Sunday, March 17, 2019

Back in the day, I wrote letters. January 1996.

Editor
The Nation
72 Fifth Avenue
New York, NY  10011

To the Editor:

“The Transcendent Dimension” by Harvey Cox (January 1, 1996, pp. 20 - 23) does not say much.  But what can I expect from proselytizing?  In this case, a few anecdotal facts interspersed throughout upbeat rhetoric.  Compared to the quantity of data in John Wiener’s piece on the tobacco industry in the same issue, there is a dearth of anything real.

But let’s be fair and address the putative content of the article in relation to itself.  So there are religious people who agree overall with my politics and social outlook.  And there are religious people who disagree.  And both groups look to religion for justification of their extra-religious beliefs.  Hmmm, nothing I didn’t already know.

The article makes no arguments to change my outlook on religion.  I still find personal faith silly-- an issue that the article does not address-- and I still find institutionalized belief dangerous-- a view the article seems to confirm.

I would invite cogent “Rethinkings”, but this attempt surely does not succeed.  I suggest your next “Rethinking” do a better job of transcending.

essay from 1996 for a high school newsletter


Video ergo work
February 16, 1996
 

I could write about the wonderful experiences and myriad of learning throughout the PACE and art programs at MHS, but prompted by a short report on work in the Wall Street Journal (Glenn Burkins, “American schools don’t always make the grade.”  2/13/96, p. A1, col. 5) that says “high school graduates often leave school without the basic skills required for even low-level jobs in the modern workplace” and voices a wrong conclusion that “American schools must return to basics”, it is worth noting that concepts, skills and knowledge provided by the guidance and instruction of Mike Witsch in the video component of PACE were instrumental in making me employable.

When I arrived at MHS in the fall of 1980 I already knew a lot about black and white photography by working on my own after having had a strong foundation in classes in fifth and sixth grades in the Mamaroneck public schools.  Mike Witsch encouraged me to continue with photography.  At that time, the MHS Info set included rear view projection over the shoulder of one of the announcers to place an apropos, or complete non sequitur, graphic relating to the announcement(s) being read. Mike taught methods of high contrast or line copy film/slide production to provide material for this system.  In my last job this knowledge was useful for producing figures for scientific publication with mixed continuous tone and line copy.  [Since then computers have replaced much of the darkroom and manual design.]

My freshman year at MHS was the last year of reel-to-reel video editing.  Oddly, since we have to do occasional video editing at work now and do not have an editing system, the reel-to-reel experience has turned out to be of real service.  Also, although this does not directly presage job success-- and one of the students I spent the weekend with was instrumental in getting me fired from a summer job two years later-- that year Mike generously brought a group of us to the Concord hotel in the Catskills for a video, film and photography competition.

The next three years of video experience included planning and realizing my own productions and working with or for other students on their productions.  Creating or finding content, managing people or managing with people, scheduling and applying technical minutiae are common skills necessary for business survival.  As much as I preferred to work on my own, video is, like theater or dance, typically a group effort.  My senior year I found that I mostly worked on specific parts of projects for other people, for instance, typically on very short notice, providing the computer graphics or editing raw footage into a final product.  Sounds very similar to much of my current work.

I was very involved in, even if just as an observer, the creation of the new television studio in the space formerly occupied by Martie Barylick’s dance studio.  Given the need at my job to route RGB, SVHS and composite video signals from different sources to multiple or convergent destinations within a laboratory and to do it on a shoestring budget, this knowledge from over ten years previous became essential. 

Just one more specific example from many that could be used to illustrate experiences in PACE video which directly led to skills or knowledge useful on the job.  A Chyron video graphics generator was purchased for the new television studio.  It was programmed by dumping to it text files created with a standard word processor on an Apple IIe computer.  I figured that this simple graphics generator could be used for two additional purposed for which it was not designed, 1.) spaces or doors to spaces created by transparent boxes (including the possibility of inserting graphics over an announcer’s shoulder such as in professional newscasts) and 2.) animations of graphics.  Using modules written in Basic, which I later found out I used as rudimentary object oriented programming, I set out to do these projects and found that other people wanted to use the routines for the latter animations.  Mike took me to the video program at NYU where he was teaching to expose me to a more powerful Chyron graphics generator.  Putting a creative twist on a lower and less expensive form of technology back in Mamaroneck was both more flexible and more rewarding than pressing a button that yielded an expected and more inflexible result.  Later, when I encountered Postscript I recognized the structure from the Chyron and now it has led directly to my being an instant novice at HTML (if you have WWW access, you can find my job description at http://leper1.ca.aecom.yu.edu/~aif).  And in addition to the specifics of the computer system or languages, general knowledge learned via the television program, such as color mixing and contrast generation or analog versus digital image creation or modification, has been very useful.

