primalmommy on tue 8 jan 08
I'm with mel... noise is not my friend.
All day long something high tech is ringing or beeping at me. While the
TV stays off until hubby's home and kids are in bed, two kids now do
on-line schooling, and all three love their computer and hand-held games
-- all with beeps, music, narration or some form of ear pollution. If I
ever compile family videos into some edited version, the sound track
will be theme songs from Zoo Tycoon, Pokemon, Nintendo, and endless
repetitions of the kids' piano practice and sax practice tunes.
And bless the hearts and voices of all my loved ones, but we're a talky
bunch at my house. I don't mind conversational chatter so much as the
constant interruption of my already ADD-ish, easily derailed train of
thought. Every few minutes somebody's yelling, "MOM!" (or, "Honey?" )
When I walk by the guinea pig cage she wheep-wheeps for some kale or bit
of apple... the cat circles my feet begging cream, "Mmmmom? Mmmomm?" --
One cat wants in, one wants out. From the time the alarm clock needs me
to get up, every sound I hear sounds like, "Please? Now?"The computer
tells me emails want an answer, the ringing phone says some
homeschooler, student or family member needs something. The oven timer
summons and directs, urgent and repetitive. One day, when I was carrying
on two conversations while driving, the low fuel indicator in my van
said "Ding!" and I answered it without thinking -- "OK, honey, just a
minute..."
So. I go to the studio and close the door. I once had an intercom out
there, but every time I was up to my elbows in slippery projects, some
kid in the house would push the button and say, "Mom?" I would wash up,
dry, go push the button.. "Yes?"... to learn that somebody can't find
the raisins, or Connor's wearing Tyler's sweat pants and won't give them
back. I finally yanked it by the root. At school there are now five of
us in the MFA studio where Patrick, Reem and I used to work. There is
some value to the conversations that go on in that space, though the
tighter our space, the more we tend to defend our space, privacy and
concentration. I feel lucky to have a home studio for the kind of
projects that need to happen without interruption. Friendships,
teacher-student and peer relationships require energy and attention and
I am rationing mine... the only place I can be alone with my "flow" is
in my home studio, and usually after midnight.
The first year that I drove the hour to school and the hour home, I rode
in blissful silence... though I found "The Extrudinaires" to be nice
down-the-road music for days when I was loading kiln wood or the coffee
wasn't making it. It's winter semester now (my last). Diana sold her
house on campus and is in Florida until spring, so there are no more
sleep-overs at school except when we fire wood or salt, and I bring the
pop-up or sleep in my van. I'll be leaving the EMU studio around 10pm
this semester, which means I can listen to BBC news all the way home, to
keep me awake on the long dark drive. My ipod is a weird mix of Grateful
Dead, Yo Yo Ma, Phillip Glass, Lawrence Ferlinghetti's poetry, Little
Feat, Garcia and Grisman, Edith Piaf... And after my whole life of
netzero and turtle-slow dialup, as of today I have a cable hookup and
wireless... so now while I am reading my clayart, the phone can ring,
and both boys can interrupt needing help with the assessments on their
own computers... technology, ain't it grand?
Yours
Kelly in Ohio... closing in on a unifying theme for my mfa show. My fam
had freebie "airline apology" tickets to use and headed for Atlanta last
weekend to check out the great aquarium. I sketched pots yesterday
morning on the plane from Atlanta to Detroit, in the car from Detroit to
Toledo, and then drove to Ypsilanti to start making them.
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Fredrick Paget on wed 9 jan 08
Back in the days long ago when I was a working engineer at Sylvania
and finaly got promoted to the top of the heap and had my own lab and
private office I strictly enforced a no radio "on" rule when I was
working in the lab. The 3 or 4 techs and couple of engineers in there
sometimes compained or even turned on a radio when I was not there
and I told them to turn it off, "we are paid to think not to be
hypnotized by sweet music" or the other kind.
When I retired they gave me a party that was a"roast" and I heard a
lot about that policy!
Fred
--
Twin Dragon Studio
Mill Valley, CA, USA
Lee Love on wed 9 jan 08
Hamada used to always have a friend over to chat with while he
was throwing tea bowls. He felt this kept him from "over thinking"
the pots. They came out of his hands without a thought.
I am pretty isolated in Mashiko. So I have been watching
movies and some of the T.V. shows on my laptop I haven't seen in the 8
years I have been away from the USA.
