Best of Week: The Power of One Word

While talking about the short story "Cathedral" in English class on Friday, we touched on many interesting aspects of short stories. One of the most prominent ones that I felt really made an impact on me was the title. Yes- just the title. It sounds like it's really not a big deal, the title, just something that's there just because every story needs a title. I know that I'm not the only one who typically overlooks the title and sometimes just completely disregards it- so this piece of insight was really beneficial to me.

First off, the word "cathedral" itself has specific connotations. As we discussed in class, it is the principal church of a diocese [very grand, intricate, and large] with which the bishop is officially associated. It has several associations, including religion, grandness, faith, etc. So, we can already get a glimpse at what may literally or figuratively happen in the story, just by looking at the title. Because the title is not just there for no reason, it gives a snapshot into the most significant part of the story.

As we started to look into the ending of the story where the narrator first mentions the cathedrals, we see a lot of parallels between the title and the actual story. For one, they're actually talking about, watching, and drawing cathedrals. That would be the more literal aspect of it and could easily be figured out by the reader without over-thinking it. But, we also starting talking about the more figurative connection between the title and the story. I felt like we started to get into this in English class, which sparked my thinking about it, so I'm sure we're going to discuss this even more tomorrow in class.

Thinking about the connotations about the word "cathedral", in class, we mentioned that it has connotations related to religion, faith, etc. The narrator, in the story, tells Robert that he has a hard time believing in and committing to religion. As they start drawing the cathedrals though, he is instructed by Robert to close his eyes and keep drawing, as if he's "blind". Our narrator had thought that this would be extremely difficult and became frustrated and skeptical, but soon embraced the feeling of having this blindness and remarked that it was "really something" to feel like he "was not inside anything". To that, we can see a parallel between the title "Cathedral" and this experience. We can connect it and say that what the narrator experienced right there was faith and religion. We would say that Robert was the priest and the narrator was the person that is religious. In this moment, the narrator is realizing that though he can see fine, he is blind to faith.

Talking about the power of just one word really sparked this insight for me and made me appreciate the aspects of a story that may seem so simple that I should just skip past them. Just by acknowledging the title and giving it a bit of thought, it spurred all of this insight and thought in my mind. So it was really beneficial for me to see all of these little details in short stories that though seemingly simple, have very profound impacts upon the story. Knowing this will really enrich my experiences of reading any type of story and will help me come to more complex conclusions and parallels.

iMedia: "The Scream"

Yet another painting to blog about...I believe this is my third? I suppose I just enjoy the iMedia prompt.

Anyways, this painting is called "The Scream" and was painted by artist Edvard Munch in 1893. To give a little bit of background, this was painted in Oslo, Norway, and the landscape in the background is actually Oslofjord [a bay in the south-east of Norway] seen from the hill of Ekeberg.

Though very abstract, I find that this painting is thought-provoking, to say the least. We see this person [or creature] who is agonized, worried and fearful of something. The person/creature itself is abstract: we cannot completely tell if it is a human or whether it is a male or female. His/her features are minimal; we only see eyes, a nose, a mouth, hands, and the outline of the rest of the body. Two people are behind him/her, strolling, and are seemingly calm and unaffected by whatever is bothering the main creature.

The sky is painted in fiery reds and oranges which counteracts the cool, deep blues of the water below it. In my opinion, the sky seems to be one of the mist peculiar components in the painting. The color choices are pronounced, no doubt. And the swirls along with these colors are reminiscent of a fire or some sort of explosion [like, a volcanic eruption, perhaps?]. Looking at the sky and its intensity already gives off a frantic and distraught feeling to the observer.

For me personally, I just enjoy looking at this painting. Many paintings I've seen before that I would consider "thought-provoking" were detailed, with many hidden images or messages. But "The Scream" is just so abstract. Looking and thinking about it generates so many questions that I can't answer. For example, what is bothering this creature that is making him/her so incredibly petrified? Why are the two others not affected? Is it in his/her head? Why are the surroundings distorted? Does he/she have a disorder that distorts his/her perception or his/her thinking? Why is the sky red? Why did Munch choose to leave the creature visually genderless? Did Munch find himself as this creature? What was his inspiration?

