Sunday, 25 October 2009

Minimalism.

To make sense I think I probably need to define minimalism right now, and talk about specific aspects of it. Generally, minimalism is the idea of cutting out waste and embellishments, and leaving a pure, simple core. The phrases "Less is more", "less is better" and "simplicity is elegance" kind of hint at this as well. Minimalism exists as movements in art, music, architecture, design and literature, as an application of simplicity in science and philosophy, as well as a name for a particular kind of lifestyle choice. I'm interested in only a couple of these, and introduce them in order of their importance to me just now.

Minimalism in literature (and poetry) is a fascinating concept, and one I've only discovered recently. As one would expect, there is an economy with words involved, specifically, an eschewing of adverbs, but also allowing context to dictate meaning, which sounds impressive, but I have no idea what it means. Also included here is an identification with haikus as minimalist, purely because of the briefness of the form. I think I'm going in the other direction just now, and focusing on refining the technique within the framework of iambic pentameter, but I might go in this direction when I'm done. Who knows?

Minimalism in design and architecture is next. With design, in general I love clean, clear, uncluttered lines, and because I love that simplicity, I find it in almost everything I like. And if I were to design products, I'd want to design them in the same way. The maxim "form follows function" would hold true, but I'd cut down on any and all embellishments. As for architecture, the same holds true, but the expression takes a different form. Clean, clear, uncluttered lines, yes, but also the idea of using one object or feature to do more than just one thing, cutting down on the number of design elements used. To which I add a new level...the idea of designing a place for a minimalist to live...now that would be interesting, as it already sets some boundaries for the would be architect.

Which leads me on to the most important meaning for minimalist. The minimalist for whom I would be designing a house would be living a very particular lifestyle, and it is this which I want to write about mainly. I've maybe alluded to this, or mentioned it in passing in my previous posts, so it's about time I explained what I meant. To me, it's about cutting down all possessions to the point of necessity. For example, I wonder if its possible to live with just 100 items. It sounds impossible. Clothes, books, "essentials", tech items, other stuff that we have to have. I'm sure there's at least 100 items inside the very room I'm in. The trick is not to see that some items are only ever bought because other items you bought need them to work...eliminate the first, and you won't need the second. Less items means less stuff to worry about, and less space to take up. In a transient world, less is definitely more, and the more I can do without, the more self reliant and independent I become. Also, the less I have, the less time I spend looking after it, and the less there is to clean up after I move on, or even if I decide to move countries. That minimalism also has environmental and economic benefits is obvious enough to not need to be mentioned.

Maybe I love the idea of minimalism, rather than actually living the lifestyle. I don't know. But the more I think about it, the more I feel like this is the way for me to go. We'll see.

Friday, 23 October 2009

Architecture

Thanks to iTunes U, I've been getting a lot of lectures for free, and some of the most fascinating ones have been about architecture. It's a fascinating subject, no doubt, but these lectures, which have served as a sort of introduction, have opened my eyes.

Architecture can, and is many things. Buildings can be metaphors for and commentary on social problems, on politics, on relationships, on art, on structure on culture ...on just about anything. It also has its own specialised language, just like any other discipline, and can cross over sometimes into urban planning and interior design - just fascinating. What is also fascinating is the depth of meaning that can be hidden behind the buildings themselves, though that such meaning is only accessible to those in the know only, who know how to speak the language, seems somewhat elitist. In this aspect, I think it's quite similar to art, where sometimes only very few people can claim to know what the artist was thinking.

I hope my fascination doesn't turn into some "knowledge of rules and particulars and limited knowledge of colour and form" that Emerson warns against in his essay, The Poet. That's just shallow, and if I do end up doing that, then I'd only be acquiring a new dimension in order to show off.

What the lectures have sparked in me are ideas of different living spaces, and design elements, and a deeper appreciation of both. I've also for some reason also got some ideas of different houses I want to design (and maybe one day build...who knows?), but what's fascinating is that I imagine these to be different depending on the environment in which they are placed - no house is perfect for every environment, and so I have (for now) three different environments, for which I have three different kinds of house in mind. Maybe I'll post the specifics later, if I'm happy with how they look on paper, but for now I'm happy to open my mind to a new discipline.

I also have a comment to make on a deeper level - in studying architecture, as I am now, and in studying other subjects as diverse as philosophy, and programming...well..I think its possible to draw the best elements out of all disciplines, and that's what I hope to do.

Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Come, friend

Come, friend, and walk with me a while
By chance or fate our paths are one for now.
friend or foe, fool or sage, old or young.
my companion you are, for the day,
for life, for some given time in between.
Perhaps our path is not exclusively
our own, and we may come across others...
one, few or more, wandering like ourselves.
I know someday our path will split in two,
and take you on towards your destiny
as I seek mine, unaware of the end.
know that when we part, I'll wish you well.
though now I'm glad to have your company
bringing life to the times between which I...
I walk alone.

Come, friend, and walk with me a while
and as we stride, let us talk, laugh and smile.

Friday, 16 October 2009

iTunes U

I love this. A gateway to knowledge and perpetual learning, from the best of places. Lectures in audio and video on everything and anything from (mostly) the worlds top universities.

Mathematics
Philosophy
Art
Architecture
Science
Language
Media Studies
Literature
Politics
Astronomy
Economics
Law
Design
History
Sociology
Theology
Linguistics
Programming

Ahh..one need never really go into a formal learning institution ever again. And it's all free. I urge any and all to make use of it. I think I should have done so ages ago myself.

Here's to lifelong learning!

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

What happens next?

So....

