What is that phenomenon called? Reticular activation or something like that? I love that the more I look for positive aging examples and advocates, the more I find.
The Huffington Post ran a quick blurb last Spring highlighting Lola Flash’s photography series, “Salt” which makes the persuasive and emphatic statement that the best is yet to come. It’s a quick paragraph or so, but certainly provides food for thought and fodder for further google searches.
Favorite quote from the article:
Salt’s photos not only capture the physical features of her subjects, but their strength, passion and energy. “I want to show their beauty. I want to challenge stereotypes and offer new ways of seeing that transcend and interrogate gender, sexual and racial norms. My work welcomes audiences who are willing to not only look, but see.”
I’m from the baby oil generation. SPF nuthin’. The sun-in with the blow dryer and a crazy orange QT glow. So it is with a fair amount of generous optimism that I approach “anti-aging” products. There’s really only so much anyone or anything can do here, lezbehonest. And while I’m not kidding myself that I can turn back the clock – or the calendar – there’s a definite appeal to the idea of aging with grace and looking the best you can for as long as you can. To that end, I’m starting a flirtation with a DIY transformation situation.
It’s biology, really. We are hardwired to desire the youthful and the symmetrical so as to grow and improve the species.
But also, it’s not biology, not in its true organic state. Our big, smart brains teamed up with our amygdalas to exploit our anxious id to feed our hungry avarice. Yeah, OK, I don’t know how well all those mixed metaphors would hold up in English Comp 101, but you get my drift, right? We’ve manipulated ourselves into believing that the closer we are to age 20, on either side of the timeline, the more acceptable, desirable, and worthwhile we are.