Showing posts with label sarah simon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sarah simon. Show all posts

Saturday, November 12, 2016

i voted for the first time//there is a field

Ivoted for the first time in a presidential election this week, and I went through the wrong door. 

You, too, may feel like something about Tuesday went wrong – or that the polls spelled something wonderfully, wonderfully right. But please join me in this moment of being uncertain. Please join creation in creating, poetry in reflecting, life in living with others. If you voted, you made a choice. You must keep proving to yourself why you made that choice.
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Tuesday, November 1, 2016

DANCE LIKE is expressing itself in//\\new colors


[this is obviously monochrome, but still an image from my most recent photoshoot. I love this one.]

[but click here for this color I'm talking about.]

Sunday, May 8, 2016

fear//make.french.toast

It is finals week here in college world! What an in to a discussion of FEAR.

I've been thinking about FEAR because I feel it, I'd say, 95% of the time, at least a little bit. A sense of FEAR seems to be perpetually looming. Both its presence and its absence come in waves. The FEAR waves just permeate less suddenly, and for longer.


hello i am either FEAR or no FEAR!!!!!!!!!

In the past two days, FEAR has turned from a feeling to an explicit thought. FEAR has ceased soaking the background of my consciousness and is now dripping in a puddle of its own pee downstage. FEAR is wet; like liquid, it pours. And recently, FEAR has been soaking up the spotlight–and is able to be seen through, for now. 

Flows of FEAR are usually followed by an ebb; now they are consciously monitored, analyzed, deliberated. Part of this temporary change, I think, was inspired by Liz Garbus' documentary, What Happened, Miss Simone? I had heard about the flick for a while, and decided to see for myself what all the speculation was about. I am not going to make the space here for the discussion that her life and legacy deserve, but I recommend that you watch the doc. 

FEAR is also centerstage, downstage to Garbus' investigation into the musician's life and career. It is often humbling to remember that FEAR affects most people, even those who seem to have no reason to fear anything at all.


Maybe that's the relationship! I thought. Maybe it's as direct as that:

freedom = no FEAR. 

The absence of FEAR leads to freedom; freedom is only experienced in the absence of FEAR.



In appreciation of the human ability to THINK about THOUGHTS, I wrote a little thing:

what I could do if I had no fear!
how would i do it?:

extract the amygdala there are two and they are almonds but especially on the right
side 
rip it out 
with the fear of anaphylaxis from the one allergic
to tree nuts.

FEAR ancestors who were fearful lived by skirting
situations and saying 'that does not seem safe' while hiding
in caves.
but we are safe! we are safe in piles of laundry
still with this fear of having
nothing to put it into nothing
to promise a ripping out of.
it comes to malaise


I BECOME the cave.
think about my strange position!:
I am not the one seeking shelter;
I am not the predator;
I am the cave!
just standing and people
may visit. looking
for something.
i may see threat growing 
from the outside!
but i am standing
and i do not know how big I am.

I'm hoping to turn this stream of consciousness into a poem, but I believe that streams of consciousness are poems, too. 

This blog helps me face fear. By writing, I challenge fear with words. Every time I sit down to write a post, my syntax is shaking; I'm afraid that my points can't be articulated due to some inherent incapacity to communicate. 

But this is communicating.

I would like to think that the feeling will go away, that this will all get easier. Maybe for things to 'get easier', I will need to look straight through FEAR; maybe FEAR will go away when I look straight through it; maybe staring through what I don't want to even THINK about leads to freedom. 

If that 5% of the time that I don't feel FEAR is freedom, I could quantify its existence by assessing if, somehow, the FEAR waves begin to ebb 6%, 10%, 50% of the time.

If I could have that, half of my life, no fear.

If you are soaking in fear, try soaking bread instead. Ready for french toast, love?

VEGAN FRENCH TOAST RECIPE. 
IN CAPITALIZED COURIER TYPEFACE.

LET ME TELL YOU,IT ALL BEGINS WITH A BANANA IN SOYMILK AND FEAR.
this recipe does, anyway.


VEGAN FRENCH TOAST ON A SUNDAY.

