Friday, January 22, 2010

Luck

Luck

by Langston Hughes


Sometimes a crumb falls
From the tables of joy,
Sometimes a bone
Is flung.
To some people
Love is given,
To others
Only heaven.


By Dark

By Dark

by W. S. Merwin

When it is time I follow the black dog

into the darkness that is the mind of day

I can see nothing but the black dog
the dog I know going ahead of me

not looking back oh it is the black dog
I trust now in my turn after the years

when I had all the trust of the black dog
through an age of brightness and through shadow

on into the blindness of the black dog
where the rooms of the dark were already known

and had no fear in them for the black dog
leading me carefully up the blind stairs.

"By Dark" by W. S. Merwin, from The Shadow of Sirius. © Copper Canyon Press, 2008.



Copper wire

Email from a friend in Arkansas.

After having dug to a depth of 10 feet last year, New York Scientists found traces of copper wire dating back 100 years and came to the conclusion, that their ancestors already had a telephone network more than 100 years ago.

Not to be outdone by the New Yorkers, in the weeks that followed, a California archaeologist dug to a depth of 20 feet, and shortly after, A story in the LA Times read: "California archaeologists, finding of 200 year old copper wire, have concluded that their ancestors already had an advanced high-tech communications network a hundred years earlier than the New Yorkers"


















One week later. A local newspaper in Arkansas reported the following: "After digging as deep as 30 feet in his pasture near Hardy, Arkansas. Bubba, a self-taught archaeologist, reported that he found absolutely nothing. Bubba has therefore concluded that 300 years ago, Arkansas had already gone wireless".

Just makes you proud to live in Arkansas don't it.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Beannacht

clipped from www.panhala.net
Beannacht
("Blessing")
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

~ John O'Donohue ~



"I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding."
-- John O'Donohue

Shortly before his death in 2008, the late Irish poet John O'Donohue recited his poem, meaning blessing, during an interview with Krista Tippett. We've woven his close friends' photographs of him in his Celtic landscapes with this reading.


Lost but not found

Looking

What was I looking for today?
All that poking under the rugs,
Peering under the lamps and chairs,
Or going from room to room that way,
Forever up and down the stairs

Like someone stupid with sleep or drugs.

Everywhere I was, was wrong.
I started turning the drawers out, then
I was staring in at the icebox door
Wondering if I'd been there long
Wondering what I was looking for.
Later on, I think I went back again.

Where did the rest of the time go?
Was I down cellar? I can't recall
Finding the light switch, or the last
Place I've had it, or how I'd know
I didn't look at it and go past.
Or whether it's what I want, at all.



















"Looking" by W.D. Snodgrass, from Selected Poems: 1957 - 1987. © Soho Press, 1991

To Kill a Mockingbird

We saw this staged reading at Profile Theatre two days ago and were blown away by the production. In this staged reading the actors carry scripts, have minimal costuming and minimal sets, but you won't notice this. From the start you will be transported to Macomb, Alabama and the drama enfolding there. Try to see the play on one of these dates:

January 14 - January 24, 2010

Staged Readings
Thurs - Sat: 7:30 p.m.
Sat & Sun: 2:00 p.m.

To Kill a Mockingbird

By Horton Foote

Directed by Pam Sterling


In 1962 Horton Foote received his first Academy Award for his adaptation to the screen of this Pulitzer Prize winning novel by Harper Lee. Foote's screenplay, constructed as a series of episodes recalled by its narrator, Scout, is set in a small Alabama town in 1932 and concerns the trial of an unjustly accused black man who is steadfastly defended by Scout's father, a respected lawyer in the town. This classic tale examines the painful consequences of hate and prejudice and one man's courageous efforts to overcome those powerful forces.


Mockingbird

How To CAT-Scan (And Hot-Rod) A Stradivarius


Ned Wharton, NPR

To listen to story (and more) Click Here.


Weekend Edition Sunday, November 9, 2008 -

In the Park Slope neighborhood of Brooklyn, New York, Sam Zygmuntowicz has a home workshop where he makes violins.

Recently, Zygmuntowicz has been studying antique instruments with George Bissinger of the Oberlin Acoustics Workshop. The pair started the Strad 3D Project, in which they use CAT scans, laser imaging and acoustic analysis to learn how violins made by the old masters work.



And Zygmuntowicz has been applying the research to his own Brooklyn studio.

"For my own work, technology has become so accessible," he says. "I mean, I have a laptop computer — it cost me about $500, and you know, another $1,000 of software and various equipment — I can do analysis now that couldn't have been done in any lab 20 years ago."

Bringing Out The Heavy Guns

An array of beautiful and precious instruments is laid out atop a grand piano in Zygmuntowicz's living room. Among them: one of the last violins made by legendary luthier Antonio Stradivari, dated to 1734, and the 1735 "Plowden" Guarneri del Gesu violin, said to be one of Guarneri's finest instruments.

