I wrote this in the context of a private discussion about the aesthetic sense at play in the marketplace products of one 'integral institute', which I used to be a part of, but resigned from nearly 1 year ago ... gee, has it been that long? Anyway, that outfit is about to release a new product, a 'starter kit' about what they call 'integral life practice', which you can read about here. I caution that I am not endorsing this product in any way (which is clear I think if you read below), just merely linking to it so what follows below makes sense.
My first remark is that there is a distinction that has to be made between an integral artwork (an object that elicits an integral aesthetic sense) and the interpretive capacity audience persons can have in order to fashion the fullest possible response/appreciation to an artwork object. The former is a matter of semiotics (see my Polysemy essay); the latter is a matter of training and perspective-taking in the context of the art world and interpretation/perception through art. As we all know, to really experience enhanced meaning from art takes some patience, hard work, and dedication.
The work of Abigail Housen (not Houseman) has detected five major stages of aesthetic response in the part of viewers of visual art (as well as four more transition stages). This is a vast topic (see my To Suspend Disbelief essay on her work). But it bears note that Housen traces aesthetic-response development through the inquiries the viewer implicity utilizes to interpret art -- stage 1 'what?', stage 2 'how?', stage 3 'who?' stage 4 'when?', and then with stage five, all these questions in an integrated inquiry into meaning. Her research and conclusions find a pattern of development of aesthetic-response (again, to visual art, the subject of her study) that proceeds from egocentricity to, in short, a kind of vision-logic, an integrated perceptive capacity.
My point is that there is only a limited value in using Housen's research (or any aesthetic-interpretive theory) to talk to artists about artwork or even marketing products such as this ILP package. It is basically apples and oranges (both being fruit, but with entirely different tastes). My favorite, btw, are Harelson apples, second being Cortland, for what it's worth (next to nothing).
The second remark is that this ILP Package is not artwork. It is something else -- namely a product that is being offered to the market that II caters (or attempts to cater) towards. They think there is a demand, and so they want their products to be the supply. This takes us away from a more strict consideration of art and into a realm were things might be 'artistic' or 'creative', to be sure, but it is not art, or collaborative art. Thus the aesthetics have to do with advertising and convincing people to buy.
Now before the team graphic designers on this project have my head (I know these cats), let me hasten to point out that the ILP project not being a piece of artwork is hardly a bad thing. It is rather wise it is not. Artwork, as I define it in my work, is 'intuition captured in a frame', no matter the medium or framing material.
And this sort of quality is not what a thought-out, long-planned, long-worked on marketing product of an institution ought be based upon. The stakes are too great. What with marketing research, the kind of planning and logistics, public relations, capital required, and on and on -- as a person who's day-job is at a Chicago advertising agency, you learn right quick that to treat what we produce as artwork is a recipe for a poor product. I actually participated in the very early discussions about this product, when I was still part of II. If the dynamic of that time held through the duration of the product creation, II was trying to be creative/innovate within the particular constraints of their market.
(It bears note that with artwork, too, certain constraints are in play, if the artist wants his/her artwork to have a coherancy and resonance with the audience. It is just that these sorts of constraints are not nearly as narrow as those for marketed products.)
There is a degree of overlap between the advertising world and the artistry world (a much longer subject, and a very provocative subject of an upcoming essay of mine), but there are strong distinctions between the two worlds. If nothing else, the presence of money requires the severe toning-down of raw intuition, thus cutting out a fundamental component of what makes really great art what it is.
The aesthetic sense of the cover of this ILP thang is indexed to its semiotic connection with the market -- people who are going to purchase this product. To be successful, it has to hit the referent-points that people can recognize without a lot of thought. And not just hit the points of recognition, but with an amplified, memorable, unique message. It cannot alienate, it cannot be confusing, it cannot be a 'thinker'. Thus you see the iconography of line-drawings (both male and female in typical gender-poses, as well as what looks like hands in a meditation position). These have a brand-connection with the iconography on INaked.
