So, this week is the official start of my week of “solitude”. I will be the only inhabitant on the island and I will not use my cellphone or facebook. Of course, I still must communicate with the IMA, do tours, collect messages, etc. so there will be some amount of communication.
Last week from Monday-Saturday, I was here by myself except for when Mike came to do interviews together with PBS, so I sort of got a taste of “solitude.” Doing all of our island duties we proposed is quite exhausting on your own (especially in the heat)! I am so glad Mike and I are working together most weeks on the project, because there is a lot to do! Anyway, I was still able to receive many visitors last week since I had my birthday. This week should be a lot more quiet…closer to solitude. Turning off my phone and taking a break from social networking does not worry me much considering I was in Germany for almost a month. There, I did not use my phone, and I did not use the internet much. I look forward to experiencing the simple life again…just living in the now, doing simple tasks, reading, writing, drawing.
I have been reading a lot on the island. I finished the Little Prince and now I am reading A Walk in the Woods. Last night when I was reading, I was getting paranoid because of the way Bill Bryson speaks about solitude in nature…no one can help you right away when you are alone. If a bear attacks you, then your flesh will just disappear into the woods. You could be missing for months. LUCKILY, there are no bears here AND we have wonderful 24-hr security I call right up on the radio. Still, I grew paranoid about MYSELF. What if I CHOKE on a piece of granola? Who will save me?
I also began to think about THIS particular “immersion” into “nature.” (Yes, I am getting quote-happy.) I live in a white dome carved out of foam and coated with fiberglass, floating on a lake from an old quarry. There are art pieces everywhere, thousands of visitors, Visitor’s Pavilion, constant security, and the constant hum of I-65 in the background. Nature juxtaposed with art and institution…what an interesting dynamic. This combination has provided such a unique experience and I find myself questioning what kind of environment I am supposed to embrace in my life.
I love nature and I love the city. I love being social, yet sometimes I get reclusive. I love human-made synthetic objects, yet I love nature. I am a walking dichotomy and this, THIS Indianapolis Island is my perfect home.