Sunday, October 25, 2009

Beauty

How often do we fail to appreciate beauty because we are hurried, because we are in a normal or mundane setting, or because we are simply unaware?
I found the following account interesting:

"Gene Weingarten of The Washington Post won a Pulitzer Prize in 2007 for the following experiment:

Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning. A man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes.

During that time almost 2000 people passed through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle-aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.



4 minutes later:
T
he violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while.. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a Stradivarius violin valued at $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the price of seats averaged $100.

This is a true story.

Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about
perception, taste and people's priorities.. The questions raised: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made...
what else are we missing?
"

Hangin' with the Homeboys at the Y

As Jared wrote in his application essay to BYU, going to Provo/BYU for him, and me, is like the salmons' instinctive return to their natal stream. :) I can't really explain what it is. But I get a happy, nostalgic feeling whenever I'm there. I guess, in my mind, it is an idealized place from my childhood that brings back those happy feelings when I return. So - I love that Jared and Ben are at BYU and the opportunities I get to be with them, there.
I've never hiked the Y, and Jared agreed to do it with me early on a Saturday. Ben preferred, understandably, to stay in bed on the one morning that he could, so we met up with him later. The mountain was covered in orange leaves. (Provo is the prettiest place in the fall!!) And it was a beautiful view of the valley from the Y.

Jared took this picture of me leaning backwards as far as I could while standing on the Y, and turned the camera. It turned out kind of interesting.
Below: the famed cookies and cream milk from the creamery that Ben told me about. Yes, it was pretty good.
The original idea was to pose with the bottles on their heads. . . . but we couldn't get them to stay on long enough, on both of them, to take a picture. So this was pose #2.
A brief visit to good ol' Monte L. Bean: Jared was wearing a grey shirt, grey pants and . . . grey shoes. So naturally, we had to go there so we could take a picture of him by the elephant. But first, Ben demonstrated his ostrich likeness for us.
Jared: the elephant. I couldn't stop laughing.
Me: I'll just be a giant clam, okay?

Thanks for letting me hang out with you guys!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Where I pass my days. . .




Al my pal


I love General Conference. And I love being downtown and being a part of it. No one really wanted to go, but Alex consented. We had a fun time standing in a standby line (okay, kind of a painful time) under the awnings of the Conference Center for about 45 minutes, watching the rain fall. But it was worth it and we had a fun time together. Thanks, Al. :)

Twinners



Since Carlos died, my parents have so kindly been letting me use the blue Geo - coincidently the same car that Shellie has. :)