The list never ends. But that's definitely a cool thing about this painting. Who would think that such an abstract piece of art could provoke this many questions? What I also find extremely interesting is that face- at first glance, the face of that creature is the first thing your eye goes to. And it gets to you. Personally, when I first saw this, looking at that face just brought me to think about what really agonizes me, what truly worries me. That's why I think this painting can really lead to deep connections and unique perceptions by each individual. Each viewer notices something different, and there's always going to be one thing in the painting that gets to you, whether it's the creatures face, the fiery sky, the unaffected pedestrians, or the wavy distortions. And that one thing will bring some sort of deep, personal connection that helps the viewer understand the painting in a unique way.

That is my thinking, at least. I infer that Munch painted "The Scream" after either experiencing something agonizing or just dealing with something that really irritated him. And I feel like each part of the painting [the peculiar color of the sky, the unaffected people in the background, and the expression on the creature's face] has some sort of tie to a widowed image in Munch's brain. Feeling as that is possible, it seems like the whole painting is just a culmination of many widowed images, put together into one. So not only can you look at the painting and find deep meaning and connections for yourself, but also, one can infer and understand the strong emotions and experience of the painter himself.

Metacognition: First Semester English

To start off, I can't even believe that I'm writing about the end of first semester Sophmore English class. It seems like just yesterday that I was walking into Glenbrook South High School for the first time as a freshman. But I digress.....

English this year has really been a great experience for me but also one that has really stood out from all my other English classes in the past, for several reasons. The first one reason is the approach. All my grade school English teachers were basically your average, stereotypically English teachers. They taught strictly though the curriculum. When we had an essay, you got your topic and your requirements, which were solely composed of things like "Size 12 font, spell checked, at least one page, varying verb choice/sentence length", etc. Oh, and when we had a book to read, as long as you read it, it was enough. We never discussed anything worth while [sorry, teachers!]. It was the same old stuff: summary, who did what, the basics. Nothing insightful, nothing I couldn't get from "Spark Notes", lets say. And when we finished a book, I had learned absolutely nothing that I could take with me to learn from. That's probably the reason why I hardly remember any of the books I read in Middle School. Books, projects, and units just came and went.

This year, from the very first day, I knew that English would be different. Mr. Allen just seemed so much more unique than all those other teachers. He really seemed to have a genuine interest in us, our education, the Academy, and the English subject itself. He also seemed intellectual- not that my other or previous teachers weren't, but he seemed to not only have a great deal of education about English and literature, but also a plethora of others subjects, topics, and philosophies. After the first week of class I had already felt that I had learned so much from him, not only things that were English related. I remember the thing that stuck out to me the most, was what he said on the first day. I probably won't get this exactly right, but it was along the lines of "To what degree do I understand that which I am about to reject?". It really made an impression on me because it's such a great question. I seem to now ask myself this every time that I'm faced with a new concept, idea or challenge. It has really, along with all the other insightful stuff Mr. Allen has said, made me think more deeply, openly, and with less of a bias than before. And I can definitely say it has helped me keep an open mind in my educational career and re-evaluate my previous opinions.

Though it may seem that everything is fun and stress-free in English, I should also say that it is a challenge- but not a bad one. I feel like Mr. Allen has challenged me with my thought process and my writing throughout this year. I've been used to easy assignments, 1 dimensional discussions, and easy A papers. But clearly, this is not the case. Yes I'll admit that sometimes it has been a struggle and sometimes I find myself thinking "Why is this just not good enough?", but I always steer back into having a positive attitude and persevering. And most importantly, I know that if I'm truly concerned, stuck, or discouraged in English class, I have absolutely no problem to talking to Mr. Allen. This is because I know that he acts exactly in the same way as he conducts his class: not judgmental, understanding, and accepting of change or other opinions.

