The Golden Sun Blooms a Thousand Lilies
I couldn't think of a title so I just made this up on the spot.
I'm not feeling very well. My throat was scratchy today- I've been taking immunity-boosting pills.
And It's Finished
Yeah so I finished the Korean drama... dun dun dun! The LAMEST ending ever! Omg, I can't even start describing how lame it was- the girl dies from leukemia, her brother is heartbroken and he lets a truck kill him but he does this slow-mo flying across the air gesture and it freezes on his head and then they basically do flashbacks from all six cds and then he dies. HOW LAME.
It's supposed to be a sappy movie about the fate of these two people who were destined to be together no matter what or who came between them. The only parts I teared at was when the daughter and mother were seperated or when the mother realized something went wrong with her daughter... My roomie was moved too.. Oh mothers.. I miss my mom.
There was this cute scene when Eun Suh is in the hospital receiving chemo treatment...where Tae Suhk, Eun-Suh's brother's best friend (who is in love with her), tells her he'll be back to see her in the hospital in three days.. Then he ponders and says, two.. and then one.. and the decides to return the very same day to see her. awwww.. He then turns to her and says, "I think I could do anything if you'd give me a kiss and see me off to work every day."
Cheesy? I rather think it's the power of intimacy.
Yeah but if I ever meet a guy like Tae-Suhk, I am marrying him. Bonnie laughed and said "Duh,"
The guy is absolutely adamant in pursuing her to no end despite that he can't win her love, but gives her treatment and spends time with her.
Now I think it's time for a LOTR marathon. I miss my LOTR. Ah yes.. and I want to show my roomie 'Good Will Hunting'.
I was just thinking today... that if I am so open to share my 'deep' thoughts and so afraid to share my shallow interests and ideas.. then aren't my 'deep thoughts' technically shallow and my 'shallow thoughts' really deep? Because then those things I keep to myself are the more intimate part of myself yet those 'deep things' I write about is accessible to everyone. Just a thought.
Yeah did you know they don't have Maltesers here??
One weekend I'd like to go to Central Park and just take a stroll under the shade of the trees. Sigh we are in dire need of trees here.
The Origin of Ideas
So I read this article on 'Pantopticism' and the idea was that if prisons were like schools, the government, police, office where they force people to work, have codes and laws- aren't schools prisons? And that was a crappy thought- I'm in an invisible prison. Sorry I'm not being articulate right now.. sleepy.
As I wrote before, my blog is very much based solely on my own opinions or from things I hear... but I've noticed many people like to quote from books. I don't really like to read anymore- I used to read a ton and I've had phases where I was really into chick-lits, art-history fiction and finally Chinese-Western fiction. As much I'd like to read non-fiction Christian philosophy and whatnot- I just don't have the attention span to read UNLESS it just grabbed me right off the first few chapters or so.. Like Captivating really got me (until the last three chapters) and I love that book... but I've lost interest in reading these days.. New York is so cramped and I just want some mental space. I already have read 100+ pages this week on nudity and prisons. I also am afraid of being disappointed with a book once I start it and realize it was only mediocre. The past summer, I purchased tons of fiction and three quarters of them were mediocre or just plain bad. Waste of money. I just don't want to set myself up for it.
As you know, I'm very into my images especially those from magazines so I read a motherload of those whenever I find the editorials and advertisements appealing when I flip through them.
And I guess it's good in a way that I don't quote people- I formulate my own ideas- though I may be slower than people who read it from books, I find these thoughts stick with me longer than those that I read.. I suck at quoting from books or remembering sources so experience is key for me. I also have been taught to be more observant- more so within the aesthetic realm- which I've applied to books and encounters that I went through. Of course there's a balance with all that I say- I understand that reading books are important and not just basing life on your own self made thoughts. But for my own blog, I find it crucial that I quote less and write more of what I think. After all, if you really wanted to know what CS Lewis thought, you could just go to Chapters and get the book- I don't find it necessary to quote an entire excerpt here. This is me.
Private vs. Public Space.
My life as a New Yorker consists of very little private space as opposed to public space. I am around someone 24/7 UNLESS I'm in the bathroom or if my roomie is not in the apartment. That's it. Otherwise when I change, go to bed, do work, vaccuum, cook... I am with someone. And I guess it's getting to me a little- I'd like some privacy- to shut myself out from everyone else and not worry about that their eyes are on my back. To make it worse, our windows face the inside of a school so when I wake up I see students hanging around the windows so I always have to be cautious so I wouldn't be seen. Sigh. But I'm quite used to being around someone now that I've lived with three girls in a room the previous year.
Christianity vs. Art.
I've been learning a lot this past week from my lectures and essays.. some things I've already known but never fully fleshed out in my head... or just little tidbits here and there. Believe it or not, I'm learning a lot about Christianity through all my art lectures and discussions. Although there is a strong opposition of God here, it's very much a large part of our topics. Today we discussed the fact that the church opposed art in the early ages because they were afraid people would idolize the art.. so in the medieval times, artists weren't known and the images were controlled and stylized according to what the church wanted. The art was supposed to point the congregation to God, but not become God. But as time passed, revolutionary artists such as Cimabue, Massacio and Giotto started gaining recognition for their Christian art- because after all, all artists want to build on what has been accomplished and take it to the next level. They no longer wanted the same sterile, controlled look. So eventually in the Renaissance period, we now have established, famous artists such as Michelangelo and Da Vinci who have done tremendous things like the Sistine Chapel and the Last Supper. The sad thing is that the church (in some ways.. then again it does bring tourists which means revenue) is held with less regard than the paintings themselves which have now become icons of Renaissance art. Art that was supposed to point us to God has become disassociated with what it was initially connected to.