You see a hip Asian couple, a businessman, and an educated-looking older woman (could be a teacher, middle-mgr, arts administrator, etc). And you have buzzwords -- body, mind, spirit, transform. There is a science to all of this, and it is what you find constitutive of advertising agencies, who have their fingers to the pulse of what consumers need to see/hear/feel/sense in order to take their credit card out of their wallet or purse.
I have no idea whatsoever whether these are proper choices given the market for this sort of thing, nor do I know the craftmanship involved in the assembly of this project will be an engine to II's bottom line (personally I'm uninterested in this product, other than the fact that a good buddy is part of it, and I'm very happy for him, cuz I know how hard he has worked).
If this project is anything like Wilber's previous works, it works to satisfy long-time customers/readers, but in fact is more attuned to appeal to those new to integral, new to Wilber, new to this whole thing, because it capitalizes in the excitment that people generally feel (call it being 'drunk with integral') when they first encounter this wondrous world of Wilber.
You see this strategy in the recent projects: INaked was marketed to 22-year-old males (initially, before they toned down the elicit sex stuff -- 'intercourse' became 'discourse' in the reader forum), who were new to integral. TOE was marketed to business persons with an intellectual bent (with the W Bennis endorsement), who were new to integral. IU was/is marketed to academians who require a strong degree of respectibility, stability, and peer-review, as if they were new to integral. Wilber himself stated that he wrote/writes his books as if he has to explain his system from the very beginning. This is in fact a choice, not a necessity as he as cleverly claimed.
All of which makes sense if you consider that the prime driver behind II and its projects wants to grow, be known, get big, be famous, and infiltrate pop culture. This requires a constant appeal to 'new'. It even requires an obsession with pop culture, and an obsession with public reputation.
And so long-time fans of Wilber, don't bemoan the fact that you don't like the aesthetic of ILP. It isn't marketed to the you of right now. It is rather marketed to those people who, right now, are like you were when you first dove into Wilber's pond. Excited, thrilled, and willing to spend money to participate in the so-called revolution.
JUST BACK FROM THE TICKER-TAPE PARADE FOR THE CHI-SOX
Got a bunch of shots. The quality is up'n'down, but I did the best I couldgiven the fact that the crowd was so thick (about 25 people deep along LaSalle St) and I was basically being felt up from all sides all the time. I'd say I made some new friends but in fact I didn't. But I did have a blast. It was an event of some serious civic pride. Go Sox. Go Chicago baseball.
This is my first vantage point; the corner of LaSalle and Lake Sts. Twenty minutes later, I was ten feet closer.
One of the floats couldn't fit under the El tracks. Chicagoans laughed.
The players rode through all of Chicago on double-decker buses. A fan flashes the super-secret "double-victory" sign.
Series MVP Jermaine Dye is in white and standing on the bus.
That's catcher AJ Pierzynski. As well as assorted dignitaries.
I think...wait....shit, I don't remember who this is. Maybe Game 3 hero Geoff Blum.
That's 24-year-old stopper Bobby Jenks. (He did not proceed to be clothes-lined.)
That's my buddy Ben, who went with me to the parade.
Check the amount of ticker. This is just the sidestreet.
Satisfied, Chicagoans walk down Clark St. more than a little aglow a feeling I shared as well.
AND HERE ARE SOME PICTURES TAKEN BY BEN
It felt even more nuts than it looked. What is this, a jungle gym?
It's down LaSalle St, from the Board of Trade to Wacker Ave. It doesn't start for another two hours, but I've heard the streets are already 4-deep with Sox fans. I'll report on the zaniness, sure to be beyond words.
Like the ideology of communism, our new enemy is elitist, led by a self-appointed vanguard of Islamic militants that presume to speak for the Muslim masses. Like the ideology of communism, our new enemy teaches that the innocent can be murdered to serve a political vision. Like the ideology of communism, our new enemy pursues totalitarian aims. Like the ideology of communism, our new enemy is dismissive of free peoples, claiming that men and women who live in liberty are weak and decadent. And like the ideology of communism, Islamic radicalism is doomed to fail.