I guess I just really feel like this English course is really one that's not typical to the others. Between the interesting books we read, the thought-provoking and meaningful discussions we have, and the useful assignments, I feel like I've really gotten a lot of of just this one semester of English. I feel like I've grown as a thinker, a learner, and just as a student. I feel more capable of thinking deeper, making insightful conclusions, and getting a better understanding of literature just after one semester of this course. It has really made an impact that fast. I find myself utilizing all the concepts and lessons I've learned in English, and know that all this stuff is actually, as opposed to grade school English, something I will remember and use throughout my life. I'm looking forward to another great semester of English and I know that I will be able to learn a great deal of stuff that will further more extend the capabilities of my mind. And lastly, I know that even when the year is over and I've moved on to different things, Mr. Allen will remain as one of those teachers that I'll look back on and think- now that's a teacher that I really learned a lot from. Thanks for a great semester!

Blogging Around: Ben and Chris J.

The two blogs that I decided to comment on were Ben's "iMedia: 1941" and Chris J.'s "iMedia: Haiti." These were two really interesting posts that had great insight.

Ben-

First off, it's great to hear you're still doing IMEA...you have to take advantage of your talent on the clarinet!! Anyways, I thought it was really cool how you found so much insight, understanding and overall interest in a piece of music you happened to be playing. It's great that you were able to take that and generate all these ideas - I'll bet that the rest of the people playing it didn't even think twice about the context of this what-so-ever. Also, I was quite excited to hear what you would say about this because I've actually heard The March From "1941" before at some point. So you, being the Social Studies enthusiast that you are, would of course provide plenty of thoughts about the basis and context of this piece that I have never thought about. Listening to it again, you definitely provided some interesting thoughts and observations about the musicality of this piece. It really brought some flashbacks back to band lessons at Springman and being lectured about WHY musical pieces were the way they were and what every little detail meant [and of course why that was so important!]. I had always disregarded that information, but this post has showed me how much better of an understanding you can have of a piece of music and it's context just by listening and analyzing the music and how the instruments sound themselves. Lastly, I found it really insightful how you connected this to the role of humor today. Though someone might find the connection to "Family Guy" a weak one, I actually think it definitely shows how we we're more open-minded and tolerant of a far range of humor. Today, "Family Guy" is considered a [somewhat] normal, humorous show...but back in the times of The March From "1941", a show of that sort would have been regarded as offensive, inappropriate, and would probably not last for very long at all.

Chris-

For a pretty short post, this could have probably been one of the most effective and thought-provoking thing I've read in a while. That picture is really...something. Just one look at it and you're flooded with all this emotion and questions. I mean, when I looked at that man, I saw all this desperation and confusion and longing in his face. It definitely, like you said, makes you think about the world and what's going on around us. We live in such a good, safe environment that sometimes we don't know the horrors that go on around us. This photo to some could really change someone's perspective of the situation [in Haiti] and could get people to try and make a difference. This picture and the post in general also made me think of the Letters to Haiti campaign we've been doing in French Club. We really wanted to reach out to the people in Haiti and get a primary source perspective of how things are going and how we can help them out. For about a week, we encouraged students to write letters in French [using translators if necessary] so we can send them to Haiti in hopes of getting letters back from Haitian students. We're also planning on doing a school supply drive to go along with it so we can help out the schools and the students. Additionally, we got some help from two GBS students who came from Haiti to escape from the situation. They had to leave their immediate family in Haiti and come here in hopes to get a good education and a better life. They live with some other family members here but keep in contact with their parents...it's a really moving story.

Lastly, I definitely agree with what you said about the photographer and about the mindset of most Americans. We seem to have trouble with looking beyond our problems and our needs to help others. It's a sad thing...

Metacognition [Get Organized]: My Desk.

First off: this blog assignment was a life saver. I've been telling myself to clean my previously cluttered desk for weeks already but have never really gotten around to doing it. And it was about time. To put things simply, it had gotten to the point where I refused to do my homework on my desk because there was no clean space. Sure, cleaning and organizing my desk was no easy [or fun] task, but the results were well worth it.

