Lessons that I learn along the way
My lesson this week is still stewing in the realms of predictability. We went to a concert by Omar Faruk Tekbilek, a master of turkish music. After Mark’s disdain of turkish chord structures and (should I say syncopation?), I spent some time thinking of how predictable American Blues seems in comparison, even jazz. The predictability gives the …
The people who write the “cue cards” for displayed works of art in museums have the most interesting job. They have to straddle the silence/participation balance delicately — giving enough context to produce greater appreciation/thought, but not enough to cause premature cognitive commitment, as Frank would say. Further, their words are wholly authorless, and in fact, have …
This post continues the hypergraphia from the previous entry. Unlike the previous post, however, the lucidity of thought has degraded here to be just ranting. I thought it worth capturing nonetheless. It is more focused on my social struggles, and most certainly lacking the humility imparted by National Geographic since! The balance of participation versus observation is …
Data is inherently a noun in form. The internet is inherently a noun in form. When in a foreign environment, you need 10 basic verbs and 100 nouns in order to communicate the intent; the representation of self is essentially at the same state. To reach the important subtleties in full fluency (perhaps cosmic importance of …
While reading through National Geographic 3.05 I came across a picture of a woman surrounded by three tight white walls, all covered in writing. Her arms were covered in writing. The title of the page was “extreme expression”. Amazed, I dove in to the picture and thought, “There must be a treasure trove in here. …
Today I ponder the various manifestations of Silence. It started with Kipling’s Kim, when he mentions that too many people hide behind unfamiliarity / cultural differences when they offend others due to ignorance. Kipling notes that such defense to the offense means little, that the truth will still result in a dagger. Ignorance is a poor excuse. Silence perhaps …