WORDS-( are all I have)- Chris Ritchey
Over the course of this “blog” I have written hundreds of thousands perhaps millions of words.
Words can heal, confuse, cause unbearable sorrow, hurt , laughter, destroy, enlighten, express your deepest emotions. I believe at one time or another I have used up those categories on this blog. The last posts have focused on words and their importance.
Advertising knows the importance of words and telling the story quickly and their visual importance to the “screen”.
During the course of Chris’s education he wrote a book- yes! a book!
The brief as I understood it – limited the number of words to be used ( under 30 ? ) – using different fonts to emphasize each word – texture of the paper / colours etc also to give visual emphasis to the reader. Subject (of one’s choice) telling the story with a beginning , middle and end- evoking at least two emotions from the reader.
I saw the book at one of his “student shows” along with another of his interpretations of a “social message” which caused a bit of controversy that evening- whereas other students had decided on – sexually transmitted diseases, use of condoms- spousal abuse- aids – my son took on the war in Iraq/Afghanistan and wasn’t on the side of the “anti-war protest” group.
Chris’s humour was sometimes dark and irreverent ( like mine) but he used his humour as described here
Whilst in Texas( end of October) a text came through from Angela with regard to the fundraiser- Chris was told that two funeral homes had donated– Chris turned to me and said :
“You think they are vying for my business?
ED Note– vacuous thinking comes to mind when that statement was made by Angela!
WHO???? gets excited about the participation of funeral homes in a fundraiser for your husband who is under a death sentence and to then feel it was important to impart that information to him? In my opinion total lack of thought to the consequences of her words. But like her other words SHE did not have to deal with the results – harbinger of words to come and end results of that sort of vacuous thinking on her part.
Back to the book– I found the book not long after Chris died – it was touchable, tangible and reminded me once again of my son , his humour, talent and how much I miss him everyday.
Obviously jpgs of the pages cannot give you the feel and texture of the paper used, the mere act of turning a page – anticipation for the ending- the process in which the reader is supposed to feel at least two strong emotions with regard to the subject – in this instance a COW– but it is the best I can do with my limited resources to show the power of words as used by in visual communication every day we “watch”
Did this little book evoke any emotion?Will you be able to have a steak tonight or look at a cow the same way 😉
Did you follow the story of the subject matter?
Can you see the significance of font and the words used?
If you did (even in this format) then his little book is truly an example of “working words”
and “words are all I have”…………
Entry filed under: a Cow -elle opinion, Arts, Chris Ritchey, death, humour dark and otherwise, journey, personal opinion, writers and writing. Tags: angela (lombardi) ritchey, grief, Lombardi-Lorain, mothers and sons, The Arts.