It will fail because it undermines the freedom and creativity that makes human progress possible and human societies successful. The only thing modern about our enemy's vision is the weapons they want to use against us. The rest of their grim vision is defined by a warped image of the past, a declaration of war on the idea of progress itself. And whatever lies ahead in the war against this ideology, the outcome is not in doubt: Those who despise freedom and progress have condemned themselves to isolation, decline, and collapse. Because free peoples believe in the future, free peoples will own the future.
While what follows are three very notable and interesting passages from Goldberg's impressive article to honor William F Buckley, you really ought read the whole thing, perhaps even a couple times.
It is just one sign of National Review's success that people think American conservatism is very old. It's not. In fact, even as we conservatives cheer the “wisdom of the ancients” and decry the modernity and even postmodernity of our ideological adversaries, American conservatism is arguably the youngest ideology on the block. Marxism, which still clings on like a tough carpet mold in a faculty lounge, is well over a century old. As are all of its dirigiste and supposedly revolutionary offspring, including socialism, environmentalism, feminism, and even anarchism. Even the “Youth Movement” began in Italy some 90 years ago.
Conservatives favored geographic diversity, allowing localities to govern themselves (a principle some conservatives unfortunately supported to the point of perversity, as in the case of Jim Crow). The progressive mind at home and abroad believed in the One Best Way for everything. The conservative mind championed transcendence, the authority of God and the wisdom of the ancients. The progressive mind chuckled at transcendence, disputed the authority of God when it interfered with the expertise of the state and scoffed at the wisdom of the ancients as the prattling of irrelevant, greedy dead men in funny clothes. Conservatives saw nothing wrong — and much that was right — with attaching one’s loyalties to a place, a specific civilization; and if that meant defending that place and that civilization, then so be it. The progressive mind is universal and cosmopolitan and hence finds its allegiance in concepts of the parliaments of man. He strives for utopia — which means “no place.” The conservative strives for eutopia, which simply means the “good place.”
William F. Buckley understood that conservatism can only be a partial philosophy of life, because any calling which claims to be a whole philosophy of life is not one at all. It is a religion, and in all likelihood a false one.
I've come to realize that part of my daily fascination with the American Conservative movement, and its history, is simple: everything I was taught about American Conservatism was wrong. I chalk that up to my upbringing in historically-progressive Wisconsin as well as the very-progressive disposition of most of my college professors, Washington University in St. Louis. For example, I'm learning that there is a rather big difference between Republicans and Conservatives, for as Goldberg writes, Conservatism was "a movement which was born with an open and healthy hostility to the Republican party". Honestly, I'm floored by the general intellectual honesty and integrity of pretty much every writer for National Review online; I don't agree all the time, but then I again, I don't agree with a lot of people most of the time. I know one thing: the NRO folks are generally quite good at the craft-making of coherant arguments. I read their e-ziine mostly to just absorb how they do it with such precision.
I'VE BEEN QUOTED FOR AN ART GALLERY EXHIBITION OPENING
The Central Florida Community College has an art gallery called The Webber Center Gallery. From Oct 20-Dec 10, the exhibition is "Nuevas Voces Latinas" (New Latin Voices) and features the work of seven contemporary artists whose first culture was Latino. The 20-pg pamplet for the exhibit features a quote of yours truly at the very beginning. Here is the quote:
We get our artist voices by being part of a culture. All great artist voices originate in a communitythey arise within gatherings, tribes, and social environments.
And here are images of the program, just sent to me by the curator, Joleen Gonzales.
The quote is taken from my essay The Artist's Idiolect, on the nature of the artist voice. I've recently revised it, so check it out. To say that I'm thrilled is, I imagine, quite obvious.