INGREDIENTS: 

-2 slices of hard, stale bread that you were about to throw away before you saw this. (I used wimpy bread. I should have used hard, stale bread. There's where the name comes from, after all: pain perdu, or "lost bread".)

-1 nanner (banana yeh)

-1 cup soymilk or whatevermilk.

-cinnamon, vanilla extract, and nutmeg to taste.

PROCEDURE: 

1.) Pour whatever walk of milk you have in a blender or food processor. I used a nutribullet and am lucky to have one.

2.) Tear your nanner in 3 or 4 pieces and drop them in that lovely pool of whatevermilk. I feel like "tear" is not apt for describing what I advise you do to the banana.

3.) Sprinkle cinnamon and nutmeg in there, too.


4.) Blend all that up in your handy machine.



hah! get it? handy?

5.) Pour that mixture into a bowl and dip your (not wimpy) bread into it.

 

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wimpy bread from Wegmans.

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6.) Pour oil or butter in a pan. Remember to keep it vegan if you want to keep this recipe vegan. Vegetable oil, canola oil, and butter are good alternatives to animal products.

have no fear! the wimpy bread soaked it up already!

Sunday, April 24, 2016

did you know that cell//this is why i dance


ORIGIN Old English, from Old French celle or Latin cella ‘storeroom or chamber.’

If one body cell stores so much, then imagine what an entire being has to offer. 

A persistent and confounding fascination with people has led me towards portrait photography. A balance between learning the art and craving the skill has kept me going. 

A recent portrait project blends both people and pictures. Its only inkling of structure laid in a question: 
What's a song you like to dance to?

A corresponding inkling of diminished inhibition answered:
"Creiste" by Anthony Santos
"Starman" by David Bowie
"40 Day Dream" by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes
"Intro" by the xx
"Heroes and Villains" by The Beach Boys

Ok, dance.



[Click the photo for the album.]