The first time I read this assignment, I knew exactly what I would have to do. And I'd be lying if I told you that I was excited about it. I was dreading it, actually. Yeah, I needed to do it...but over break? Why?! I couldn't understand. But it was an assignment so I got myself, well, forced myself to start working immediately. I told myself that I could do a little each day if it got too boring or if something came up, but to at least start my work so I got somewhere. Once I stood face to face with the mess, I became discouraged. "This is going to take hours!" I remember thinking. There were so many books, papers, cd's, and items sprawled around my desk, I didn't know where to begin. Once I had returned to a clear mind, I decided to start easy. Instead of focusing on every little detail, I would separate things into two piles: what I would keep, and what I would need to throw away.

This process was quick and in no time, my desk was clear and almost half of the things that were previously on my desk were in the garbage. The rest, what I needed, was in a pile, but a manageable pile none the less, on the floor. I instantly felt lighter and happier. The worst part of something I had been dreading for weeks turned out to be not so bad after all. And in only 10 minutes, I had made such an impact.

Next, I decided to tackle the little things. I looked at what I had collected. To my surprise, I saw some things in the pile that had oddly gone missing for weeks and I had been searching for for the longest time! Missing flash drives, an ID card, even some money, suddenly back in my possession! The excitement of finding these things and the look of such an improved space made me very optimistic and determined to finish my task at hand. Besides, I had planned on working for a maximum on 45 minutes on this today and I was confident that I would be able to finish it all in that time or less!

The next part of my cleaning and organization process was to put all the things I wanted to keep in a sensible fashion that would help keep things organized and clean for a long period of time. I didn't want to just take all the things that had been on my desk and re-position them back on there. Sure, I had thrown out some stuff...but maybe some of the things I was keeping didn't have to be on my desk. I wanted to keep the clutter to a minimum so I could easily fit my laptop, books, and daily homework on my desk when needed. By the end of my organization process, almost 3/4 of my stuff was put in a more appropriate place and the rest, the essentials, were nicely organized on my desk.

Once I had completely finished, I felt great. Such an awful task turned out to be kind of fun...and I had gotten some "lost" items back and of course, peace of mind. I was also surprised at how little I actually had that needed to stay on my desk: 80% of the things that were on there when I started should not have been there. It was funny how when I looked at all the things, I had no idea how I could organize all of that, when in reality, most of it had been misplaced junk. After cleaning and organizing my desk, my mind is clear and ready to take on other, more important tasks. I never realized how much stress and anxiety such a small process could inflict on someone. Even though I didn't really think about it directly, every time I passed my desk at home, it would make me feel more stressed...and I definitely did not need that to worry about during the week with all the homework, tests, and projects to deal with. Now I know that I can't leave unenjoyable things to simmer in my mind, because it only makes it worse by adding more and more stress and worry the more you put it off. I realized that I must get things over with right when I come face to face with them so that I have to peace in my mind that I don't have to deal with it later. And besides, the unenjoyable things usually turn out to be better than you think, just like this organizing exercise. My success with this project definitely leaves me excited and optimistic for the projects I'll be faced with in the future.

iMedia: "The Persistence of Memory"

The Persistence of Memory is a painting done by artist Salvador Dalí that, in my opinion, could be one of the most thought-provoking and interesting painting I've ever seen. This was painted by Dalí in 1931 and is considered one of his most recognizable works. It is currently held at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City and has been there since 1934.

To me, this painting is definitely significant. There are so many little underlying parts and details to be examined in here. For me and probably for most people, the clocks are the most interesting. At first glance, it's like "What?!" I wasn't really sure why they looked so fluid and soft. It also, in a way, plays with your mind, since clocks are so precise and strict. Clocks have fine lines, precise markings, and solid, specific rules. They're mechanical. So when you see something like this painting, it makes no sense. It makes you think "How can the hands of the clock move? Where did the markings go? How can it be bent and tangled like that?" and even deeper things like "If our clocks suddenly became like that, what would constitute time? Is time mechanical or is it fluid?" I soon came to understand that Dalí was getting at something very similar through his painting. The sagging pocket-watches suggest the irrelevance of time during sleep and the being in the middle of the painting resembles, at least to many, a human being asleep. Basically, when we're asleep and unconscious, time doesn't pertain, only memories do. To me, this actually makes sense. It's actually pretty easy to see that distortion of time, especially when you attempt to think about your own dreams; it just doesn't all add up in the confines of time. I think it also could have been a visual depiction of Einstein's theory of relativity. Einstein basically said that time itself is relative and not fixed. I think that could definitely work in the context of the melted clocks and the irrelevance of time.

