Musings on Photography

The Perils of Quotations, and the power of Google

Posted in motivation, whimsy by Paul Butzi on September 19, 2007

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I found the following interesting quote:

Local life is intricately dependent for its quality, and also for its continuance, upon local knowledge. Without a complex knowledge of one’s place, and without the faithfulness to one’s place on which such knowledge depends, it is inevitable that the place will be used carelessly and eventually destroyed.

-Wendell Berry, A Continuous Harmony

Curiously, the source where I first saw this quote had deleted (without any indication of the deletion) the words “and without the faithfulness to one’s place on which such knowledge depends”. Bad scholar. No biscuit. The quote was also attributed to Berry but no source given.

Fortunately, Google can straighten out such things.

I think I agree with Berry, although I’ll have to ponder some on what faithfulness to one’s place looks like. I ordered the book from the library. So we’ll see.

For those who are wondering why there would be wheelbarrows on display in front of a liquour store, it’s the sidewalk display in front of the combination hardware/liquor/wine/lumber/feed store in Carnation, WA. This is one stop shopping at its finest. If you can’t buy it here, you can probably either live without it or find it over at the grocery store. On one recent visit to this store I bought 1/4×3″ eye bolts, a can of spray paint, and a large bottle of Absolute Mandarin vodka.

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  1. Gordon McGregor said, on September 20, 2007 at 9:39 am

    “I bought 1/4×3″ eye bolts, a can of spray paint, and a large bottle of Absolute Mandarin vodka”

    Now that sounds like the makings of a real party.

    I suppose the faithfulness is required to acquire that complex local knowledge. If you flit around from place to place, never spending enough time there to forge some intimate or deep bonds – to gain a sense of place – then you’ll never care about it deeply enough to want to protect or preserve it.

    So if you are unfaithful in the sense of being nomadic, no ties form, no sense of belonging emerges ?


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