On the war, and where we are in the overall Iraq trajectory, he writes:
...[The] temptation is to move the goalposts on this war and to expect the impossible. If someone had told me three years ago that by October 2005, Saddam Hussein's murderous tyranny would be over for ever, that Iraq would have a new constitution that emerged from a democratic process and that it will soon have a democratically elected parliament and government, I would have been thrilled. If I were further told that the inevitably embittered Sunni Arab minority had decided to throw itself into democratic politics to amend the constitution and protect its interests in a future Iraq, I would be amazed by how swiftly democratic habits can take root in a post-totalitarian country. If I had been told that, despite extraordinary provocation from Jihadist and Sunni Arab terrorists, the country had not dissolved into civil war, and that unemployment was dropping, I'd be heartened. If I had also been told that the United States had not suffered another major terror attack since the fall of 2001, I would have refused to believe it. The fact that the administration has made countless, terrible errors in the aftermath of the invasion and miscalculated badly on how the Baathists and Jihadists would fight back, should not distract us from these underlying realities. In 2002, I feared U.S. casualties approaching 10,000 in a brutal, urban war for Baghdad. The enemy gave us a simmering insurgency instead, shrewdly calculating that that was their best defense. They were right in the short term. But that makes it all the more imperative to prove them wrong in the long term. For the sake of the 2,000 who have already died; and the countless, innocent civilian Iraqis who have borne an even greater burden, let's do all we can to make this work.
And for those of us (like myself) who are not out on the battlefield, what we can do is continue the battle in the war of ideas and public opinion, and continue to advocate a policy that brings new freedom and responsibilities to a long-oppressed people, as well as sets an example of democracy for the entire region. (And, like Sullivan, give deep critique to what needs such examination, as with the ongoing prisoner-abuse scandal, truly deporable).
There are many things to feel deeply conflicted about with this war, but one I feel as clear now as I did when the invasion beganmore democracy is better than less democracy, and thus with Hussein out of power, the Iraqi people (as well as world security) are better off by several orders. That the awful U.N. sanctions (which hurt the people more than the gov't) were removed shortly after Hussein was captured attests to the importance of this change of power.
The longest game since 1916. If the Sox pull this off, for the first time since 1917, might as well do it in style. Jayson Stark, of ESPN, has the best quote:
After their mind-boggling 7-5 win over the Astros on Tuesday (and Wednesday), the Chicago White Sox -- no kidding -- are on the verge of winning the World Series. For the first time since the light bulb was most people's idea of cool technology.
I'm so psyched for the city that the Sox are so close to long-awaited baseball glory. This town is gonna explode if the Sox win any of the next four games, and thus clinch the title. And I have to say, even though I'm only casually rooting for the actual White Sox (I know so little about the team, I'm just rooting for the city) this is one helluva entertaining bunch of baseball games. Great hitting, pitching, defense, and plenty of weird-in-the-way-only-baseball-can-be-weird moments. Go Sox.
BAGHDAD, Iraq (CNN) -- The Iraqi draft constitution has passed, according to final results released by Iraqi election officials.
More than 78 percent of 9.8 million voters in the October 15 referendum approved the document, officials said Tuesday. Turnout was 63 percent.
Passage of the constitution, regarded as a key step toward the establishment of Iraqi democracy, paves the way for an election for a new Iraqi parliament in mid-December.
The Associated Press has a good account of this American pioneer's life. Also listen to and watch this A/V Slide Show, also very tastefully done. She just wanted to be free, and have the same rights and responsibilities as everyone else. Imagine that.
HAZRAT INAYAT KHAN, THE 'MYSTERY OF THE BREATH', SPIRITUAL LINGUISTICS, 'GETTING OUT OF THE WAY', AND A WHOLE LOT MORE
I was reading Hazrat Inayat Khan the other day, and I came upon something that altogether took me aback. Which means it rang very true for me, and rather had the effect akin to the morning's alarm clock. From The Music of Life, p. 203 (paperback, Omega):
As far as science goes, breathing is known to be air breathed in and breathed out.... There seems to be a general awakening to the science of breath. Those who have practiced breathing in connection with physical culture of for the improvement of their particular condition, illness, or weakness have found wonderful results. It is thus far that the science of breath has reached.
But when we come to the mystery of breath, it is another domain altogether. The perceptible breath that the nostrils can feel as air drawn in and air going out is only an effect of breathing. It is not breath. For the mystic breath is that current which carries the air out and brings the air in. The air is perceptible, not the current; the current is imperceptible. It is a kind of ethereal magnetism, a finer kind of electricity, the current of which goes in and comes out, putting the air into action....Breath is the self, the very self of man. Also, 'atman' means the soul, and in German the same word is used for 'soul' and for 'breath'. This shows that if there is any trace of soul, it is to be found in breath.