I'm not feeling very well. My throat was scratchy today- I've been taking immunity-boosting pills.
And It's Finished
Yeah so I finished the Korean drama... dun dun dun! The LAMEST ending ever! Omg, I can't even start describing how lame it was- the girl dies from leukemia, her brother is heartbroken and he lets a truck kill him but he does this slow-mo flying across the air gesture and it freezes on his head and then they basically do flashbacks from all six cds and then he dies. HOW LAME.
It's supposed to be a sappy movie about the fate of these two people who were destined to be together no matter what or who came between them. The only parts I teared at was when the daughter and mother were seperated or when the mother realized something went wrong with her daughter... My roomie was moved too.. Oh mothers.. I miss my mom.
There was this cute scene when Eun Suh is in the hospital receiving chemo treatment...where Tae Suhk, Eun-Suh's brother's best friend (who is in love with her), tells her he'll be back to see her in the hospital in three days.. Then he ponders and says, two.. and then one.. and the decides to return the very same day to see her. awwww.. He then turns to her and says, "I think I could do anything if you'd give me a kiss and see me off to work every day."
Cheesy? I rather think it's the power of intimacy.
Yeah but if I ever meet a guy like Tae-Suhk, I am marrying him. Bonnie laughed and said "Duh,"
The guy is absolutely adamant in pursuing her to no end despite that he can't win her love, but gives her treatment and spends time with her.
Now I think it's time for a LOTR marathon. I miss my LOTR. Ah yes.. and I want to show my roomie 'Good Will Hunting'.
I was just thinking today... that if I am so open to share my 'deep' thoughts and so afraid to share my shallow interests and ideas.. then aren't my 'deep thoughts' technically shallow and my 'shallow thoughts' really deep? Because then those things I keep to myself are the more intimate part of myself yet those 'deep things' I write about is accessible to everyone. Just a thought.
Yeah did you know they don't have Maltesers here??
One weekend I'd like to go to Central Park and just take a stroll under the shade of the trees. Sigh we are in dire need of trees here.
The Origin of Ideas
So I read this article on 'Pantopticism' and the idea was that if prisons were like schools, the government, police, office where they force people to work, have codes and laws- aren't schools prisons? And that was a crappy thought- I'm in an invisible prison. Sorry I'm not being articulate right now.. sleepy.
As I wrote before, my blog is very much based solely on my own opinions or from things I hear... but I've noticed many people like to quote from books. I don't really like to read anymore- I used to read a ton and I've had phases where I was really into chick-lits, art-history fiction and finally Chinese-Western fiction. As much I'd like to read non-fiction Christian philosophy and whatnot- I just don't have the attention span to read UNLESS it just grabbed me right off the first few chapters or so.. Like Captivating really got me (until the last three chapters) and I love that book... but I've lost interest in reading these days.. New York is so cramped and I just want some mental space. I already have read 100+ pages this week on nudity and prisons. I also am afraid of being disappointed with a book once I start it and realize it was only mediocre. The past summer, I purchased tons of fiction and three quarters of them were mediocre or just plain bad. Waste of money. I just don't want to set myself up for it.
As you know, I'm very into my images especially those from magazines so I read a motherload of those whenever I find the editorials and advertisements appealing when I flip through them.
And I guess it's good in a way that I don't quote people- I formulate my own ideas- though I may be slower than people who read it from books, I find these thoughts stick with me longer than those that I read.. I suck at quoting from books or remembering sources so experience is key for me. I also have been taught to be more observant- more so within the aesthetic realm- which I've applied to books and encounters that I went through. Of course there's a balance with all that I say- I understand that reading books are important and not just basing life on your own self made thoughts. But for my own blog, I find it crucial that I quote less and write more of what I think. After all, if you really wanted to know what CS Lewis thought, you could just go to Chapters and get the book- I don't find it necessary to quote an entire excerpt here. This is me.
Private vs. Public Space.
My life as a New Yorker consists of very little private space as opposed to public space. I am around someone 24/7 UNLESS I'm in the bathroom or if my roomie is not in the apartment. That's it. Otherwise when I change, go to bed, do work, vaccuum, cook... I am with someone. And I guess it's getting to me a little- I'd like some privacy- to shut myself out from everyone else and not worry about that their eyes are on my back. To make it worse, our windows face the inside of a school so when I wake up I see students hanging around the windows so I always have to be cautious so I wouldn't be seen. Sigh. But I'm quite used to being around someone now that I've lived with three girls in a room the previous year.
Christianity vs. Art.
I've been learning a lot this past week from my lectures and essays.. some things I've already known but never fully fleshed out in my head... or just little tidbits here and there. Believe it or not, I'm learning a lot about Christianity through all my art lectures and discussions. Although there is a strong opposition of God here, it's very much a large part of our topics. Today we discussed the fact that the church opposed art in the early ages because they were afraid people would idolize the art.. so in the medieval times, artists weren't known and the images were controlled and stylized according to what the church wanted. The art was supposed to point the congregation to God, but not become God. But as time passed, revolutionary artists such as Cimabue, Massacio and Giotto started gaining recognition for their Christian art- because after all, all artists want to build on what has been accomplished and take it to the next level. They no longer wanted the same sterile, controlled look. So eventually in the Renaissance period, we now have established, famous artists such as Michelangelo and Da Vinci who have done tremendous things like the Sistine Chapel and the Last Supper. The sad thing is that the church (in some ways.. then again it does bring tourists which means revenue) is held with less regard than the paintings themselves which have now become icons of Renaissance art. Art that was supposed to point us to God has become disassociated with what it was initially connected to.
1 Comments:
god and art?
please start reading the madeleine l'engle book..! though i guess that's not happening with all the reading you have. but..something to look forward to!
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