For this first Sight & Sound moment, let’s turn to some classics.
For me, driving in a convertible with the top down — or even a hardtop with all windows and the sunroof open — is flying. Sure, I’ve been over Alaska and throughout the continental U.S. in Cessnas of every size and color, as well as some DeHavillands. I have even slid down a German mountainside on a bobsled. But there is no flight like getting in your car without a destination in mind, then finding an open road on which to blast your music while letting the wind rip your soul from your body.
Pink Floyd’s Learning to Fly is a staple on my self-motivational playlist. It sets my soul free for a moment, while I keep one part of myself firmly held to the Earth and reality.
Learning to Fly also reminds me of Marc Chagall’s 1948 Four Tales from the Arabian Nights, a series from which this work stands out.