Inayat Khan is my favorite writer of, to quote Tuff Ghost, spiritual linguistics. My teacher, Allaudin Mathieu, wrote the back-cover blurb for the Shambhala Dragon edition of Inayat Khan's The Mysticism of Sound and Music, and said the author "is the only holy man I know who delivers an authentic and inclusive spiritual message from a musical sensibility."
You know what it is? With Inayat Khan, it is not about "spiritual boilerplate". You don't get your descriptions of discreet states of being as if the knob is still on its factory settings. I think this is part of what Tuff Ghost cites, about the naivete of the 'I was so one with everything' type of description of spiritual experience.
Part of me (what part, I don't know) thinks that we all ought just keep our spiritual experiences to ourselves, in terms of what these states feel like. Each is so tiresome when poorly expressed. Or if we want to talk about them, journal about them first so you can get some of the boilerplate out of your system.
There is something profoundly egocentric about people who don't turn off the factory boilerplate settings when they talk about their deep experiences. Egocentric? Yes, because there is the implication that other people haven't had similar type of experiences. If you think others haven't had deep experiences, you are more prone to think that naive descriptions of 'oneness' are actually going to seem interesting to other people.
What if you flip around the assumption? What if, in reverse, you not assume that others haven't had the same, super-deep contemplations you have, but in fact, you assume they have, as wide and deep as yours. You approach life not as if you have some deep vision to share, but that everyone already shares that vision, because everyone has had the same deep experience as you. Whether they are conscious of the experience or not is beside the point. They have it, you have it, so move on.
How would this change your attitude? Well, instead of wanting to talk directly (read: boilerplate) about your experience, it becomes part of the unspoken mystery of everyone's life. You usually carry it with you as you would carry your bag, or your coat on a hot day. Everyone has a bag, everyone has a coat, so what's the big deal? But we have to talk about something in our lives, so perhaps you elude to your deep experience, again with the assumption that each are already commonly held, and do so ever so mildlyin your conversations, your correspondence, perhaps even your artbut, to quote Python's The Holy Grail, direct discussion of spiritual experiences in terms of any kind of blow-by-blow realism is, well: Right. Out.
I believe subtlety, that elusive quality of the people and artwork that I most admire, is built upon this kind of restraint. To hold back the boillerplate is (to lovingly go contrapuntal with Victoria) "get yourself out of the way" which is really just another way to treat, in this case, your artwork production with maturity. If, as I believe, 'wisdom' is knowing what to ignore and leave out, then naive boilerplate spirituality is the opposite of wisdom for in telling us how mystical your experience was/is, you don't leave out the fact that if the experience is truly spiritualgod damn fucking spiritualthen it is made of a quality that is transpersonal, or in other words: it is inherently shared by all. Meaning, eyes roll at the retelling.
My own contribution to Tuff Ghost's theme of spiritual linguistics is to, whenever I can, switch out 'spiritual' and use 'essential' instead. Failingly that, I attempt to clarify that by 'spirit', I mean its original definition, following Paglia's lead that of 'breath-force'. The reason I prefer to switch out 'spiritual' is that it has too much baggage, from the tired, warmed-over historical dialectics between, in Paglia's terms, earth-cult and sky-cult, the descending and ascending dispositions that I believe generally reconciled in the first-world West.
With 'essential' and its root, 'essence', it is not about higher or lower, ascending or descending, but rather all about depth. It is about more or less density of perception. Stages and levels of consciousness, even if based upon empirical science, are still superimpositions we place upon basic, common phenomenathe states when we wake, we dream, we deep sleep, and we induce (inspiration, satisfaction, collaboration, love, and pain-alleviation).
To broadly understand consciousness, there is a tendancy to say that there are 'x' number of stages/levels, and 'x' number of states within those levels; but this is backwards. It is not that levels/stages of consciousness have these states; it is rather that the states are first, and our attempts to interpret them always secondary (and, through history, evolving). States are a priori; whatever hierarchies we superimpose are a posteriori, or derived from facts about the states. The residue from our states has a kind of cumulative effect, over time, which leads in certain ways to physical, mental, and essential growth and development of our multiple intelligences. But too much focus on 'levels and stages' doesn't get to the heart of any real discussion that helps artists. It is not far enough upstream. The core of our experience is a state.
