Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Recommended reading: READYMADE@100: "The Old Fox"
READYMADE@100: "The Old Fox": Marcel Duchamp: a system of paradox in resonance. The man inspires the highest regard (often the love) of those who know him; the pu...
Monday, April 14, 2014
...life...journey...: TONITE IS THE NIGHT...!
...life...journey...: TONITE IS THE NIGHT...!: Just in case you want to know a little on the Moon eclipse to nite, here is some information from The Old Farmers Almanac . I don't ...
TONITE IS THE NIGHT...!
Just in case you want to know a little on the Moon eclipse to nite, here is some information from The Old Farmers Almanac.
I don't know when did I grow to be such a fan of this little old book that I saw how my parents-in-law relied, almost religiously, for their farming life in Carroll County, Maryland. Maybe it's ...nostalgia...?
"The night of April 14–15 offers one of the most spectacular sky gazing sights of this year—a total eclipse of the Moon. When the Earth, Sun, and Moon are in the proper alignment, we are treated to a lunar eclipse."
"A lunar eclipse unfolds slowly over the course of a few hours, so you'll have plenty of time to catch the action. On the night of the eclipse the Moon, in its orbit around the Earth, will first enter the outer portion of the Earth's shadow, the penumbra. This occurs at about 1:20 a.m. Eastern time (ET), 10:20 p.m. Pacific time (PT). Don't expect to see anything dramatic right away. It will take 20-25 minutes before the face of the silvery-white Moon begins to dim to a silver-gray as it moves deeper into the penumbra, and the Earth blocks more and more of the sunlight."
"The actual hue of the reddish coloration varies from one lunar eclipse to another. Sometimes the color is described as that of a copper penny; other times it's more like that of a pumpkin. But why orange and not some other color?"
"Reserve the night of April 14-15 for this wonderful event. If you can't stay up for the entire eclipse, one observing strategy is get some sleep early and set your alarm for shortly before the Moon enters the umbra—say 1:45 a.m. ET (10:45 p.m. PT). You'll miss the early stages of the eclipse but awake in time to watch the Moon undergo its dramatic color change to reddish-orange."
For the curious minds, there is a lot more information in between paragraphs...go to the source! The Old Farmers Almanac. —
The geometry of a lunar eclipse is shown below.
Friday, February 28, 2014
...life...journey...: 2014 Bolivian Spring Residential Retreat – Arts an...
...life...journey...: 2014 Bolivian Spring Residential Retreat – Arts an...: Illimani (Aymara) is the highest mountain in the Cordillera Real (part of the Cordillera Oriental, a subrange of ...
2014 Bolivian Spring Residential Retreat – Arts and Culture
Illimani (Aymara) is the highest mountain in the
Cordillera Real (part
of the Cordillera Oriental, a
subrange of the Andes Mountains) in western Bolivia.
Hosting in ARS.NATURA.UTA - ARTS&CULTURE CENTER
Ars.Natura.Uta is a private arts center where Nature and the Arts merge.
For more information read-on Bolivia 2014 Workshop:
2014 Residential Retreat in La Paz, Bolivia
http://www.blue-journeys.org
Sunday, February 23, 2014
...I was given this book by a lovely lady three years ago...
for Christmas! My guess is that I was not ready to read it. Took it
to Bolivia, for some reason; this past holidays I found it, serendipity I
would love to call it, and had one of the best times reading it.
Although I am at a different stage in my life than Katrina Kenison, the book
gave the pleasure to remember those millions of moments I had with my
family and the simple gifts of the ordinary days of our lives.
I highly recommend this book - http://www.katrinakenison.com/order-now/
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
...life...journey...: Oh, those amazing talking...machines...Last nigh...
...life...journey...: Oh, those amazing talking...machines...
Last nigh...: Oh, those amazing talking...machines... Last night I was packing my BiG suitcase, as I do always the night...(better say, morning) while t...
Oh, those amazing talking...machines...
Last night I was packing my BiG suitcase, as I do always the night...(better say, morning) while trying to communicate with AA.com, through my cell phone, from La Paz, Bolivia to their eight hundred number.
I had received an e-mail, about 8+pm, announcing that my flight, Miami-DCA, had been cancelled because of the bad weather up North.
My frustration kept raising by the second in the middle of the early hours of this morning. When I finally got an English speaking human voice I rushed to explain my situation (I did not want to spend the night at the big, and I mean, BIG International Airport in Miami, until I could get home, sometime after the announced storm in the Washington DC area ). Finally, a sweet soft voice said she would see if I could change my reservations for another day before the weekend... I could get home after the storm.
...
I stopped breathing, I tried not to move my head, my arm, my position, so I would not loose the signal in my cell...waited a few seconds, seemed hours, until I realized I lost the connection completely... My credit in the phone was gone!
It is amazing how we depend on these little machines that DO everything for us, I wonder sometimes if these thinner-and-lighter-every-year little robots could bring someday my shoes like a loyal valet or even cook my dinner! How we cling and depend on them...yet at crucial, important moments, they die! They stay in front of you totally inert, useless, little hideous monsters that do nothing for you when you need them most. Yet somedays they can change our life from one moment to another; our whole disposition and outlook on a particular moment, they give us hope when feeling alone, change our character, the whole disposition towards life, with only a voice at the other end or music into your ears.
Maybe all this writing is a gross exaggeration on the need and dependance we place on the whole tech advances we have these days; we are always complaining about how much we depend and need them, while reaching to use them, not thinking that these are our times, the XXI century and the fact that we can be in the middle of nowhere, high above mountains and altitudes where we have to gasp for air and yet we can reach our families, friends, emergency services as long as we have a good connection, enough MBs and fresh batteries in our love/hate small systems of communications around the Globe.
Last night I was packing my BiG suitcase, as I do always the night...(better say, morning) while trying to communicate with AA.com, through my cell phone, from La Paz, Bolivia to their eight hundred number.
I had received an e-mail, about 8+pm, announcing that my flight, Miami-DCA, had been cancelled because of the bad weather up North.
My frustration kept raising by the second in the middle of the early hours of this morning. When I finally got an English speaking human voice I rushed to explain my situation (I did not want to spend the night at the big, and I mean, BIG International Airport in Miami, until I could get home, sometime after the announced storm in the Washington DC area ). Finally, a sweet soft voice said she would see if I could change my reservations for another day before the weekend... I could get home after the storm.
...
I stopped breathing, I tried not to move my head, my arm, my position, so I would not loose the signal in my cell...waited a few seconds, seemed hours, until I realized I lost the connection completely... My credit in the phone was gone!
It is amazing how we depend on these little machines that DO everything for us, I wonder sometimes if these thinner-and-lighter-every-year little robots could bring someday my shoes like a loyal valet or even cook my dinner! How we cling and depend on them...yet at crucial, important moments, they die! They stay in front of you totally inert, useless, little hideous monsters that do nothing for you when you need them most. Yet somedays they can change our life from one moment to another; our whole disposition and outlook on a particular moment, they give us hope when feeling alone, change our character, the whole disposition towards life, with only a voice at the other end or music into your ears.
Maybe all this writing is a gross exaggeration on the need and dependance we place on the whole tech advances we have these days; we are always complaining about how much we depend and need them, while reaching to use them, not thinking that these are our times, the XXI century and the fact that we can be in the middle of nowhere, high above mountains and altitudes where we have to gasp for air and yet we can reach our families, friends, emergency services as long as we have a good connection, enough MBs and fresh batteries in our love/hate small systems of communications around the Globe.
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