Sunday, March 13, 2016 — Where I Stand

I will make my posi­tion plain. I am a Cana­di­an, not an Amer­i­can, but like all Cana­di­ans I must pay close atten­tion to the pol­i­tics of the coun­try that bor­ders mine for 8,891 kilo­me­tres (5,525 miles), has ten times our pop­u­la­tion, with which we have (by far) the largest-scale trad­ing rela­tion­ship in the world, and with which we share a con­sid­er­able degree of our cul­ture. Our economies are so inter­twined that every polit­i­cal deci­sion that occurs in the U.S. imme­di­ate­ly and some­times pro­found­ly influ­ences our life. I have at times lived in the U.S., and have many friends there, as do most Cana­di­ans. But we are not Amer­i­cans, and some­times all has not been well between us. When the Unit­ed States entered its dis­as­trous war in Viet­nam, and we were pres­sured to join in with that deba­cle, a major­i­ty of Cana­di­ans were opposed to it, and we stayed out of it. When, sub­se­quent­ly, many young Amer­i­cans resist­ed the slav­ery of con­scrip­tion, and the cor­rup­tion of the war, we wel­comed them as hon­ourable refugees, just as we had wel­comed refugees from slav­ery in the 19th cen­tu­ry. They were the true Amer­i­can patri­ots, and we respect­ed them.

One of those great moral divi­sions is upon us. The Unit­ed States has accom­plished many great and noble things, but in recent times, it has reached its low­est moral ebb in a hun­dred years. The upcom­ing elec­tion in the Unit­ed States is cru­cial to both our coun­tries. If the Repub­li­can Par­ty wins, then the U.S. is washed up as a coun­try, every decent prin­ci­ple it has fought for will be defeat­ed, degrad­ed and destroyed. This is a pro­found threat to my coun­try, which I love. Read more »

Some Concert Chestnuts

Ivan Bil­bin’s illus­tra­tion to Pushk­in’s Tale of the Gold­en Coquerel

Some­times one’s own uncon­scious snob­bery can deprive one of delight­ful expe­ri­ences. When I first start­ed to lis­ten to clas­si­cal music, as a teenag­er, I scrimped and saved to pur­chase record­ings from the “bar­gain bins” in record stores. These were most­ly cheap re-issue labels that had per­for­mances from a gen­er­a­tion before — often bril­liant ones, but with audio qual­i­ty that was no longer accept­able to audio­philes. The pieces were the stan­dard con­cert reper­toire, includ­ing many pieces that were extreme­ly pop­u­lar with con­cert-goers, but not con­sid­ered par­tic­u­lar­ly “deep.” When you lis­ten to a lot of music, you even­tu­al­ly tire of these con­cert work-hors­es, heard so many time, and stop play­ing them. As oth­er, more arcane musi­cal inter­ests engage you, you for­get about them. You “know” them, of course, but they sit in your record col­lec­tion unplayed for years. Read more »

Wednesday, March 2, 2016 — Looking back at Alvar Aalto

What used to be called the “Inter­na­tion­al Style of Mod­ernism” in archi­tec­ture may have filled the plan­et with iden­ti­cal glass box­es, but there were always some archi­tects who nev­er quite fit into its straight­jack­et. Among them, the one that appealed to me most when I first start­ed being inter­est­ed in archi­tec­ture (as a teenag­er) was the Finnish archi­tect and indus­tri­al design­er Alvar Aal­to (1898–1976). The Inter­na­tion­al Style worked with the cre­do of “form fol­lows func­tion,” but it was, I could see, a hol­low slo­gan. The rigid orthoxy of that kind of “mod­ernism” had noth­ing to do with “func­tion,” since all build­ings, no mat­ter what their pur­pose, loca­tion, or con­text, were the same. Build­ings in rain-soaked places that need­ed eaves could­n’t have eaves. The “func­tion” of cheap­ness, of course, deter­mined build­ing lay­outs, not the func­tion of what you were going to do in them. At first, Aal­to paid lip-ser­vice to the mod­ernist ortho­doxy, but soon his build­ings start­ed to devi­ate from it. Even­tu­al­ly he evolved a flu­id style, often work­ing close­ly with his wife Aino, in which every aspect of a build­ing was con­sid­ered, includ­ing inter­nal sur­faces, light­ing, and fur­ni­ture, as an inte­gral whole. His scale was human, out­er forms were play­ful and visu­al­ly inter­est­ing. He loved curv­ing, flu­id lines, so that even today much of his work feels “sci­ence fic­tion-ish.” White­ness dom­i­nat­ed the aes­thet­ic, but it was nev­er a bor­ing blankness. 
16-03-02 BLOG Aalto sanatorium16-03-02 BLOG Aalto room
These three images illus­trate what I mean. The one on the left is a tuber­cu­lo­sis sana­to­ri­um designed for the small Finnish town of Paimio in 1928, and com­plet­ed in 1932. At this time, Aal­to was still in the orbit of offi­cial Mod­ernism, fol­low­ing Le Cor­busier’s basic rules, but he was already lay­ing the foun­da­tions of his more holis­tic approach. Note the date of the design —- it still looks mod­ern. The sec­ond and third images show the kind of inte­ri­or space that Alvar and Aino con­ceived when the silent film had bare­ly been dis­placed by the talkie. Notice that the forms are sim­ple, but not ster­ile. Human­i­ty and com­fort are the “func­tions” being served, not ide­o­log­i­cal con­for­mi­ty, cheap­ness, or man­u­fac­tur­ing con­ve­nience. It still looks good.16-03-02 BLOG Alto Room 2

