“Let me recite what history teaches. History teaches.” Gertrude Stein (1923)
At the moment my life opens into a new set of possibilities, my new interest in geneology becomes a guilty pleasure. The long look back entices with the possibility of learning about, imagining, interrogating, and rewriting the history of my ancestors.
The unsettlement of a settler history refocuses the moment and on what is left out or forgotten, an erasure of convenience. The present comes into a different focal range as a consequence.
And the future – a catastrophic phantasm of climate change and extinction – disappear into the fog on a rear view mirror.