It is a rather fine point, I admit, but nonetheless sheds light on the problems artists face when they attempt to use over-thought-out philosophy for practical, tactile, creative workspace benefit in their artistry. Or better: why artists, who seek to dance at the edge of the known and the unknown, to massage, relax, and expand that edge, and then artfully go beyond it and then return with their created artwork, require an approach to art philosophy that is altogether more intuitive and not-all-thought-out (and, of course, also not wishy-washy thin). Art is the first thing to go in a too-talky discussion about creativity. And inspiration is the first thing to go when a talk about our essential vibrations goes boilerplate.
When our experiences are of the most essential quality, or feeling, it is because, for whatever reason, or through whatever course of action, we have stumbled into a depth of some kind. That is also to say that we have found a state of fullness. To talk about it is usually to kill it (unless the utmost of delicacy is practiced). The best approach to help artists, which is also the most difficult, is to offer, for lack of a better term, the equivalent of 'pointing out instructions'. This happens when the restraint of authentic wisdom meets the skillful means of inspired poetry, to provide a discreet and essential kind of artistic technique, which resonates with the intuition of the artist. It is a nudge into the feeling (not map) of an inspired state.
Pointing-out instructions, washed by contemporary culture's juices, touch-points, and semiotics, transend boilerplate spirituality by several orders of value. These are founded upon restraint, an economy of description, and an implicit assumption that we participate in a play of consciousness far greater than any of us can possibly imagine. That we nonetheless try to do so anyway is the open secret of artwork created when the courageous artist chooses to work with, as opposed to recoil from, their edges of fear.
I slightly altered the audio as well as transitions between images. Scroll down or click here to watch the re-tooled "The Way You Make Love", which combines Hannah's journey through pregnancy and birth with a plainchant I composed in 2003, through use a couplet by Rumi that continues to really strike me.
PARIS, Oct. 20 -- In a vote cast as a battle of global conformity vs. cultural diversity, delegates to a U.N. agency turned aside strong U.S. objections Thursday and overwhelmingly approved the first international treaty designed to protect movies, music and other cultural treasures from foreign competition.
... Louise Oliver, U.S. ambassador to UNESCO, told delegates at the organization's headquarters near the Eiffel Tower that the measure was "too flawed, too prone to abuse for us to support." She contended that dictators could potentially use it to control what their citizens read.
... Called the Convention on the Protection and Promotion of Diversity of Cultural Expressions, the document approved Thursday declares the rights of countries to "maintain, adopt and implement policies and measures that they deem appropriate for the protection and promotion of the diversity of cultural expressions on their territory."
Cultural expressions are defined as including music, art, language and ideas as well as "cultural activities, goods and services."
For me, the big question is how this might or might not effect the capacity for the world's citizens to freely experience artwork from anywhere. As I advocate in my essay, A Planet-centric iPod, technology has provided the opportunity for composers to bathe in the world's musical juices, to be inspired to expand their own cultural traditions, and we ought jump at that chance, never before as free and clear as right now. The same goes for artists in any medium, from any country, that have the capacity to take the perspectives animated by the world's art.
Surely not everyone wants to know about art at the planet-centric level, but those that do ought be able to continue their investigations, spurred on by this moral sensibilityan 'all of us' imperative, with essential features of 'all of the art world' (personally defined) incorporated into the art object.
GLAD WE CLEARED THIS UP, NOW I CAN SING IT TO TWYLA IN GOOD CONSCIENCE
Claim: The Peter, Paul & Mary tune "Puff, the Magic Dragon" is a coded song about marijuana.
Status: False.
Origins: No, "Puff, the Magic Dragon" is not about marijuana, or any other type of drug. It is what its writers have always claimed it to be: a song about the innocence of childhood lost.
WASHINGTON (AP) -- "Star Wars" director George Lucas has donated $1 million to build a memorial to civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. on the National Mall, backers of the project announced.
