Selective attention and processing is how human beings participate in day-to-day activities without developing psychosis. Imagine if you were unable to filter the noises of all the students around you before the start of a class in Chem 1800? Or, what would your state of mind be if you put every detail of what you did yesterday into your long-term memory? The answer is depressing: in A.R. Luria's Mind of the Mnemonist he describes a man with a limitless memory who lost every job he ever attained due to the distraction of every sensory stimulation and action he had every experienced or performed throughout his life.
With my paper, I folded it into two, torn it in half, and placed the second piece of paper over the first. Then, I wrote to the left and right of the crease:
(L) Open
(L) Eyes
(R) do
(R) not
(R) necessarily
(L) see.
No one noticed it, because their attention wasn't framed properly. The words were merely an impression on the paper, which had to be tilted in order for the light to create shadows and reveal the indentation on the second piece of paper, which I discarded. Without knowing this, the brain naturally seeks the stark contrast of black font with white background. In its absence, attention discards it as simply "paper" and moves on to more important stimuli.
Although I will be the first to admit that this ability to sense, process, and filter stimuli is of foremost importance to human evolution (and the maintenance of sanity), it is also necessary to place a check and balance on this useful adaptation. Indeed, smart people can be so stupid, but it's usually because of using the wrong framing or schema. For example, an expert rock climber could fall to his/her death because the person follows a strict routine of attaching their harness, clipping their caribeener securely on their harness, then checking their shoes. If one day, the person attached their harness, then noticed that their shoes were untied and checked them, they might follow their regular 'schema' of checking harness, caribeener, then shoes, which would trick them into believing (due to logical progression through the schema) that they had secured their caribeener since they were currently focused on their shoes. It's a simple mistake, which even a highly intelligent, very skilled individual can make.
Consider the following optical illusions and remember that things are not always what they seem and sometimes what your mind concludes first is not always best.
Optical Illusion #1: Distorted Room
Optical Illusion #2: House
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
In-Class Topic #2: Interpretations
Are there ever correct ways to interpret art?
Art, regardless of its medium, is the greatest espousal of human creation. It recreates; it distorts; it imagines. Imagination is not bounded by the laws of reality and gives birth to infinite possibilities. Even after creation when a possibility is finally chosen by the artist, the artwork is not bound by the possibility, because only the creator knows the reasons for the creation. To an observer, the artwork is reduced once again to the plane of infinite possibilities. Despite the fact that the artwork may have a very simple objective reality (i.e. Monet's Lilies), the feelings, ruminations, and actions which it inspires to the observer are endless. To me, the painting reminds me of my grandmother, whose favorite artist is Monet. It evokes pleasant memories of childhood and spending time with my grandmother. It reminds me of her happiness when I gave her this print, among many, as a gift a long time ago. Monet did not know Lilies would be associated with these thoughts and emotions when he painted Lilies. Nor do I know what thoughts and emotions it will evoke in others. That is the true beauty of art: even though the artist's life is finite, his artwork is eternal through its interpretations and effects.
Monet has long since died, the paint on his canvas has long since dried, and his reasons for creating Lilies, even if he expressed them in an interview, can never be completely captured. Yet, his work, even if the original and every print were destroyed, would remain eternal in the minds of others and its possibilities would be infinite as the creation becomes the creator. Just as Monet created Lilies, it itself has created memories for me, and these memories will most likely motivate me to create unknowns in the future, whether in thought or through action.
For those who read this, I want you to watch the video that I have attached: Breath by Samuel Beckett. Common sense leads a person to believe artwork is open to more interpretations when it is longer or more complicated; however, Samuel Beckett proved the converse. This play is only 25 seconds long. He stipulated only a few details: the length, the types of breaths, the lighting, that rubbish must litter the stage, and that the rubbish should not be stacked vertically, but rather strewn carelessly. Critics say that Beckett created it to personify his classical, existentialist theme: the relative shortness and pointlessness of life itself. Other critics view it as a joke. Again, the beauty is that no one will truly know what Beckett wanted people to feel or think. (Ironically, not knowing how to feel or think would most likely exemplify in his mind why human choice and life is pointless.) All of us have to decide what the message, meaning, and 'moral' is.
