Wednesday, 24 March 2010

David Chandler 'The Landscape of Disaoppointed

The essay jumped from past to present creating a sense of new, young and old, the start of the journey as David states it sounds a glum yet exciting time with lots of buzzing and news coverage. Their is emphasis on upward mobility of social class and how this did not work for his parents as it took them out of their comfort zone, a sense of not fitting in for mum as she feels feeble.
Their holds a great sense of reminiscence throughout the essay very strong memories of socialism and class, competing with the neighbours, a changing developing consumerist society.
David holds a great sense of pride in his dad and his dads old home there is a sense of expectation with slight snobbery held in a humorous context, his dad seems as though everything is a drama 'mountain out of a mole hole'. This goes on to be justified by describing the false hope a smoke screen created in the society failing dreams and aspirations in which they live, his dad accepts that it is false hope so becomes very black and white and opinionated, his parents hold a strong traditional marital relationship.
David falls back to memories that are better than the present a strong sense of disappointment is evident throughout the essay, and faded memories.
This can be related to my places brief as my garage holds my childhood memories such as the boat that i built when i was 12, my first brand new bike and my other bits and pieces that i can collected throughout my childhood, and adolescent journey into adult hood. Reading the essay brought a lot of childhood memories that i have not remembered for along time, for example, the street in which i lived, the grocery shop that we used to buy our food from, the local pub round the corner that i had to collect my dad from for Sunday dinner, the family structure on the street. I would love to be able to go back and photograph how it is now in order to compare past and present but this will be difficult due to distance and travelling.

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