“Walden House” | Anthony Satori
“My dwelling was small, and I could hardly entertain an echo in it; but it seemed larger for being a single apartment and remote from neighbors.”
“Walden House II (Interior)” | Anthony Satori
“All the attractions of a house were concentrated in one room; it was kitchen, chamber, parlor, and keeping-room; and whatever satisfaction [one may] derive from living in a house, I enjoyed it all.”
“Walden House III” | Anthony Satori
“The snow had already covered the ground… and surrounded me suddenly with the scenery of winter. I withdrew yet farther into my shell, and endeavored to keep a bright fire both within my house and within my breast.”
— Henry David Thoreau (Walden: Life in the Woods, 1854)
“Polo: The Sport of Kings” | Anthony Satori
Polo is an impressive spectacle of horsemanship and athleticism that dates back thousands of years. There are actual cave paintings in China depicting polo matches being played over two millennia ago, and the game has remained remarkably consistent throughout the centuries. Moving from Asia to Europe and eventually to the New World, polo has often been called the “Sport of Kings,” primarily because of the high cost of maintaining and training large teams of horses, but also for its pomp, ceremony and civility of play. While still an elaborate production, polo has become far more accessible in the modern era, and now, for little more than the price of a ticket to a baseball or basketball game, anyone who wishes to attend can engage in the fun. And, after all these centuries, it is still a great experience to enjoy a beautiful day in good company, watching the spectacle play out — the athletes, the “ponies,” the dirt flying — amidst the sunshine, the fresh air, and the smell of freshly-cut grass.
The only additional element that I might consider adding would be to have the players do more yelling. I know, it may sound strange at first, but currently the play is markedly quiet, and I suspect some well-timed battle cries would add an exciting dimension to the event. Imagine a pack of polo players charging down the field on their horses, mallets in the air, hollering at the top of their lungs! Can’t you almost hear them? Aaaaaaugh! Indeed, I think the occasional hearty group yell would bring an enhanced air of simulated battle to the milieu, and even provide spectators with an opportunity to verbally participate by chiming in. Of course, if it hasn’t become part of the sport by now, it’s unlikely that they will start doing this any time soon, (certainly not at my suggestion.) But I figured I’d put the idea on the table. In the meantime, let’s get out there and stomp some divots, and get ready for the next chukker!