24 am |