Archive for December, 2009
Henry Darger: In the Realms of the Unreal
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Darger
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Alec Johnson on PublicSpacesLab
My pal Alec Johnson [aka Carbon Productions] is having lotsa talent: his skills to pay the bills: Landscape Architect. His way to play: stop-motion-making dad, husband, athlete, tinkerer and gifted musician, which is especially why he’s being featured here today:
Alec submitted some of his musical work to PublicSpaces Lab, where it’s being released as part of a compilation in the early part of 2010 under a Creative Commons License. He’s also nearing completion of a new album, which will follow the compilation’s release sometime in the first part of the coming year.
I’ll post both projects here when they’re available – meanwhile, congratulations, Alec. Keep em coming, son.
Happy holidays to everyone and a happy 2010.
Cheers.
Is Better the enemy of Good?

To some, the answer to this question is “no”. The same ones who believe better is always the goal, always, at all costs. There is a time and place for that, surely. Nonetheless, good has been under attack for far too long by the ones who perhaps misinterpreted the message. The same ones who are always scanning the room for someone more interesting, more attractive, more wealthy, more – whatever. “Better”. The same ones who sacrifice personal relationships for sales, spending time at the office when they aren’t obligated instead of with their families and friends. The ones who create unsustainable work cultures for themselves and then blame the job. The ones who don’t set boundaries for themselves. The ones who boast of their strengths but deceive themselves about their weaknesses. The ones who prefer to push feelings down deep and then later become angry about their cowardice, taking it out unfairly on others. The same ones who talk it but don’t walk it. The same ones who are always quick with snarky retorts about feelings, who pride themselves on their sarcastic bag of tricks, walking around with their bully suits on. The same ones who walk through life at an arm’s length away from true feeling, wondering why they can’t connect with others. The same ones who would risk nothing for beauty. The same ones who make decisions for a living and don’t consider the people whose lives those decisions affect. The same ones who think it cool to buy instead of make. The same ones who don’t think it important to nurture and build their own culture but adopt someone else’s culture as their own. TV. The same ones who take big things for granted and are completely oblivious to the small things. The same ones who have next to zero powers of observation. The ones who say “no” by default instead of “yes”. The ones who are sure they know that already and say “I know” a lot. The same ones who are absolutely, positively sure they are sane. The same ones who don’t spend time or earnest effort on anything that doesn’t make obvious contributions to the bottom lines that power any dreams they might have left. Dreams about stuff, things, empty, unfeeling ways of thinking about the world and ways to live in it. Empty. Unsustainable.
This can be any or all of us at any time. We are ALL guilty of waging war against good.
I’m writing my thoughts and feelings here today in defense of the idea of good.
The reason for the recent turn in the economy is clear: we simply haven’t been building a sustainable culture, not in work, not inside of ourselves, not outside, not anywhere. We have been neglecting good, collectively. A strong majority of us continue to forget the lessons illuminated for us in films, literature, et al, yet we still continue to seek out the insatiable paths to ruin. Double-glazing this-and-that isn’t going to change the nature of us. We leave those tough decisions to the characters in our movies and novels.
At some point we all will die. In the moments leading up to thee moment we pass on to whatever that means, is all of this clear, or is even that moment obscured by the impulse to sacrifice good for the sake of better?
I think of that moment more often than I should have to but it keeps me grounded, tied to what good means. I’m not afflicted with the disease of chronic dissatisfaction with my life, my friends, my car, etc. To some that may sound morbid, or even arrogant, but it gives me access to moments of sheer awe, real connectedness to people, and tear-soaked moments of absolute, all-encompassing thankfulness for each and every moment of it.
In the coming year, it is my wish for all of the people everywhere to let go of this anger, stop buying it and buying into it online, on TV, on the radio, in person. Wherever the voice of what makes us unsatisfied lives, turn it off, turn on something that BUILDS, that uplifts, that reminds us of the wondrous things we are capable of, of what’s GOOD.
good
–adjective
of high quality; excellent.
right; proper; fit.
honorable or worthy.
educated and refined.
financially sound or safe.
genuine; not counterfeit.
sound or valid.
reliable; dependable.
healthful; beneficial.
in excellent condition.
not spoiled or tainted; edible; palatable.
favorable; propitious.
cheerful; optimistic; amiable.
Whether we like it or not, good is good and it’s entirely up to each of us to nurture it in our own time in this world, whatever it is.
Cheers to all of the good in our lives now and in the years to come.
Herskovits and the Heart of Blackness
A compelling examination of the career and controversy surrounding Melville J. Herskovits, the pioneering American anthropologist of African Studies and controversial intellectual who established the first African Studies Center at an American university and authored, “The Myth of the Negro Past.”:
Walls of Time
I just love Ricky Skagg’s version of this tune but, before performing it himself, Peter Rowan tells the story in the clip below of how he and Bill Monroe wrote this tune after having driven all night on their bus traveling north from the Grand Ole Opry:
That’s so existential
It’s true:
without the people around us there wouldn’t be much of a story to tell. Our friends are the stuff that make us who we are. While the rest of the world takes no notice, they’re the ones who hear our trees fall in the forest. A forest that otherwise wouldn’t exist.
Our times with pals can carry seemingly little significance in the immediate moment, though they gather reverence with time and leave us shaped by them in bigger ways than we could have known while immersed in them. Add to that our innate ability to take them for granted and not give them the proper nods they deserve.
This season look pals in the eyes, tell them you love them and thank them for knowing you exist.
Big River Man: Martin Strel
Check out Martin’s complete [and impressive] list of accomplishments here
The Perfect City
David Byrne is spot on with his thoughts for a perfect city:
A Talking Head Dreams of a Perfect City
The Wall Street Journal, September 11, 2009
By David ByrneThere’s an old joke that you know you’re in heaven if the cooks are Italian and the engineering is German. If it’s the other way around you’re in hell. In an attempt to conjure up a perfect city, I imagine a place that is a mash-up of the best qualities of a host of cities. The permutations are endless. Maybe I’d take the nightlife of New York in a setting like Sydney’s with bars like those in Barcelona and cuisine from Singapore served in outdoor restaurants like those in Mexico City. Or I could layer the sense of humor in Spain over the civic accommodation and elegance of Kyoto. Of course, it’s not really possible to cherry pick like this—mainly because a city’s qualities cannot thrive out of context. A place’s cuisine and architecture and language are all somehow interwoven. But one can dream.
>>> read the rest via DavidByrne.com
Go Malamud
Cory Doctorow writes the following about Carl Malamud:
Carl is the beloved “rogue librarian” who has done so much to liberate tax-funded government works, from movies to court rulings to the text of laws themselves, putting these public domain works on the Internet where they belong.
By the People is an inspirational and education piece on the history of the US Government Printing Office and the radical ethic that said that the governments documents belonged to the citizens who footed the bill for their production. Today, with the Internet making it more possible than ever for all of us to inspect the workings of our governments and benefit from their creations, that ethic is more important (and more endangered) than ever.
Trent Harris
Trent Harris is great for having made Rubin and Ed, which has been one of my favorite movies ever since my pal, Alec, turned me onto it prolly more than 11 years ago.
Trent’s made other stuff, too, and continues to make stuff, such as random video posts @ Fling A Ding:
Thanks, Trent