I worry that students, parents and educators do not recognize the importance and usefulness (as well as the potential fun) of a video program in high school.  Perhaps the recent ubiquitous access to cheap and high quality home video equipment and fancy computers have taken some of the allure out of video or computer science at school.  I rue that now so much video and computer equipment is black box-- operations are performed on a chip or interactions are mediated by layers of operating systems and preprogrammed software-- so that students are less able to pick up basic concepts and more able to knock out facile “professional” appearing images.  I tell people that all the skills I learned to do my job I learned before being graduated from high school.  All I did in college was learn to read.

 

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Two excellent shows back-to-back in one white box.

Preceding the Miro show at MOMA, the Charles White (and one room of Brancusi) was in the same gallery space.  Compare and contrast would be odd for this pairing as they have so little to do with each other.   Miro was a jokester; his attitude seems to been like Picabia’s, his sort of Surrealist colleague at one time in the insular European modernist project, as shown repeatedly in the fabulous retrospective a few years ago.  Nothing was serious by Picabia except the incredible virtuosity with which he executed each series of jokes.  Miro appears to be sincere in earlier pieces, the landscapes and still lives and the large self portrait in pencil cannot settle in one camp of serious; perhaps the starry eyes and patterns and details are the message in the traditional framework of a look-like-me self-portrait.  Miro moved on to be a cartoonist.

Diversion:  who is the curator who wrote for one of the plaques next to a painting (The Family 1924), “flames extending from her heart”?  Flames or roots or hairs they could be, but it’s not a heart at the center.  It is a vagina.  Like, duh.

The collection at MOMA casts Miro’s work as high art cartooning, a cast of characters (and body parts), sometimes little stories.  Broad curvaceous outlines.  Icons instead of photographic observation.  Bright colors, usually flat but sometimes scribbled (such as pastel of opera singer).  And the multiple styles, masterful handling of oil paint surface, but done with multiple jokes of “Portrait of a Man in Late 19th C. Frame”, the piece that feels more Duchamp or Picabian.  Miro had incredible self-confident control.

Charles White’s drawings and paintings blew me away, but not a hint of the joking in Miro.  All serious all the time.  Always a message about the reality of people, their personal strivings or political, social, or commercial needs.  This is art with a mission outside galleries, a mission to make us hear music, or to feel what it is to live in the ghetto or to work to change the world.

Two excellent shows back-to-back in one white box.

Sunday, January 20, 2019

The Waverly Gallery, Golden Theatre NYC, Jan 2019


This play was way overbilled.  The script is completely linear with holes filled in the chronology by a narrator at the curtain of the stage telling instead of showing.  The script doesn’t have a single clever bit, an arc, or a reveal.  There is no tension.  There is hint that maybe there will be tension when, at the end of the first act just before the curtain drops, we are left wondering about the intentions of the interloper from the north and Gladys compares herself to the dog, but neither of these advance in the second act.  And at the end, there is a bit about a piece of furniture.  We got it the first time; was it repeated for the slower audience members?

Elaine May and Joan Allen were outstanding as the elderly mother daughter team.  I wasn’t convinced Lucas Hedges was doing much more than walking through the part.  David Cromer was completely believable as the upper west side psychiatrist.  And what is the part of the artist from New England?  Yes he was good, but Michael Cera’s part didn’t call for much, just stand around being awkward and speak with a Boston accent.   And his reappearance at the end seemed gratuitous.  Was it added because of the casting of a big star?

