An end to forgetting?: Lisa Slater reports from the Garma Festival of Traditional Culture, 2005
FLYING is an unsettling experience. Not because I'm afraid of the plane falling from the sky, but because it is both solitary and uncomfortably communal. I'm not sure if I'm alone or in company. We're suspended in space and time, removed from everyday life, floating high above a hypnotising landscape; abstract individuals destined for the same place. The world below, made strange by the perspective, is full of the promise of exciting encounters, yet too unfamiliar, provoking anxiety. It's always a relief to land, be back on terra firma, but it was so peaceful in the air. While I'm up there, what's down below is memory or a cloudy future.
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