A couple other interesting things I noticed in the painting is the use of light and the insects on two of the clocks. I thought it was really interesting how Dalí used light to show a contrast between obvious and not-so-obvious things. I think that the parts that are in the light, like the rocks, platform, and ocean are things that are constant, obvious things that are considered set-in-stone. Conversely, I think the shaded parts like the clocks and the being all, in a way, position toward this dark hole in the painting which shows that they're more creative and fluid ideas that are not as constituted as the light objects.Finally, the insects are definitely an interesting and probably disturbing point of the painting. If you look closely, there is a swarm of ants on the orange watch and a single fly on the clock right next to it. I think that signifies that regardless of how time is viewed or constituted, it will eventually lead to death.

I think this painting is really interesting and full of different ideas and details to explore. I think it can give viewers a new, visual way of viewing time and some questions to ponder. I also think that it dates back to some older ideas about the relativity of time and can show the viewers some of the thoughts and ideas that were going on in this time period. I think this is an essential work of art to be seen by anyone who's remotely interested in art because it's so abstract and full of little tiny details to be discovered.

Connection: Edmund and Rod Blagojevich

Edmund, one of the most distinctive characters in King Lear, has a very profound personality. He's cunning, clever, and crafty but also corrupt, manipulative, and deceiving. It's easy to say that whatever he does has only one purpose: to benefit himself, regardless of how it affects others.When I started to think about who I could connect him to as a modern day example, politicians started running through my head. I mean, most politicians are corrupt these days, no? Well, I didn't have to "search" far from home. In fact, I decided on our very own ex-governor, Rod Blagojevich.

Rod Blagojevich..there's so much to him that can be connected to Edmund. They both did things that were intended to benefit their own interests and lied many times to cover their tracks. Edmund had several, major offenses. For one, he created a letter and convinced everyone that Edgar, his innocent brother, had written it. He was successfully able to pull Edgar away from Gloucester, his own father, and make Edgar the town criminal in everyone else's eyes. In turn, it made him look more powerful and make him seem like a hero for trying to capture Edgar. Secondly, when Gloucester so importantly confided in Edmund to keep the secret that he would go help the king, Edmund betrayed him and told Goneril and Regan about it. That, in the end, killed his father, and Edmund seemed to care very little about it.Blagojevich had his own offenses...many, for that matter. Generally, he used his position of power to extort other politicians and businesses for self-gain and profit. When caught, he lied and denied everything even though there was significant proof of what he had done.

But what is the most intriguing similarity is that they both knew how to manipulate the public and remain in good graces to some extent. Edmund, though having done such terrible things, was able to keep everything quite secretive from the masses and even came out being admired and fought for by Goneril and Regan. His cunning and clever personality was the main reason why his twisted plans were able to work. He was able to convince people that he was a do-gooder and would never have any reason to do any wrong. The same idea goes for Rod Blagojevich. Though proven guilty and convicted, he still has a cheerful personality and great charisma. And, it seems like people still kinda like him! He has been on numerous commercials, t.v. shows, talk shows, and radio programs even though he's essentially a criminal.

So, why does this connection matter? Well, it shows us that such profoundly deceiving individuals are not only found in literature; they are among us as well. And this doesn't mean that they're the people who seem the most obviously bad: it could very well be the most outgoing, well-dressed, intellectual person. So, we should take note of the themes and ideas literature gives us, because more times than not, it reflects something in our own, modern society.