To me, it is the perfect depiction of Samuel Beckett's views on existence. To exist is tragic. Breath is the metaphor for our birth, life, and death in a world of filth, which lasts only a moment but extends infinitely around us, never rising higher than a pathetically thin film of decay. Although I don't agree with the meaning, this is the message which I receive, because I can put myself in his place since I'm an avid reader of existentialist literature. Similarly, since I admire Impressionism, I can understand the naturalistic, snapshot clarity of instantaneous experience which Monet desired in his paintings. Despite my knowledge of their motives and desires, though, I understand that their works are like meteors, flaring brilliantly long after the comet has departed and never showing the same shower twice.
What thoughts and feelings does this video interpretation evoke in you?
Art, regardless of its medium, is the greatest espousal of human creation. It recreates; it distorts; it imagines. Imagination is not bounded by the laws of reality and gives birth to infinite possibilities. Even after creation when a possibility is finally chosen by the artist, the artwork is not bound by the possibility, because only the creator knows the reasons for the creation. To an observer, the artwork is reduced once again to the plane of infinite possibilities. Despite the fact that the artwork may have a very simple objective reality (i.e. Monet's Lilies), the feelings, ruminations, and actions which it inspires to the observer are endless. To me, the painting reminds me of my grandmother, whose favorite artist is Monet. It evokes pleasant memories of childhood and spending time with my grandmother. It reminds me of her happiness when I gave her this print, among many, as a gift a long time ago. Monet did not know Lilies would be associated with these thoughts and emotions when he painted Lilies. Nor do I know what thoughts and emotions it will evoke in others. That is the true beauty of art: even though the artist's life is finite, his artwork is eternal through its interpretations and effects.
Monet has long since died, the paint on his canvas has long since dried, and his reasons for creating Lilies, even if he expressed them in an interview, can never be completely captured. Yet, his work, even if the original and every print were destroyed, would remain eternal in the minds of others and its possibilities would be infinite as the creation becomes the creator. Just as Monet created Lilies, it itself has created memories for me, and these memories will most likely motivate me to create unknowns in the future, whether in thought or through action.
For those who read this, I want you to watch the video that I have attached: Breath by Samuel Beckett. Common sense leads a person to believe artwork is open to more interpretations when it is longer or more complicated; however, Samuel Beckett proved the converse. This play is only 25 seconds long. He stipulated only a few details: the length, the types of breaths, the lighting, that rubbish must litter the stage, and that the rubbish should not be stacked vertically, but rather strewn carelessly. Critics say that Beckett created it to personify his classical, existentialist theme: the relative shortness and pointlessness of life itself. Other critics view it as a joke. Again, the beauty is that no one will truly know what Beckett wanted people to feel or think. (Ironically, not knowing how to feel or think would most likely exemplify in his mind why human choice and life is pointless.) All of us have to decide what the message, meaning, and 'moral' is.
To me, it is the perfect depiction of Samuel Beckett's views on existence. To exist is tragic. Breath is the metaphor for our birth, life, and death in a world of filth, which lasts only a moment but extends infinitely around us, never rising higher than a pathetically thin film of decay. Although I don't agree with the meaning, this is the message which I receive, because I can put myself in his place since I'm an avid reader of existentialist literature. Similarly, since I admire Impressionism, I can understand the naturalistic, snapshot clarity of instantaneous experience which Monet desired in his paintings. Despite my knowledge of their motives and desires, though, I understand that their works are like meteors, flaring brilliantly long after the comet has departed and never showing the same shower twice.
What thoughts and feelings does this video interpretation evoke in you?
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