Posts tagged with the category Art and Existentialism
50 Shades of Erotic Encounter
50 Shades of Grey is the recent trilogy that has swept the women of the world off our collective feet and is touted as "mommy porn". Women are discussing the main character, Christian Grey, as though he were a real person, while spending hours "casting" the upcoming 50 Shades movie. According to the Los Angeles Times, 50 Shades of Grey has sold...
Soaring to Our Potentials
I am the human embodiment of Jonathan Livingston Seagull. We even have the same initials—JLS (Jacqueline Lisa Simon—before I was married).
When I read about Jonathan’s life in Richard Bach’s bestselling book, I imagine how freeing it would be to have wings that can fly. I could literally pick up and go anywhere I wanted. No gas tank to fill, no...
Truth and Beauty
An object seen from a distance reveals only its principle.
Beauty is truth and truth beauty.
I've been asking people to try to embody beauty. That is, when you experience something as beautiful how do you feel? What is that like?
This is part of my accelerating quest to encounter the world as a human. Too often I feel...
The Artist Within
A number of us humanists and New Existentialists travelled to China recently for the Second International Conference on Existential Psychology. It was an awe inspiring and moving time for many of us. A team of us then traveled to various locations throughout China to deliver workshops with the goal of introducing existential psychology to China....
It happens so quickly.
One minute, your life is going along smooth and easy and the next, you are looking around at the wreckage of what used to be your life.
In an instant, your life has radically changed and you're left with a pile of rubble, trying to pick through what's left and salvage the little bit you can.
The shattering event...
Our Music Is Getting Sadder. What Does That Say About Us?
If you get depressed when you turn on the radio, it could be the news – or it could be the music.
According to new research, pop music has gotten significantly sadder over the last half-century. That’s measured in terms of tempo (it’s gotten slower), key (minor keys have come to predominate), and subject matter (...
On Fragile Art and People
I am in a Shanghai art museum, looking at paintings that are hundreds of years old. So old, in fact, that even light damages them. But what good is art kept in the dark, out of view? Why preserve it if it will never be seen?
So these paintings hang behind leaded glass, under dim lights controlled by motion sensors. I see a darkened room that...
A Love Thing
It is one of those 4 A.M. nights and my “blog” time is up, so I might as well go with what is upon me. After all, isn’t a blog really just a diary gone public; everyone putting their two cents in for all the world to see? Just the word “blog,” can make me cringe, and I did resist this whole idea at first. Now, each time the month rolls around, I...
Film as Means for Integrating Opposites: A Review of David Lynch’s "The Elephant Man"
The gift of cinema is a holistic experience like no other art form. It engages every sense but smell and taste (unless you count when John Waters' “Polyester” was being screened. Scratch and sniff cards were handed out at the theaters, like 3-D glasses, and not all of the scents were as pleasant as the classroom childhood relics flavored with...
Eagle Island (a poem on patriotism and freedom)
He sat serious on Eagle Island,
face blanched and wings clipped,
fearless, furied, and focused.
His stillness was so, the trees
around him writhed and twisted
in torment and mayhem, alive
and more liberated than this icon
of freedom: the whole world
spectated and moved on by . . .
- Candice Hershman
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Why are people looking to the arts for therapy? Because they want therapy!
Steve Almond, an author and MFA, says that writing workshops are taking the place of therapy sessions in modern culture.
Writing in the March 23 edition of The New York Times, the frequent workshop instructor says that over the years he’s seen people coming into MFA programs and writing workshops not to learn crafts, but to have a...
Existential dimensions of Kill Bill: despair, revenge, and the ruinous nature of hope.
In the titular movie, Beatrix Kiddo awakens after several years in a coma brought on by the treacherous actions of Bill, her former boss and lover and father to her child. Both she and her child are presumed comfortably dead by Bill and his employees, the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad.
But Kiddo is no longer dead. She rises from her...