I've decided not to pursue a career in law. Whilst the loss of a potentially high earning career would devastate some, I'm really not that bothered. I don't think I ever really, really liked law in the first place...my intentions in picking it were somewhat mercenary. It's not all bad though, as I've come out with a decent looking 2:1, which will impress those who care about such things (but if you look closer, its not that impressive), and have good A Level grades. My decision right now seems final, and for all I know, it probably is, but a law degree remains current for 9 years, so I have until then before that career option truly shuts down.

But the option not to pick a career that would have taken up the next four years of my life has liberated me. All of a sudden, the four years I would have put into becoming a lawyer are mine again - and I don't know what to do with them.

Marriage is out, after a brief dalliance with someone for whom I was no good, and who likewise was not good for me, which again leaves me unusually with no plans in that regard, for I always assumed I'd be married at 22. Not that I would have been any good as a husband just now...it seems like I needed to be woken up from a happily-ever-after daydream.

So what does happen next?

Well, I can do anything. I know I can. But I need to settle on doing something, or I will end up doing nothing. I've whittled it down to these for now. By the way, I am working through the problem as I write, so what you see here is the flow of my thoughts. Anyway, the choices are:

Ordinary job
Graduate level job
Another degree.
Relocation.
Seminary.
Enterprise.

An ordinary job seems to me to be the most simple way forward...start at the lowest position in some industry and work my way up the corporate ladder. I'm not too fussed about the money, just want something that will pay the bills.

Graduate positions are tougher to get, but worth it in terms of salary. The additional comfort this would bring into my life is undoubted, but I know I can do without. I'm not sure I want to go for one, but I know I can, should I ever have to.

Another degree. Now this would be awesome. If I did this, I'd do something I really love, like maths, or philosophy, or economics. Something rigorous and mentally challenging. If only I had chosen these first time round, instead of being so mercenary.

Relocation appeals to me because every now and then I just think how wonderful it would be to just dump everything and go abroad somewhere, and forge a new life. If I ever had a choice, it would be Canada or Australia, and maybe a Scandinavian country like Sweden as a third choice.

Seminary is by far and away the option that appeals most to me. To pack everything away and go spend a year or more in Najaf or Qum... that would be bliss.

Enterprise? Well I am a khoja. Admittedly, I haven't done well on that count, but you never know. I will say that of the ones I think least likely to happen, this is the one I deem most unlikely. But I list it as a possibility for now.

So...

The ones that appeal to me most are relocation and seminary. If only I could. But I can't just yet. I want to clear all my student debts before I do anything.

But to do that...I need to work. Which makes my choice clear. Work for a while, either at an ordinary job, or a graduate one. In the meantime, I can focus again on skill acquisition on the side like I've already planned, and pare down my possessions to minimalism.

So yeah...that's what happens next.

Wednesday, 7 October 2009

[Poetry Practice] 20 Lines of Iambic Pentameter

ti TUM ti TUM ti TUM ti TUM ti TUM.....

I don't know why I find it so unfair.

It wasn't hard to be the one you see,
for only those who have the gift can spy.

the darkened room was hiding my secret

I'm now about to start this book again
I hope to save myself a lot of pain
Progress if only this time i do it right
and with myself I'm going to have to fight

The artist draws with ease all that he sees
The pencil treats the paper just like silk

The best of books belongs in every house
The author knows its value more than most.

Displeased am I with my ill gotten gains.

To spend good times with friends and see the world.

The dark calls out to those who have no clue,
Alluring, trapping those who would be blind.

Its not unusual for men to cook.
the same applies for them and reading books

I don't know why I'm focusing on form.

My life is blessed with more than I can count.

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Just that... 20 lines. The exercise was not to make them rhyme, but the rhymes slipped in automatically. Oops. Also, they were not supposed to do anything more than make sense grammatically, but I felt odd without making sure they meant something. Where I think I might have gone wrong would be in the inclusion of large words, which I have not done as much as I should have.

I'm also not sure every line is perfect iambic pentameter.

Ah well...

Sunday, 4 October 2009

On Love...

"You make me want to become better"
"I want to make you happy"
"I feel empty without you"
"I can't stop thinking about you"
"You are the cause of all that is good in me"
"My words are inadequate in expressing how much you mean"
"You bring light to my life"
"I want nothing more than to be with you"
"For you, I feel like I could do anything"
"You dazzle me"
"You are perfect to me"
"You complete me"
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you"
"I don't deserve you"
...
...
"I love you"

A few of the lines above I admit to having said to someone. Others I have taken from movies, and others still I think I might have made up on the spot. However, that I made them up counts for nothing, as, considering how long the human race had been in existence and been falling in love with each other, it is more than probable that someone else has come up with them before I have.

The last, of course, I don't think I have to explain where it comes from. We don't need to think about that one. Everyone knows that for all the more elaborate versions above, the simplest version is the purest, and best, and really the only one you should ever need to say.

Of course, the true tragedy is that it is easy for some (for "some", read "me") to say these things to other fellow humans, but not to feel the same way to their creator, who is infinitely more deserving of such feeling, and such praise. And this, In a roundabout sort of way, was my point. I don't think I'm doing enough on that side of things, on attempting to get closer to my creator, compared to what He deserves. That it can be so easy for me to profess all sorts of love for fellow humans, be it my friends or family, but so hard for the one who created me...well..that's wrong. And that is something I intend to remedy.

The closest I felt was back in the Holy Month, on the holiest days. And I can't wait for them again. I want to start fasting again, but can't till this cold/flu/sore throat/whatever finishes. I dunno why I fixate on fasting so much, but I know there is something there. I am happiest when I am fasting, and, remarkably, protected from sins as well.

Hopefully that will bring me back to where I should be, if ever I was there. Sorry ladies...I'm taken.