"The ideals and principles for which Dr. King fought have never been forgotten and are as relevant today as they were 40 years ago," Lucas said Thursday, adding in a statement that a memorial ensures King's message will endure for future generations.
Other notable supporters of the project include former Secretary of State Colin Powell and Jack Valenti, former president of the Motion Picture Association of America.
More than $40 million has been raised for the memorial, with $100 million needed to finish the project, organizers said.
Congress authorized the memorial in 1996, and groundbreaking is scheduled for late next year on a four-acre site near the Lincoln Memorial, where King delivered his "I Have a Dream" speech on Aug. 28, 1963.
All my current and future experimental films can be viewed through this page. I added screen shots of each film, and tried to keep things clean. You can also get there if you click on the Cellph Shots link on the top of this and every page.
Five films so farEchoes Of A Pastime, Boom In The Woom, Simple Melodies Calm, I Consider Everything, and In Your Lightand more to come but I cannot predict what or when. Tis the nature of the beast, of course.
The original sponsors were France and its stepchild Canada; figures. No country is more prickly about preserving its own culture than France; they regularly have le panique attaq whenever small fragments of other tongues infect their pristine lingo. Their cinema is heavily subsidized, producing endless movies about older-yet-unquestionably-masculine men who pensively smoke while contemplating a girl’s knee observed on a beach in 1972. Canada also mandates local content, because there’s so much difference between someone who grew up in southern Manitoba and someone who grew up in upper North Dakota. The North Dakotan grows up without a sense of what it’s like to be annoyed by bilingual candy-bar wrappers, for example. Might as well be from different planets.
...charisma, a power of personality divorced from the conceptual or moral. Charisma is electromagnetism, a scintillating fusion of masculine and feminine.
So, to increase one's charisma, or charisma of your artwork, experiment at the extremes of pure masculine and pure feminine, and then, ala Deida, relax into whatever mixture of the two emerges naturally. Charisma can be cultivated through proper experimentation.
In his book Why Read?, the literary critic Mark Edmundson argues that humanities professors have a duty to our students -- and ultimately, to democracy -- to help them to expand the horizons of their thoughts. To do so is to help them live better lives, albeit lives of their, and not our, choosing.
Despite our temptation (it's our job, after all) to interpret texts, art objects, and past events for our students, to tell them how things stand in the world of ideas so that they can thereby adopt the right ideas and tastes, there is a point in every course where it has to be up to the students to interpret those things. In those moments, we teach best by letting go.
No student in an introductory class ever became a faithful news reader or a literary fiction hound because a professor browbeat him or her into it. My students might pick up a good book, though, if they have learned to be curious about the world and about themselves, and if they have seen that a reader's life can be a very good life.
INTEGRAL ARTWORK'S UNDERPINNINGS CAN ONLY PARTLY BE INTELLECTUAL
It's artwork must be organic, must lie where each lies at products of the storm integral consciousness. For even Dada, and its 'anti-art' impulses, is the product of a largely intellectual movement. Integral artwork, on the other hand, has a spectrum of underpinnings. Intellectuality, for sure, is one part, but so is physicality, spirituality, humor, humilty, popularity, communality, singularity, and more The point is to push and invite beyond what we are able to categorize. As polysemy, the creations of the integral art epoch resonate on many bands, many channels, many paths of meaning.
This is the first time I've lived in a city whose team (or one of whose teams, in the case of Chicago's two) made it to the World Series. It doesn't start for another five days, but already I can tell you the town is both abuzz and a bit lighter in its collective steps. Remember, Chicagoans are skeptical to the core, and didn't believe the Sox could overcome themselves and actually make it; there have been so many heartbrakes over the years. But they did it. Here's what Jay Mariotti had to say in today's Sun-Times:
Yes, the White Sox have proved me wrong. They've proved millions of others around the country wrong, too. They may not have the celebrity fans and national cachet of the Red Sox, but with a small and intensely loud fan base that is drunk on glory and a few other things, they'll try to bust another ancient futility streak that dates back to when Charlie Chaplin -- not a home-plate umpire -- was a silent film star.
