In my writing, I have learned to trust the impulses which rise up unbidden, the unconscious voice that is always more interesting than the chatter embedded in my frontal lobe. For this video essay, I tried to rely less on words and ideas and instead trust the visuals. It was two weeks in before I realized the story here was not the Edinburgh Castle, or other snippets of video I had collected, but what I was capturing with my still camera. The heart of it was more personal than cultural. Watch Here: http://triquarterly.org/video-essay/history