The Before Time

I guess I have given this subject thought many times over the years, being born at the beginning of the 1980’s meant I grew up before the internet, before mobile phones, before the ‘world wide web’ donned its net over us all. Bringing us together, they said, in fact, I don’t think we’ve ever felt so far apart. It was something I could see would change the face of society and have speculated about it much. This piece is about the impact of it all and how I theorise it may have possibly affected others.

I’m from the time of there being no computer, and one phone in the house, the landline. I hated it. It was an awful sound that cut through what was previously quiet in comparison. I always saw it as an intrusion. So moving to mobile phones was a whole new level of intrusion, and one I undertook for work purposes, but have had to have rules around that, maybe that will be another post. This one is meant to cover general changes.

Back then as kids, we also had to physically go and knock on a friends door to see if they were available to go out, possibly having to then talk to their parent first! Or you could use the dreaded landline, but then it was a definite you would talk to an adult, that was even worse. And you had to ask permission. As an adult, friends were rarely at home, so you just had vague designated meeting places. On Saturday’s you bumped into people at the market, or in the pub, the cafe or in the park. Because otherwise there was no way to know where they were. And that was ok, we didn’t need to.

As it all changed though, I paid attention, possibly having a unique position to view it from. My mother was a technophobe, she did not like the changing technology moving in and struggled with anything up from a typewriter. She bought a word processor with built in printer, and then proceeded to get me to always type her letters on it. On the other hand, my grandpa (on my fathers side), was very tech savvy. He wrote basic computer programs, taught me how to access the games through MS Dos, and he had a video phone to my great grandparents in Bournemouth. This was in 1989. The house I grew up in was very different to the house I visited once a month or so.

I have taken to technology well, incorporated it into my life like everyone else. I very quickly saw the advantage to moving onto online systems and made the speed and efficiency of my work improve. I was able to do a home learning course, set up and run my business from home and barely interact with people at all on a physical level within a few years.

And that’s where I saw a potential problem. But on the whole it was minimal, people chose to work from home. And most of those still had a social life, external activities and things to engage with. All of that keeps the brain social, functioning and gives you an outside perspective to your own thoughts. Because if we all just stayed in ‘our own little bubble’ then we wouldn’t have much to go on would we? If I had never asked many of the questions I had, I wouldn’t know, I would only be able to assume. And you know what they say about people who assume!

I sometimes give thought to if children of today had grown up in my time, they would understand where we were coming from. That’s why I can relate to people of my age group well, despite not growing up around many or having closely aged friends. But I also give thought to what I think it would be like to grow up in the ‘after time’, without the things above that had such a large impact on my development, how I gained confidence in things, learnt about social boundaries. All face to face, having to be there, feeling the fear and doing it anyway. Character building stuff they say, and afterwards I agree. But at the time it felt like a trial, and I realised that’s because it was and is meant to be. But no-one knew what I thought all the time, it was easy to hide things and yourself without really trying and I realise now what the purpose of that was. It was self-preservation. It bought me time to try and work out who I was going to be without allowing others to try and mold me into what they wanted me to be. I had a parent trying to influence me, grandparents, school, friends, society, media. It was too much to be fair. I had to work out how you filter all that crap while still taking part in society, and manage to find out who you really are. It wasn’t easy. But factor into that social media (and this is where I theorise). If I had been able to ‘create’ an online identity of my alter ego, the persona you present to others would possibly confuse or override your true identity, thus creating two personalities (at a minimum), and splitting the sense of self. Helping to create an internal discord which wouldn’t be easily reconciled and would make it harder to function in the ‘normal’ physical world. This is why I thought maybe people get ‘addicted’ to the internet and various things under that banner. Internal conflict occurs when the online self has to function in the real world which inevitably at some point, has to, but doesn’t want to. Feeler safer and more like ‘themselves’ when engaging online.

I have had my privacy invaded a few times in the before time as a young person, so I was careful as soon as online began. Knowing already that things you say and think, and certainly things you write down can be used against you, knowing people can turn on you in a second and loyalty means very little to many. They were valuable lessons and ones which I understood well before the internet came round. I was also not reminded of them constantly (other than family reminding you and people you might chose to tell), and was able to leave them behind as is normal. To move on, let go. That isn’t as easy these days. Social media appears to be geared up to keep reminding you of yesterday, last week, last year. Living in the past means you are not living in the present, and now more than ever people can dwell on things meant to be left behind.

Although I don’t do it much outside of my household now, I believe that interacting with other people is incredibly important. For many reasons, but firstly reading people and their intentions or motives. Facial expressions, tone of voice and body language had always been big ones for me, it’s taken me years to understand the subtleties and glaringly obvious of what information is being presented to me by the other person. But only through personally interacting with that person or situation. Online is a different thing altogether and am quite good at that too now, but only because I had so much experience of people in real life and learning to ‘read between the lines’ as they say. Inside that, there have been difficulties, because I didn’t know how to socialize properly for years. I was neglected as a child, kept off school at a crucial stage of development, had a dysfunctional and unpredictable home environment and was moved around a lot, without the chance to have a consistent friendship base. All of that can make for a rather strange outcome, and took years to sort out and make up for.

