confusionism.
yesterday we had a studio session that felt like forever. after an eternity, i looked at my watch and it was only 5 pm! loads of work coming up cos interim crit is next week and we've barely done anything.
happy hari raya to all. yesterday we watched parts of 'Islam: the Empire of Faith' in my Islam and Malay Society class. it was quite a compelling documentary and i learned some new stuff about how Islam began.the music was abit exaggerated and too orientalist though, it's irritating. but well it's a western documentary so what can i expect.
the reason i like dogs so much is because i'm a mossed up rock. to me, the feeling of seeing a dog is quite distinct from, say, seeing a cat or chicken. it's kind of similar to seeing a frog, but each draws a different response from me. a frog makes you shut up, stay still and stare. a dog makes you squeal "so cute!" and reach out. i'm not an animal lover. i dislike cockroaches and some other insects, feel slightly positive towards almost any other animal, and i love dogs, frogs and lizards.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
there's no telling what i can or cannot do. we proved it today by smelling greatly of insect repellent and walking in the drain and eating good food and admiring huge dogs all at the same time. and the kuehs were awesome, i must say. i'm not a fan of kuehs but the 3 in 1 kueh platter at poison ivy was great.. now i have to scrub my shoes.
why i stare at the same thing day and night i don't know. it's really a waste of time. but the vision is just so compelling, like it speaks to me. despite all the impossibilities. it's kind of similar to how i kept staring at the blue mountains on my screen - the longing to be there and break through all the impossibilities. i think it's partly this similar appeal. so i stare at this combination of danger and harmlessness and try to figure it out.
why i stare at the same thing day and night i don't know. it's really a waste of time. but the vision is just so compelling, like it speaks to me. despite all the impossibilities. it's kind of similar to how i kept staring at the blue mountains on my screen - the longing to be there and break through all the impossibilities. i think it's partly this similar appeal. so i stare at this combination of danger and harmlessness and try to figure it out.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
been reading 'The Death and Life of Great American Cities' by Jane Jacobs, and this particular section struck me as infinitely relevant to my current thoughts about the modern society:
"The people of cities who have other jobs and duties, and who lack, too, the training needed, cannot volunteer as teachers or registered nurses or librarians or museum guards or social workers. But at least they can, and on lively diversified sidewalks they do, supervise the incidental play of children and assimilate the children into city society. They do it in the course of carrying on their other pursuits.
... spaces and equipments do not rear children.. only people rear children and assimilate them into civilized society. ...
In real life, only from the ordinary adults of the city sidewalk do children learn - if they learn it at all - the first fundamental of successful city life: People must take a modicum of public responsibility for each other even if they have no ties to each other. This is a lesson nobody learns by being told. It is learned from the experience of having other people without ties of kinship or close friendship or formal responsibility to you take a modicum of public responsibility for you.When Mr Lacey, the locksmith, bawls out one of my sons for running into the street, and then reports the transgression to my husband as he passes the locksmith shop, my son gets more than an overt lesson in safety and obedience. He also gets, indirectly, the lesson that Mr. Lacey, with whom we have no ties other than street propinquity, feels responsible for him to a degree. ...
The lesson that city dwellers have to take responsibility for what goes on in city streets is taught again and again to children on sidewalks which enjoy a local public life. They can absorb it astonishingly early. They show they have absorbed it by taking for granted that they, too, are part of the management. They volunteer directions to people who are lost; they tell a man he will get a ticket if he parks where he thinks he is going to park... The presence or absence of this kind of street bossiness in city children is a fairly good tip-off to the presence or absence of responsible adult behavior toward the sidewalk and the children who use it. The children are imitating adult attitudes. ...
This is instruction in city living that people hired to look after children cannot teach, because the essence of this responsibility is that you do it without being hired. It is a lesson that parents, by themselves, are powerless to teach. If parents take minor public responsibility for strangers or neighbours in a society where nobody else does, this simply means the parents are embarrassingly different and meddlesome, not that this is the proper way to behave. Such instruction must come from society itself."
Ok i guess that speaks for itself. It's a very interesting read and she writes thoroughly although sometimes a little too long-winded for my liking.
"The people of cities who have other jobs and duties, and who lack, too, the training needed, cannot volunteer as teachers or registered nurses or librarians or museum guards or social workers. But at least they can, and on lively diversified sidewalks they do, supervise the incidental play of children and assimilate the children into city society. They do it in the course of carrying on their other pursuits.
... spaces and equipments do not rear children.. only people rear children and assimilate them into civilized society. ...
In real life, only from the ordinary adults of the city sidewalk do children learn - if they learn it at all - the first fundamental of successful city life: People must take a modicum of public responsibility for each other even if they have no ties to each other. This is a lesson nobody learns by being told. It is learned from the experience of having other people without ties of kinship or close friendship or formal responsibility to you take a modicum of public responsibility for you.When Mr Lacey, the locksmith, bawls out one of my sons for running into the street, and then reports the transgression to my husband as he passes the locksmith shop, my son gets more than an overt lesson in safety and obedience. He also gets, indirectly, the lesson that Mr. Lacey, with whom we have no ties other than street propinquity, feels responsible for him to a degree. ...
The lesson that city dwellers have to take responsibility for what goes on in city streets is taught again and again to children on sidewalks which enjoy a local public life. They can absorb it astonishingly early. They show they have absorbed it by taking for granted that they, too, are part of the management. They volunteer directions to people who are lost; they tell a man he will get a ticket if he parks where he thinks he is going to park... The presence or absence of this kind of street bossiness in city children is a fairly good tip-off to the presence or absence of responsible adult behavior toward the sidewalk and the children who use it. The children are imitating adult attitudes. ...
This is instruction in city living that people hired to look after children cannot teach, because the essence of this responsibility is that you do it without being hired. It is a lesson that parents, by themselves, are powerless to teach. If parents take minor public responsibility for strangers or neighbours in a society where nobody else does, this simply means the parents are embarrassingly different and meddlesome, not that this is the proper way to behave. Such instruction must come from society itself."
Ok i guess that speaks for itself. It's a very interesting read and she writes thoroughly although sometimes a little too long-winded for my liking.
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