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3/02/2009

Contempt for the not so perfect or rising like a Phoenix from the Ashes…


The Swedish journalist Dan Josefsson writes in the article "’Debatt’ ska inte bygga på verbalt underhållningsvåld” or ”Debate shall not be built on verbal warnography” about:

“The knotty problem is how you make as many people as possible interested in watching a [TV-] programme not built on verbal warnography or populist contempt for knowledge and where the guests are treated with respect even if they aren’t communicating with cogent one-liners.”

This triggered other thoughts on a more personal level (as a one that works a lot and thus have limited time polishing my expressions up and am one who studied English a long time ago, but want to express things and share it with friends over the world who aren't Swedish speaking):

Yes, people have the right to express themselves with the language and the words they have - even if it isn’t perfect! Or even if they don't express themselves as well as a Nobel prize winner.

How many people haven’t become silenced when it comes to expressing themselves in both written and spoken words? Maybe in a similar manner as many have become stunted when it comes to music, something I as music teacher and my colleagues have heard many times! Quite ironically.

Something quite horrible especially when it has been shown how important narrating can be!

Maybe people need to become encouraged instead, as I and my colleagues are trying to (I hope) with our students!?

And if you don't get the opportunity to train how can you, or are you supposed to, develop skills in any area, respect?

Is it the belief that you just rise like a Phoenix from the Ashes, from nothing, in a similar way (with the underlying, maybe not conscious belief) as many of us were treated by an impatient parent? With demands on perfection and that the child should manage everything at once? Perfectly and like a grown up (or even better!). Even in cases when the child managed things (way) above average!?

PS. Josefsson also writes about "Black-and-white pictures in the media about the tsunami."

8/04/2008

Being in the here and now…

Some silent thoughts a rainy day (the weather is really lousy)...

I read something in a forum about parents not being present mentally. This made me think… The last couple of days I have had two relatively small kids around me. A cousin’s kids. They have needed a lot of entertainment – and probably attention.

Sometimes I have my siblings’ children around too for a little longer time.

And on top I work with young people in ages ranging from 6 to 20 years since more than 30 years. Unfortunately I have no own kids… But I think I CAN live with it. Have to at least.

I have noticed how difficult in can be for me to engage in playing cards with those kids nearest me!! And to play games.

But at work I have a lot of patience, and have had always had? And thought it has been fun working with young people (mostly).

Do I get enough of this at work?

Suddenly I recalled (once again) that it was the same with my dad; he was very little interested in joining when we played games or cards!! And this made me react, I noticed this as a child.

And when we did something together: for a period we had a hobby-farm and all were engaged in the work there, the kids too. For instance in hay-harvest. Or when we did something else later, as papering the new house mom and dad had built, when we were working in the garden, when dad and mom helped when I (or a sibling) moved from one place/home to another, everything should go so quick! We worked so the till the sweat was dripping, and did what we should in no time at all. In many ways I didn’t have my dad as idol though. Could get very angry and sad at him about this.

I have adopted this style of working (so has my youngest sister, and we usually smile over this trait in us, maybe with a slight sigh) I do things very efficiently – usually!

And I don’t have the patient really to play cards or games with kids!!! Can’t really enjoy it!!!

This is a bit sad… I wish I could much more. Rushing through life?

Occupied with something else? Something unconscious or subconscious?

Mom wasn’t present either a lot of the time, very occupied with having a perfect home, perfectly fixed up, and having a lot of cute kids…

And I haven’t had time yet really to let all impressions and all I have experienced sink in. A cold telling me to slow down?

6/15/2008

The lust and the demons...

[Updated June 26]. From the book about Ingmar Bergman “Lusten och dämonerna” or “The Lust and the Demons”: In many interviews Bergman invited to an interpretation of his work as direct results of his life. With this not said everything is univocally (entydigt) biographic the author Mikael Timm thinks.

Timm writes about different models for interpretation of Bergman’s work (phew! Why not the simple explanation?); the Marxist, the psychoanalytical, the structural, the semiotic… Using any of them one risk missing as much as if one uses the sole biographic method he thinks. Phew again!

When Bergman himself described his own work-method he said he threw the javelin (spjut) first right into the dark and then went to look where it landed. First intuition and then analysis.

The more one penetrate into his work the clearer it becomes that he has had as his starting point something he has observed, either in his own life from very early or in other people’s lives. Bergman said to Timm that he had never made anything up.

A Herbert Grevenius tried to explain why Bergman had a special ability to wake attention among (or compared to) his contemporary:

“Ingmar Bergman who has caused so much commotion (rabalder) the last decade, is now a 34 year old man with many children but is seen by judges (bedömare) as a high school student (gymnasist) in pubertal crisis still. Why? Maybe because he stubbornly writes about the confrontation between the life and the childhood idyll, between young vulnerable people and older in armours and masks, about love and death. The wiser and more careful of them just wrap things up (lindar in saker) a little more or express it a little more complicated. Ingmar has never done that. Even if he could have. But he is too impatient.”

I have thought and am thinking again if it was (or is) acceptable for a woman devoting herself so to her work as Bergman did to his?? And to have 9 children at the same time? Leaving them to the other parent too? Not that this would have been my model…

Women in a similar position would choose not to have any children?

And some have neither a career nor children…

Reading this was a little comforting for me: as the spontaneous, quick, impatient I am in a way! Behind shyness, a certain guardedness? Why I have chosen the work I have? To be allowed expressing things, being spontaneous, alive? Throwing out things first, and then returning watching what I have done (sometimes with blushing cheeks), rewriting, changing...

Addition June 26: See the article “Ingmar Bergman: A morally flawed recluse, but a director touched by genius” by Geoffrey McNab in the Independent July 31, 2007.