This is why I particularly feel for children at the moment in this continuing situation. Not being able to have friends, socialise, have anything to look forward to, and to have the rug pulled out from under you constantly, as well as have fear pumped into your life at every turn, must be quite shocking. And I know they won’t be able to assimilate it properly for quite some time. But it also forces them to engage online for an extended period during their development. Also meaning it can all be monitored, and reviewed, and recorded. Information is power as the saying goes.

Also happening at a time when they are meant to be finding themselves and discovering what it is to have your own identity, not one you superficially developed or quickly threw together and changed repeatedly because of all the messages you were given. Those types of identities don’t usually hold up to the test of time. Leading then to general identity disorders, personality disorders and anxiety and depression. But no-one really talks about that anymore because it would mean addressing the incredibly strange and strict parameters of society we now find ourselves in. Living in a parallel world of real life and online, the line of which they are always trying to blur.

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MKW Designs – Spanish Sunrise (LS.108)

Spanish sunrise photograph taken in Nerja, Andalucía with a Nikon D5500. Available as a framed print and on all other redbubble products.

Even walls need some brightness in these dark times.

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(c) K Wicks

Hegdegog!

I really didn’t think I would ever see one in my garden as it appears to be fully fenced. But a few nights ago, our dog just wouldn’t come in and was extra interested in the far corner. I jokingly said its probably a hedgehog not believing it could be. But I was actually right!

Because the dog sniffed around so much, I think it was quite scared. I probably didn’t help by shining a light on it and taking pictures but wanted to document it being there.

I now know there is a small hole at the back of the fence behind the compost bin, so am glad nature found its way in. Our garden has an awful lot of snails, slugs and worms so think it’s well catered for. Hopefully it will visit again some time.

(c) K Wicks

World Bee Day 2021

I have been naming more bees this year from my old pics and seems there are more than I thought. There is a Bee Talk this evening with the Wessex Museum which I am quite excited about ‘attending’ so may know more later. But for now, here is a small selection of bees that I think I have named correctly for you to enjoy.

Buff-tailed bumblebee
Long horned bee
Oblong woolcarter bee
Carpenter Bee
Red tailed bumble bee
European Dark Bee
Hairy-footed flower bee
Ruderal bumblebee
Amegilla bee
Early Bumblebee
Honey Bee

(c) K Wicks

Painting – Oil paints #2

My painting isn’t coming along as quickly as I would like. Finding the time and the inclination together at the moment is fleeting. Life can be distracting at the best of times, but currently – and rightly so, my brain is occupied by more pressing matters. However, in an attempt to try something from Bob Ross’s series, thought I would try clouds, mountains and trees.

I was not happy with the clouds at all, but since it has dried, I don’t mind them so much, subtle, yet still cloudy. But that is not what I was going for. The mountains went wrong too in my opinion and I just about rescued them.

Then came the foreground. The trees were easy enough, if you seen any of my other paintings, you’ll know I have spent time doing trees already in both watercolour and acrylic, so they were passable in my view.

But then I totally faltered. The middle of the painting went wrong, twice. My want to put in misty hazy trees and some water just didn’t work. I didn’t know what else to do, so put a random cherry tree right in the middle.

So far, learning to paint has been a mixture of relaxing, exciting and mild panic. I am a bit of a perfectionist – having usually worked with intricate detail in black and white (gallery here) painting is quite out of my comfort zone. I’m trying to get over that though and take time and not be too disappointed when it doesn’t work as I would like it to.

(c) K Wicks

A madness now… (poetry)

A madness now

It has descended

And personal rights

Must be defended

From the group

Who seem to feel

They have a right

With no appeal

For others they think

They get to decide

While feeling scared

They want to hide

Behind the ‘new normal’

Insidious veil

The stage has been set

For an epic tale

And now we are here

All that we can know

Is who can you trust

Who is friend from foe?

~

It may be important

Stonehenge, Wiltshire

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks

Bigroot Geranium

This is called a big root geranium. I didn’t know this when I got it, thinking it was just a normal geranium like my grandma used to have. Nope, this one is different.

Starting as just an ordinary small plant i bought for my wedding anniversary a couple of years ago. It’s growing and spreading. Creating a small little patch of green and pink. It’s lovely. Smells a bit weird when you touch the leaves, but the bugs like it.

The bees however, love it. There were 3 different types yesterday, but they move quickly so not the easiest to catch!

I have now taken a section of it and planted in another pot, so I can move some of that awesome pink colour around the garden.

(c) K Wicks

It’s strange you know… (poetry)

It’s strange you know

I can’t deny

How those that chose

To blindly comply

Think it is

Even mildly ok

To force their will

And what they say

Upon those folk

Who choose to hold

And wait to see

If what’s being sold

Is in fact

Another lie

There’s been so many

And how they try

But desperation

Becomes the theme

To embolden the flock

To be extreme

Instead they sound

Like pushers of old

Repeating themselves

Until they are told

~

To fuck off

Hawks Tor, Bodmin Moor, Cornwall

Rhyme and Reason

(c) K Wicks