Inner Chatter
There is a touch of impatience. On the screen reindeer herders pack and pitch their tent in a move of 32 minutes. During the movie I get up about 5 times. To stir the apple sauce on the stove. To grab dessert. And another one. Stark contrast to the teamwork of three herding families. It takes about 20 minutes to pitch and furnish the home of two of those families. Nenet families. Google explains they are a Samoyedic ethnic group native to northern arctic Russia. Not quite concrete enough. First. North means well north of the Arctic Circle. Secondly. The name. It derives from the obsolete term Samoyed used for some indigenous people of Siberia. We’re getting closer. A relatively small red coloured area in the extreme vastness of Russia, indicates the Nenets Autonomous District. I get it. Countless thoughts are formed in my head. I pause. I make myself write them down. Putting words to the inner gyre. The activities men traditionally do. Those are the ones that appeal to me. They igni