Image of the month: Objectif Lune

2016 MAR

FILMSFEBRUARY 2016

(Tors 1954) Gog
(Pol­ci­no 2015) Rick and Morty: Ep.17 ― The Ricks Must Be Crazy
(New­ton 2015) Rick and Morty: Ep.18 ― Big Trou­ble In Lit­tle Sanchez
(Bar­ton 1949) Abbott and Costel­lo Meet the Killer, Boris Karloff
(Kirk­land 1996) The Simp­sons: Ep.147 ― A Fish Called Selma
(Don­ner 1965) Per­ry Mason: Ep.237 ― The Case of the Gam­bling Lady
(Tay­lor 1934) The Return of Chan­du [ser­i­al]: Chapter1 ― The Cho­sen Victim
(Tay­lor 1934) The Return of Chan­du [ser­i­al]: Chap­ter 2 ― The House in the Hills
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First-time listening for February 2016

23548. (Haver­gal Bri­an) Sym­pho­ny #2 in E Minor
23549. (Agal­loch) Pale Folklore
23550. (Shye Ben Tzur, Jon­ny Green­wood & The Rajasthan Express) Junun
23551. (Knee­body) Knee­body [aka Break Me]
23552. (Jón Leifs) Landfall
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READINGFEBRUARY 2016

23029. [3] The Book of Gen­e­sis [King James Bible]
23030. (Fran­cis X. Hezel) Mak­ing Sense of Microne­sia — The Log­ic of Pacif­ic Island Culture
23031. [4] The Book of Gen­e­sis [Oxford Anno­tat­ed Revised Stan­dard Bible]
23032. (Trish Laugh­ran) Dis­sem­i­nat­ing Com­mon Sense: Thomas Paine and the Prob­lem of the
. . . . . Ear­ly Nation­al Best­seller [arti­cle]
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Tuesday, February 16, 2016 — Juniper and Bones

I can­not smell juniper with­out think­ing of small bones. I have very strong smell mem­o­ries, some­times stronger than visu­al mem­o­ries. I can still call up in my mind the smell of the north rim of the Grand Canyon, the myr­i­ad smells of dif­fer­ent deserts, the scents of tama­rack and black spruce as you get near the Wînipâkw, the smells of the blessed neem trees in Kano, the spring lilacs in Cana­di­an towns, the com­fort­ing scents of fresh­ly-sawn lum­ber, the many smells of snow in dif­fer­ent settings.

Hold that thought, for I must digress.

I just re-read Edgar Pangborn’s A Mir­ror for Observers for the eighth time. The only oth­er nov­el I’ve read as many times is Lewis Carroll’s Through the Look­ing Glass. Reg­u­lar reread­ings of Carroll’s mas­ter­piece would not sur­prise any­one — I’m sure there are peo­ple who have read it dozens of times — but you might find it puz­zling that I would give equal loy­al­ty to a sci­ence fic­tion nov­el writ­ten in 1954, by an author who was respect­ed in his day, but nev­er a high-pro­file celebri­ty in the field. A Mir­ror for Observers is not even his best known book (though it is his best). I read the book in child­hood, and it imprint­ed itself on my mind so vivid­ly that I hard­ly need­ed to reread it, for I could play out every scene in my mind at will. But, at reg­u­lar inter­vals through­out a life­time, I have read it with full atten­tion. Read more »

Image of the month: Dune

2016 FEB

FILMSJANUARY 2016

(Wood 1935) A Night at the Opera
(Leon­vi­o­la 1963) Thor and the Ama­zon Women [Le gladiatrici]
(Rob­bins 1978) Corvette Summer
(Hart­ley 2014) Elec­tric Booga­loo: The Wild, Untold Sto­ry of Can­non Films
(Gor­don 1977) Empire of the Ants
(Arnold 1965) Per­ry Mason: Ep.227 ― The Case of the Ther­mal Thief
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