in alienation, the subject is confronted with a full and substantial Other, supposedly hiding in its depths some ‘secret’, its inaccessible treasure
“ I can live with doubt, and uncertainty, and not knowing. I think it’s much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong. I have approximate answers, and possible beliefs, and different degrees of certainty about different things, but I’m not absolutely sure of anything, and then many things I don’t know anything about, such as whether it means anything to ask why we’re here, and what the question might mean. I might think about it a little, but if I can’t figure it out, then I go on to something else. But I don’t have to know an answer. I don’t feel frightened by not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without having any purpose, which is the way it really is, as far as I can tell, possibly. It doesn’t frighten me. ”
~ Richard Feynman; (Born 95 years ago today, May 11, 1918)
It’s okay … not to know the answer? I like that too.
Records can be made out of just about anything: vinyl, 3D-printed plastic, paper, even ice. Over at Instructables, Amanda Ghassaei has set out to push the limits of music formats — after trying out Joy Division and the Pixies with 3D printing last year, she’s moved on to laser-cut wood. The records are made on sheets of maple, though tests were done on paper, acrylic, and plywood. Because of the limits of the laser cutter, the grooves on the 12-inch wooden record are one to two orders of magnitude larger than on a modern vinyl record, and it plays at 33.3 RPM to fit more music.
Minjeong An, Self-Portrait, 2008
“This is me painting. I tried to express my thoughts on painting, my perspective on the world, and the energy of an artist.”
flickr (links to VERY large version of the above and well worth the detour)
You’re a mother, aren’t you? There’s kindness in your eyes.
And sadness. But a ferocity too.
The world’s smallest movie.
“Walter Benjamin quotes reports that during the Paris Commune, in all corners of the city of Paris there were people shooting at the clocks on the towers of the churches, palaces and so on, thereby consciously or half-consciously expressing the need that somehow time has to be arrested; that at least the prevailing, the established time continuum has to be arrested, and that a new time has to begin - a very strong emphasis on the qualitative difference and on the totality of the rupture between the new society and the old.”—Herbert Marcuse - Liberation from the Affluent Society