Brilliant Rappers Educate Intelligent Students – new publication from Breis, emcee and educator… http://bit.ly/r6VqNX
Brooks’ core argument is that the vast majority of us have very little understanding of why we make the choices we do, and that we’re influenced instead by peer pressure; impulsive and reactive emotions; a deep and bottomless need for admiration and status; overconfidence in the present; excessive worry about the future; the evolutionary instinct to avoid pain and move towards pleasure; and precious little capacity to delay gratification.
“The unconscious parts of the mind are most of the mind,” Brooks writes. “[They have] a processing capacity 200,000 times greater than the conscious mind.” Tragically, this interior domain remains largely terra incognita, a vast unexplored territory full of resources and potentials we haven’t begun to tame or to tap.”
Sounds like a text I need to read. Also, from the same write-up:
“What Brooks argues for, and embodies in his writing, is something he calls “epistemological modesty” — substituting humility for hubris. Epistemology is the study of how we know what we know. Modesty is warranted, Brooks argues, because there is so much of ourselves we don’t and can’t know. “People with this disposition believe that wisdom begins with an awareness of our own ignorance,” he explains.”
Poets from Corfe Hills, Reading BlueCoats and the Barbican who came together for the day at the Courtald (4th July): gravity poems, please?
RT @eireannmor: @jsamlarose YES. lately I’ve been thinking in terms of vocation, even, rather than work. make the work, perform the voca …
Been pulled in so many different directions recently that I almost forgot: I’m reading poems for Radio 3 after the proms, August 20th…
Memory for the day: Byron Wallen walking through the streets of Lambeth, barefoot, to challenge notions of comfort, security, protection…
And I understand we have to walk a fine line. We have to keep taking other people’s pictures in order to pay the bills and earn the time to do personal work. And this is where it becomes so easy to lose touch with who we are and what really matters. We often think that if we work hard enough on personal projects it will eventually lead to and fuse with paid work. But I would ask, what kind of personal work is the kind you make under those conditions? And I would argue that if you work hard taking other people’s pictures long enough, you’re likely to keep taking their photos without even realizing it (isn’t Beauty empty without truth?).
When I’m at the end of my life and thinking about what I’ve given back, the last thing I’m going to care about is the magazines I shot for, the museum I was in, or the recognition I received. The only thing that will matter is how honest I was, how fully I lived my life, and whether I made the kind of photographs that were deeply mandatory.”
In the midst of all my current activity, there’s a thread of thought at the back of my mind that’s evaluating the value of the work I’m doing. McCollough’s thinking pulls on that thread and resonates. Am I making the kind of work that’s deeply mandatory? It’s the kind of question that should be a whetstone, constantly returned to, to sharpen the blade of purpose and intent…