The best thing about this play was the paintings.  The collection of art for the first scene in the gallery and for Gladys’s apartment was outstanding.  While I sat there as lines went by, I was enraptured by the art.  Regardless from a warehouse supplying set pieces, borrowed from collectors or galleries, or commissioned by artists, the art was enthralling.

But other aspects of the props were disconcerting.  A suitcase that should have been full of clothes was obviously empty.  And when did the play take place?  I think before plastic ketchup bottles, some of the furniture used, and the Pepsi can in prominent display.  Gladys’s desk in the gallery should have been from the 1960s or 1970s and appeared worn.  Details like these were confusing.

Sunday, June 3, 2018

APOLOGIA - skip it


APOLOGIA (seen in London, Sept 2017)

Do we really need a play about upper middle-class (or upper class, they certainly seem well-to-do) 20/30-somethings who are upset with their mom because they (mis)perceive she did not pay enough attention to them while they were growing up, much less because she didn’t stand up to their “brutal” (the alleged brutality vague) dad or spent too much focus on her job?  Do we need another script with an old friend gay guy to punctuate with comic relief, the same old jokes gay guys have been punctuating with for at least the 40 years I’ve been going to the theater, probably longer?  And how much shorthand contemporary family angst should we have to tolerate instead of true character development?  Popular tropes are dished out, nothing new or specific.  One of the ironies of this play is that a character is criticized for her role in a soap opera (for financial expedience) instead of pursuing serious on stage drama; money over art.  This production is the star vehicle for money type, a weak script mini-soap opera with a concluding obvious twist, masquerading as a serious investigation of the world or offering epiphanies into The Family and Art.   A monologue about Giotto is supposed to explain the sublime and provide depth but is packed with contemporary anachronism while appearing to take African art seriously panders to an audience that wants to feel erudite and culturally inclusive.  Highbrow soap opera structured as a stage play. – No blame to the cast, all great except for the main lead, who will be headlining on Broadway for the NY production, who was miscast.  Well, maybe not; Stockard Channing is ideal for the role as the point is star value to sell tickets for a weak vehicle, the script, filler to populate the stage with stars.  

Maybe I was spoiled a few weeks earlier by seeing Kevin Kline and a brilliant cast in an excelsior production of Present Laughter on Broadway.  I mention it because is it an example of an outstanding crafted script marketed with a big star who delivered.   And even though the play claimed to be no more than a silly comedy, it packed far more insight too.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

on driving in residential sidestreets

Ralph Nader wrote, "Erratic driving will always be characteristic of the traffic scene; ehxortation and stricter law enforcement have at best a limited effect." (The Nation, 11 Apr 1959.) He was writing about the safety of vehicles themselves, especially the safety for the drivers and passengers. Largely based on his crusading aided by leaps in technologies, vehicles are now safer for all. Accidents were made safer. (Traffic engineering too has improved road safety, but this was called for later.)

Technologies and regulations, while having huge impact in reducing the imact of impacts, has not been able to address the first point, that human error remains an issue. It may also be likely that while many technologies improve safety for all, vehicles that handle smoothly, are quieter, have tinted windows that mask the driver, and loaded with distracting technologies may increase danger to people outside them.

So what can be done to address speeding in the neighborhood? Behavior modification? Implementation of existing technologies or development of new ones? What are likely solutions? We need them, but can we identify them.

Monday, March 12, 2018

art and mitosis

It's 2018 and when I went to put a comment on a painting at the San Diego Museum of Art, discovered that this blog exists and the last entries were 2007.  Probably there were more entries but as I was beginning to apply for jobs, deleted them.  or maybe this blog was just a way to drive traffic to my other public web presences.

Here's what I posted today:
https://thegallerysd.blogspot.com/2010/12/collection-close-up-diego-riveras-hands.html?showComment=1520900310517#c3347169063394829563

 
 
A few days before seeing this painting I went to an exhibition of  Ramón y Cajal's original drawings on display at the Grey Gallery in NYC.   Cajal delineated cytokinesis with beautiful drawings based on observations through a microscope.  Certainly we cannot avoid comparing many of Cajal's neuron depictions as appearing to be trees.  Made me question, what was Rivera's source material for the cells in the tree canopy?  Is it possible he saw reproductions of Cajal's drawing in particular, or did he have alternate sources to draw from?