A reading list should awaken children to the great classics, on whose cultural foundation the modern literary firmament was built.
My new favorite thinker in the Intellectual Dark Web is Sean Carroll. Follow him on YouTube! In his “episode zero” he said something that I related to as a hobbyist artist: Continue reading ““Artists see things more accurately.””
I’ve always loved the double meaning of this saying. You literally see your thoughts reflected back to you when you write them on a piece of paper. Kind of weird, right? Roughly attributed to Stephen King, but paraphrased slightly.
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Answer: There’s no Substitution for Practice.
Today, I was listening to a panel of well-known science communicators and towards the end during the Q&A session, someone asked “I’ve always wanted to be an astronautical engineer, but I’m horrible at math. I’ve got lots of passion. Can this dream ever be a reality, and where do I start?” Continue reading ““I’m bad at math.””
Today I broke out a harp music book in front of my kid for the first time since I started reading books to him. It’s been a while since I played from a music book, I’m not gonna lie. Since he’s been born, I’ve been busy with reading guitar and ukulele chords/tabs because they’re way easier, and also a lot of fun. (By the way, for those that aren’t in the “harp club”, harp music looks almost the same as piano music. There’s a treble clef and a bass clef with “golf club” notes on a 5-lined staff.) I’ve never been particularly gifted at reading music, because I generally prefer learning tunes by ear. Continue reading “Teaching Toddlers Music”
I liked Billy Joels song “Shades of Greay” when I was little. Like, age 8. I had great taste in music, what can I say? Back then I just liked it for its groove, but these days… wow. It has quite another meaning that I relate to only too well.
Please enjoy “Shades of Grey” by Billy Joel. Lyrics below for your convenience. Continue reading “Shades of Grey”
My pilgrammage to Ireland for the Brian Boru Harp.
So of course, a most exciting thing happened right away in 2007–I was headed to Ireland! I remember being pretty scared about going, but my brother chimed in with words of encouragement: “I’m jealous like a motherfucker that you get to live in the motherland.” Continue reading “2007 – Age 22”