Guillen wasn't alive in 1959. Williams wasn't alive in 1959. The players think 1959 was the backdrop for Jurassic Park. But it's just another conquered number now after the Sox won their first American League pennant in 46 years, burying the Angels and their Rally Monkey in another umpiring-flawed blur that once again suggests destiny, at last, has become a South Side ally.
My heart raced when I read this recording, just released by Blue Note, was unearthed from the nether-regions of forgotton reels. NPR has the full story of how it was found. A new lazz legend has been born.
Mind you, Monk/Coltrane collaborations that made it to tape are the closest thing to stardust that exists in the world of recorded jazz. These two seminal geniuses only worked together for about 6 months, and up until now, only two recordings existedone studio work, which is good but short; and one live work, which is awesome but sounds crappy (Coltrane's wife recorded it with a single mic for the purposes of Coltrane's own study, not for public release). This new record satisfies both in terms of length and sound quality. Of course, the artistry of Monk, Coltrane, bassist Ahmed Abdul-Malik, and drummer Shadow Wilson, bleed through whatever medium and quality. All real music does.
I've long thought it very important to the development of one's ear to work, yes work, to hear musical beauty on old, pre-1940s recordingsto hear through the constrictions of the single-mic recordings and imagine yourself in the studio at the time the music, in its full, live, nonconstricted incarnation, lived as much as any music lives in today's moment. Best place to start? In my view, the Louis Armstrong Hot Fives & Hot Sevens recordings. And when you listen, can you train your ears to process this music as completely avant-garde, which it was for its time? Can you put on that set of ears, unemcumbered by the ambiguity of our contemporary ears?
Anyway, as someone who went through an enormous Thelonious Sphere Monk phase, at least 5 years strong, which ended about four years ago, this new record is a wonderful reminder of the sheer brilliance of Monk, far ahead of his time. And, even, still ahead of this time. But I think the culture has grown closer to full appreciation of Monk's music, for what it istransparent and translucent vibrations that dance, get naked, and make love on the edge of the sonically familiar and the unknown.
With Monk, listen first to the silent spaces. The beauty of his music is rightly appreciated as complex abstraction clarified into the alchemical crystal of swinging tone, fully animated with all the soul, grit, salvation, reality, and paradox of the 'idea' of America. He is America's subtlest musician, ever.
This book by Rod Dreher, from Random House, is going to cause quite a stir, within as well as without the various chattering classes.
Why? Because it details a worldview that crosses conventionally-drawn boundaries of political and cultural persuasion. It takes a settled characteristic of the far leftcrunchy, post-hippie cultureand aligns it with one of the far rightlibertarian, traditional culture. The author survived the rigors of peer-review within the cyber-halls of National Review Online (where he is a staffer), which is the premier conservative/political journal. And an early essay by Dreher on this same crunchy-con theme was published by Utne Magazine, the premier liberal/culture journal. That's a hybrid of review, right there.
So the path is cleared for this book to really make a mark on popular culture. I predict it will be one of the top 10 most-talked-about books of 2006. And it has already won the award for longest title subhead, ever.
THE VIEWA DEVICE FOR MEANINGFUL EXPERIENCES OF VISUAL ART
Check it out (and click through the five pages). This is a very intriguing tool that aims to apply the aesthetic response theory of Abigail Housen to foster enhanced development of artistic awareness. (Read my summary of Housen's work, as well.) Whether this device works or not (I don't know either way), this is another support for the basic thesis that there is a spectrum of aesthetic capacities one can have in their response/interpretation of artwork.
I advocate an application of Housen's theory for the use of artists, as well. This theory is another way to know our audiences. The working artist, in my view, ought familiarize him or herself with the Housen spectrum, so as to be able to recognize the basic type of reactions that their artwork elicits from others. Some reactions are very helpful to a sustained artistic process, some are irrelevant, some definitely are unhelpful. We have to be able to sort through this, if we are going to attempt to use people's feedback to better our productionswhich, as artists who choose not to operate in a vacuum, clearly want to do.
According to the mayor, this proposal will likely make Milly-walk-ay the “first American city to become totally wireless at no cost to the taxpayers of the city.” Yes, the plan is for the network installation to be entirely privately-funded. Take that, East-coast.