The days following any festival are emotional as we process what may be remembered as the better moments of your summer, youth, or life. While day-to-life doesn’t necessarily equip you to deal with a brief but sensational flood of positive and ecstatic memories, we do our best to not only recollect but utilize the abundance of healing energy we experience to transform our lives into meaningful actions which will serve the betterment of our people and planet.
In the days following MO POP, I continue to let my experiences simmer to ensure they resonate deep within my DNA, present for detection in each flailing moment of dissonance and doubt. I log long but meaningful hours editing photos, knowing each is a captured moment of something eerily special that could be all someone needs to find their smile on a shitty day. I read the articles published by my peers in the media, grateful for the bond we’ve formed over the past year because of our desire not to compete, but collaborate.
It wasn’t that long ago when I went to my first music festival; it wasn’t that long ago when I interviewed a musician I loved for the first time; it wasn’t that long ago that I snapped their picture and they wanted to share it with others; and it wasn’t that long ago that I learned what a totem is, or what carrying one could mean for the genuine happiness of others. This past year has been a series of firsts transformed into the greatest story of my life; one that is written with each breath I take, photo I shoot, and word I write. I walked away from MO POP 2016 inspired by a festival produced by the people of Detroit, for the people of Detroit. This is a designation similarly reserved for the people of Michigan, and for everyone in the world who has witnessed a people’s revolution taking flight on an airplane deemed unfit for flying. But for those of you keeping score at home, I ensure you both the music, and those dancing to it were a testament to the spirit of a people that need serve by example while the world wears from fear and rage. Our ability to collaborate, create, and connect will define our community and its ability to heal a fractured species and redefine the ideologies which perpetuate our struggle.
Life seems simple while the Head and the Heart play “Rivers and Roads” at sunset on the water, with the ones we love by our side, but even after the music plays for hours and hours, the sun will be coming up soon, and we’ve got work to do.
Check out photos by Kevin Alan Lamb, Terry Shear, & Kyle Essenmacher below. Photos are also available in the Gallery!