Hayley Harper captures more than Loneliness on film; she sharpens the blade with it
A brief moment in time at the always familiar, always accepting, and always cozy Sidetrack Brewing, with one of New Mexico's most cherished gems
Loneliness ain’t so bad.
Hell I guess I just got used to it. Fell in love with it even. Damn sure fortified it.
Loneliness was the only certain thing in my life. The only thing I could rely on. It became more familiar than the abuse alternative.
It became muscle memory. Forged for the rest of my angry and indulgent life of chasing the next experience.
Those of us out there who suffer from chronic, debilitating depression simply by being born into a planet of suffering, to perhaps only live through it all undiagnosed, seemingly to go on to maybe help ease it in others through a shared safe space of spiritual connection among fellow artists and shadow workers out there in the world of dreamers.
And healers.
Hayley on film is movement through uncertainty.
Those of us who suffer madly, don’t see it in normal folk; ignorant of their abundance; diluted by the system, rigged to forever want. We simply do not connect with most walking this planet in sheer and gleeful, nonstop happiness.
I sure don’t.
Or didn’t.
Not until I walked into my fav pre-Stringer drinking joint, Sidetrack Brewing on 2nd, downtown Albuquerque, and saw it on film through the intuitive and whimsically hay-zee scope of Hayley Harper.
Flux: continuous change.
Nobody does film like Hayley. Nobody. If it takes a chronic sufferer to brush off a majority of society as “not up to snuff” in the loneliness realm, then one tends to be an expert consumer of it.
Haley on film is movement through uncertainty.
We eat it up on film the way sommelier dissects the soil of an old growth vine; calculating the stress of a plant from a thousand years ago. Nobody can explain that shit and we don’t talk about it. We just go on. Hayley Harper may be unparalleled on film in the world of acute and familiar comfort in the noisy entrapment of solitude.
Hayley is an artist in truth and it comes out in her vocal delivery in solo song and with Maybe So, her formidable band here in New Mexico. Her voice so powerful and convincing, no indoor arena can contain her disturbingly controlled release through song.
Please read the works of Richard Aufrichtig on his globally popular Substack here Hayley Harper.
Congratulations, my kind and accepting friend in the galaxy of artistic truth. Artist to artist, I tip my hat to you, and carry on with vulnerable confidence and otherworldly gratitude for your existence. I am more than ok. I have rested well since your showing and will be back to fighting strength soon (after winter hibernation).
Stringer
