The guy flying the 3 kites is in his 80s, and he's from Canada. He comes to the Washington State International Kite Festival every year. His skin is like leather as he normally flies with his shirt off. He is deaf, so when he flies we hold our hands up and wave them for applause. He flies 2 with his hands and the 3rd one is attached to his waist. Enjoy!
You must watch to the end to see the amazing landing of that last kite! I would have those kite's so tangled up, you could never get them separated again! And of course, make sure the volume is turned up because the music is wonderful and totally reflects the soaring of the kits. Beautiful.
I'm quite sure this guy was in Perth for the Red Bull Air Race a few years back...
The whole show with the kites was awesome to watch.
So he controlls that third kite with his what? That's not opera music in the background, that's this fella screaming in agony!
Sublime.
Reminds me of a passage from Tim Winton's Breath
"I couldn't have put words to it as a boy, but later I understood what seized my imagination that day. How strange it was to see men do something beautiful. Something pointless and elegant, as though nobody saw or cared. ... We talked about skill and courage and luck - we shared all that, and in time we surfed to fool with death - but for me there was still the outlaw feeling of doing something graceful, as if dancing on water was the best and bravest thing a man could do." (pp23-4)
Why even cough? Just say it outright: "At some point in the past, perhaps earlier than I can remember, I was so shamed by others (who were no doubt themselves similarly shamed) for displaying any aesthetic expression or appreciation that I disowned that part of myself, labelled it 'gay' and now project it onto others as something to be feared, loathed, and avoided at all costs. I have accepted this as the price of avoiding further shame and violence from other men even though it takes a lot of work to continually affirm to myself and others that I am free from any sort of vulnerability or susceptibility to beauty or passion."
Busy this Friday, sorry Stabbs, and as for warm and tender, you have to earn that good stuff - until then I'm cool, even distant, and well able to assert my boundaries. And at the risk of adding insult to injury, to Stabbs and my more closeted fans, I'm also pretty darned straight - sorry.
Back to the topic - Ray has mad skills, he's an artist, a model of dedication, and hopefully we can admire his work and that of other artists without being harassed by those for whom admiration of beauty is somehow difficult or threatening.