--
Lee in Mashiko, Japan
http://groups.google.com/group/ClayCraft
"Men are born ignorant, not stupid. They are made stupid by
education." -- Bertrand Russell
Arnold Howard on wed 9 jan 08
My day begins with up to four beeping alarms. My digital
watch beeps to wake me up. If I don't hear it, then my two
bedside alarm clocks go off. A few minutes later my watch's
second alarm beeps.
Sincerely,
Arnold Howard
Paragon Industries, L.P., Mesquite, Texas USA
ahoward@paragonweb.com / www.paragonweb.com
Mike Gordon on wed 9 jan 08
Arnold,
Have you seen the alarm that has wheels attached to it? After it goes
off the first time it rolls off the table and rolls around the room
blasting an alarm. You have to get out of bed to find it and shut it
off! Mike Gordon
On Jan 9, 2008, at 6:25 AM, Arnold Howard wrote:
> My day begins with up to four beeping alarms. My digital
> watch beeps to wake me up. If I don't hear it, then my two
> bedside alarm clocks go off. A few minutes later my watch's
> second alarm beeps.
>
> Sincerely,
>
> Arnold Howard
> Paragon Industries, L.P., Mesquite, Texas USA
> ahoward@paragonweb.com / www.paragonweb.com
>
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pdp1@EARTHLINK.NET on wed 9 jan 08
Hi Arnold,
You should immerse all of them in Water, and, leave them there for a week or
so...add a scoop of ohhhhhhh, 'Sal Amoniac' or Sodium Hydroxide even...any
old fashioned 'Enamel' Bucket would do.
Wake up when you wake up...go to bed when tired.
Easy...
...and a lot quieter too..!
Some years ago my girlfriend was starting to put on some pounds...I said
"Honey, you keep going like that and I will have to get you an 'Osha Back-up
Beeper'...just for my own safety around here!"
She thought that was very amusing...
...and it was!
Love,
Phil
l v
----- Original Message -----
From: "Arnold Howard"
> My day begins with up to four beeping alarms. My digital
> watch beeps to wake me up. If I don't hear it, then my two
> bedside alarm clocks go off. A few minutes later my watch's
> second alarm beeps.
>
> Sincerely,
>
> Arnold Howard
> Paragon Industries, L.P., Mesquite, Texas USA
> ahoward@paragonweb.com / www.paragonweb.com
Marcia Selsor on thu 10 jan 08
Actually, I really prefer silence in the studio as well. I taught for
over 25 years in a college setting. The peace is appreciated.
My biggest problem is I know all the birds outside my studio. If I
hear a strange one, I am prompted to search it out.
The birds in South Texas are very exotic. My favorites are Green Jays,
Alta Mira Oriels, Chachalackas, Mexican Titmice, Black-bellied
Whistling Ducks
and Golden-lobed Woodpeckers.
I will probably get over it after a while. It is still new to me.
Marcia
Marcia Selsor
http://marciaselsor.com
On Jan 9, 2008, at 10:40 PM, Fredrick Paget wrote:
> Back in the days long ago when I was a working engineer at Sylvania
> and finaly got promoted to the top of the heap and had my own lab and
> private office I strictly enforced a no radio "on" rule when I was
> working in the lab. The 3 or 4 techs and couple of engineers in there
> sometimes compained or even turned on a radio when I was not there
> and I told them to turn it off, "we are paid to think not to be
> hypnotized by sweet music" or the other kind.
> When I retired they gave me a party that was a"roast" and I heard a
> lot about that policy!
> Fred
> --
> Twin Dragon Studio
> Mill Valley, CA, USA
Lee Love on thu 10 jan 08
On 1/10/08, Fredrick Paget wrote:
> When I retired they gave me a party that was a"roast" and I heard a
> lot about that policy!
A communal studio is not like a private studio. While I never
play music off of head phones when any one else is in a community
studio, I sometimes listen to something in my private studio.
At my friends studio in Mashiko, who I met at Northern Clay
Center, he had satellite radio piped into the three studios that made
up his pottery complex. He had a tuner with a timer on it and
arranged different kinds of music, mixed with quiet time, that changed
according to the time of day. He was real creative about it.
Don't most creative people enjoy music?
--
Lee in Mashiko, Japan
http://groups.google.com/group/ClayCraft
"Men are born ignorant, not stupid. They are made stupid by
education." -- Bertrand Russell
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