Posts tagged with the category Art and Existentialism
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...
Fame is a Dangerous Drug: A phenomenological glimpse of celebrity
Fame is a dangerous drug. I should know. I wrote the book on it — or, rather, the book chapter.
That chapter, “Ready for the Close-up: Celebrity experience and the phenomenology of fame,” describes the dead-end cycle of fame’s merry-go-round through first-hand reports of celebrity experience in the book Film and Television...
Honoring Experience: No Matter How Crazy It Sounds
This is the story of two worlds, the one we know and another which exists only in the mind of a young airman whose life and imagination have been violently shaped by war. Any resemblance to any other world known or unknown is purely coincidental.
This introduction to Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger’s 1946 film A Matter of Life...
“The Art of the Dubious Struggle”: Reflections on Occupy Wall Street
There is no escaping the national and global significance of the Occupy movements in New York, Oakland, and elsewhere. This is especially true for those of us who encounter Occupy events daily as witnesses or participants. Politico recently reported that since the advent of Occupy Wall Street there has been a dramatic spike in the use of the...
Connected for Life
The other day I was having a conversation with a friend about the recent film, “The Ides Of March”. We talked about the cutthroat business of politics and the all too realistic portrayal in the story line. Loss of innocence, ego jousting and primal survival tactics were all at play. Later on in the day however, I began to see something...
I am a computer, therefore I ... laugh?
A new book is promoting a new, mechanistic, theory of why we laugh.
According to the authors of Inside Jokes: Using Humor to Reverse-Engineer the Mind Human being have a sense of humor because the mind is a computer (“our brains are Chevy engines running Maserati software”) dedicated to constantly making sense of the...
To know hope, one must know hopelessness. The deeper the experience of hopelessness, the greater the possibility of a stronger, more significant hope. The fullness and power of joy and optimism are rooted in one’s willingness to embrace his or her shadow. Until we confront the nature and reality of our existence, the less...
My Last Poem
This will be the last poem I write
(please restrain your cheering)
until I‘m presented with
neurophysiological outcome research evidence
that they make a positive difference.
So far, writing them has wasted my time
and reading them has kept better men
from dong the world’s work.
This is unethical, unscientific,
and grounds for...
The “willing suspension of disbelief,” is a phrase I have always associated with movie going. And I have been a moviegoer and a movie watcher, since I can barely remember. Like Binx Bolling, the protagonist in Walker Percy’s novel The Moviegoer, I found re-enforcement by identifying with movie characters. In fact, they...
Trauma and the Blues
“The blues tells a story. Every line of the blues has a meaning.” -- John Lee Hooker
Very true Mr. Hooker, very true.
The blues are songs of the soul in pain, but its' own singing the pain flows out easing up the spirit that is within.
A recent article, “Blues and Emotional Trauma” by Dr. Robert Stolorow, author and...