Yes, the title is a thinly veiled reference to one of the greatest 80s pop tunes to come from, well, the land downunder (that’s Australia to you and me). More specifically, and hemespherically correct, however, it’s a reference to our recent (yesterday) return from Hale County, Alabama.
We went to Hale County – the small but vibrant town of Greensboro specifically – to follow a group of ten young creative people participating in Project M (more about this to come). Two weeks ago I would have called this decanthrop a contingent of designers, but Hale County and John Beilenberg changed all that. These ten creatives came to Greensboro, Alabama, to gain and perhaps confront a new perspective of what it means to effect positive change. Apparently change is in abundant supply in Hale County, though perhaps not obviously so.
Our following of the Emmers, as we would come to know them, was and is in service to a documentary we are currently filming – more on that to come as well.
For now it’s good to be home, though we’re ready to go back. I turned to Brooke as we stepped off the plane in Manchester, New Hampshire at 12:31 am on a chilly Monday morning and said, “can’t we just stay on the plane and ride it south?” Apparently not – it was going on to Chicago.