Zygmuntowicz suspends the Guarneri on an open frame. A small hammer is poised to tap the side of the violin's bridge. He pulls a cable and the hammer is released.

That tap is recorded on a computer, which displays a waveform graph.

"That one little tap basically contains the full spectral response of the instrument," Zygmuntowicz says. "A small tap can be as good as a symphony."

He says that studying those waves allows him to model his creations after those of the 18th-century masters.

"For most of history, new violins have been basically a budget-priced option for a professional musician," he says. "It's one thing to say, 'Well, this is a pretty good violin for the price.' But what if you want to compete with [a] Strad[ivarius]? We need heavy guns.

"What I'm trying to do is basically hot-rod my instruments. I'm already able to make them quite good, but I need them to be better than quite good. If I can give them that, they'll use my instrument, and if I can't, they won't."

Breaking The Strad Ceiling

In his workshop, Zygmuntowicz files and scrapes the wood of a violin he's building. He makes about six instruments a year, and each one takes about six months to finish. One of his "clones" of an ancient instrument can cost more than $50,000, but it's a fraction of the cost of an original — Strads and Guarneris have been sold at auction for millions.


Zygmuntowicz has made a cello for Yo-Yo Ma and works for other high-profile artists, including violinist Joshua Bell.

"Joshua owns a violin of mine, but mostly what I do is hot-rod his Strad for him," Zygmuntowicz says. "To a collector, a Strad is a very romantic icon, art-object. But to a touring musician, they bring it in — it's just like a pit stop. ... Working on old instruments like that gives me a lot of insight in what to do in new instruments, and vice versa."

That experience allows Zygmuntowicz to set his goals high for his work. He says that he first set out to make instruments good enough for professionals to be able to take out and perform with in concert. That important barrier, he says, has already been broken by several violin makers.

"However, the current barrier is to make something that musicians would really choose to play if they had the choice," he says. "I call it the 'Strad Ceiling.' You know, if someone has a Strad in their case, will they play your fiddle?"

It's a question Zygmuntowicz uses technology to help answer.

"And then you really have to think, well, what, exactly, is the nature of the sound that they like?" he says. "You know, what technology is letting us do is be specific and analytical."

Form Meets Function

Zygmuntowicz and filmmaker Eugene Schenkman have collaborated on a forthcoming DVD that documents the scientific study of the Strad 3D Project. In the video, the movement and the vibrations of the wood are computer animations, and the violin's body heaves and pulsates like a living, breathing organism.

"It turns out that things that work very well are also very beautiful," Zygmuntowicz says. "It is sort of an ancient design concept that goes back to Pythagoras — that the universe is designed in ... an aesthetic, rational way. That still seems to hold up in the case of the violin."

And he says that using scanning technology to peer into the instrument doesn't estrange him from his craft — quite the opposite.

"I find that it's actually a deeper look into the aesthetics of the instrument," Zygmuntowicz says. "And the function is an extension of its aesthetics. That's one of the things that's so satisfying about the violin."

Sundials

clipped from magazine.wustl.edu
[Washington University} Campus Sundial Marks 100 Years

On August 8, 2008, a group of sundial enthusiasts met in St. Louis to tour 15 area sundials, some of historical importance, including one on the campus of Washington University that is marking its centennial anniversary. The sundial on the Cupples I building façade, donated by the Class of 1908, faces south on Brookings Quadrangle. The motto on the sundial is "I am a shadow/So art thou/I mark time/Dost thou?"




The sundial on the Cupples I building façade on view in Brookings Quadrangle marks 100 years in 2008.


The tour, organized by Donald L. Snyder, senior professor of electrical and systems engineering in the School of Engineering & Applied Science, was one component of the 2008 Annual Conference of the North American Sundial Society.


Sundials can be traced to antiquity and come in many designs. Some are elaborate and beautiful, others plain and practical, but all measure time by the position of the sun. Key components of sundials are a shadow-casting object called a gnomon and a surface with lines indicating the hours of the day and important dates.


Two other sundials exist at the University, one inlaid on a sidewalk between Crow Hall and the Earth & Planetary Sciences Building and the other in that building itself on a Mars rover-scaled replica. The sundial is in use on Mars with Spirit and Opportunity for color calibration for the rovers' cameras.


The core of sundials is a stew of mathematics and physics. "I'm interested in them because of their mathematical relation to the position of the sun at any time," says Snyder, who has made a number of portable, wooden sundials for family members. "It is a thing of beauty to design an instrument on the basis of mathematics, the physics of solar and Earth motion, and the effects of sunlight."


Sunday, January 17, 2010

Stars

The More Loving One

by W. H. Auden


Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least

We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

"The More Loving One" by W.H. Auden, from Collected Poems. © The Modern Library — Random House, 2007