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

you are on my mind//

For example, a group of neurons in a monkey's visual association area on the temporal lobe respond only when it looks at a specific person (Young & Yamane, 1992). This suggests that activity in those neurons tells the brain/mind that the monkey looks at that specific person. So the next time you see your best friend, remember that you can see him/her because a few thousand neurons in the visual association area of your temporal lobe have become active. Give them a pat on the back for the great job they do for you, without you even asking.


~~~Thank you Indiana University


(Click on photo for link)

Sunday, March 27, 2016

i feel like im writing about "pop" psychology but im actually trying to decry it//right and left\\

You're trying to remember something.
lucky for you, this girl is studying memory.
Cognitive and Experimental Psychologists implement two major methods of retrieval when studying memory: Recall and  Recognition. We use these techniques too. For instance, when we're trying to reach back into our minds and resurrect a memory, a detail, the day the music died, we may be able to recall the item explicitly:
THE MUSIC DIED WHEN BUDDY HOLLY DIED ON FEBRUARY 3RD, 1959
seriously, type "what day did the music die" into Google. the search engine is pretty explicit.
If unable to pinpoint a date off the top of our heads, we may need some clues to answer the question. Items related to the main concept in question can lead you to recognize it, locate its trace in your mind eventually. I am totally assuming you know who Buddy Holly is by the way, and I apologize if you don't. I just need a specific fact that is somewhat well-known to roll out here.
So, we mentioned the word "recognize." That's a concept in cognitive psychology. Let's explore it by focusing on processes underlying recognition: re-experience and familiarity.
RECOGNITION by re-experience/recollection brings about feelings of being able to mentally relive the past. 
RECOGNITION by familiarity brings about feelings of being on the edge of knowing something for sure. One can feel clueless as to why the familiar feeling is arising.
Researchers conducting experiments distinguish between these recognition processes by asking participants if they can "remember" the item or word (which indicates recollection), or if they just simply "know" that they saw the item before (which indicates familiarity).
There is EVIDENCE for these different processes underlying recognition from neuroimaging studies:
Recollection shows increased activity in the hippocampus, while familiarity shows increased activity in the parahippocampal and perirhinal cortices. Think of these subprocesses as complementary to explicit recall. The parahippocampal and perirhinal cortices are literally encasing the explicit center:
The hippocampus (G. “seahorse”), the Explicit Center;
The parahippocampal cortex, a complementary structure to the hippocampus, involved in the “where” recognition;
sidenote:
Studies show the parahippocampal gyrus to have a role in recognition of social context as well as environment. Research from a group led by Katherine P. Rankin suggests that the parahippocampal gyrus is responsible for detection of sarcasm. 
You may be wondering: Isn’t the left side of the brain responsible for the understanding of language, and other linear, rule-based processes? As you keep learning about the mind, the more you will realize that the left-brained/right-brained dichotomy is grossly oversimplified. Both hemispheres have their specialties, but what is one side of your body without the other?
Yes, the right parahippocampal gyrus is involved in recognition of visual context, a finding that probably dances on your prior knowledge of right-brained specialization. But, in keeping with its name, there is strong evidence supporting that the parahippocampal gyrus is involved in recognition of paralinguistic elements of conversation (e.g. sarcasm). 
For a refresher on Greek prefixes: ORIGIN from Greek para ‘beside’;
The right parahippocampal gyrus has been shown to be responsible for recognition of environmental context, social context, as well as nuances in language–elements that sit beside language itself. This shows us that hemispheric lateralization is not as left-brained/linear, right-brained/spatial as we thought. While the left brain may be more responsible for following grammatical rules, the right parahippocampal gyrus can aid you in recognizing where those rules bend to take on a meaning other than the literal translation. 

Doesn’t this make splendid sense? The supposedly SPATIAL, weird-super-interpretive hemisphere of your brain aids you in detecting the location of sarcasm. If the left, more linear side of our brain did this, it would have to detect the sarcasm as a thing in each instance it arises. The things, or words, used to create a sarcastic sentence can vary, but the environment around it is what makes it sarcasm.
From this, we could say that sarcasm is not an object; it does not follow linear rules, or translate semantically. The literal meaning is the what. The where, on the other hand, considers where you and your fellow conversationalist are in your lives, in your surroundings, and, ultimately, in your minds. It is these spatial concepts that point to sarcasm rather than define it. 

Bihemispheric elements complement one another in dealing with a supposedly left-brained construction (language), which could not take on the same meaning–no matter how many grammatical rules you lived by–if you didn’t implement your right-brained wisdom.
Article concerning right-brains and sarcasm: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/03/health/research/03sarc.html?em&ex=1212724800&en=51b0f096761db2f9&ei=5087+&_r=0

So I didn't quite complete my whole lesson on recognition. I guess I just wanted to explain how subprocesses of memory, such as those facilitated by the parahippocampal gyrus, aid us in retrieving more explicit ones, such as the date February 3rd, 1959. While you tried to remember the day the music died and who I was talking about, this may have helped you (link):

Monday, March 14, 2016

wingdings//ding\\onion halves

did you know your keyboard can do this:


JKDEWAFHYGDSRHTRHTRJYYHFDBBVVCCXXSSNNMUUAQU

Write in Wingdings in caps lock.

(If you translate the red from wingdings font, you get "write in wingdings with the caps lock")

These symbols are produced in the wingdings font. I wanted to know what the heck this was about.

So Wingdings is the Microsoft-patented name for the symbols printers (people, not machines) used to spruce up their manual products. The name Wingdings is an amalgam of Windows and the font's original name, Dingbats. 

Both in printing and early internet, Dingbats saved time. It has also been used to promote conspiracy theories. 

(check it below!)check it below!



& THIS IS STILL A FOOD BLOG !
^^please translate this for me, would you?

Useful tips on how to cut an onion: 

1.) Peel off the skin.

2.) Cut in half, length-wise – that is, to divide the ROOTS in half, so that your onion looks like this onion (without the tunic):


3.) You should now have two onion halves. Slice one of those halves vertically, from the roots to bygone tunic. But don't slice all the way. Kind of just – flirt with the roots, and to the basal plate.

4.) Turn your knife so that the blade looks like a horizontal surface. Use this new direction to slice your onion half into horizontal layers. Be sure to watch the video (embedded in image below) if this isn't clear.

5.) Turn your knife back to its default chopping position (blade pointed down), and chop your onion with the blade parallel to the roots.

for assistance, talk to this guy.