Wednesday, July 15, 2009

something substantial?

Maybe you haven't noticed, but I am lacking (slacking?) in substantial writing on this blog. I've been putting up a lot of pictures lately but not felt like writing here (although I've had lots to say on my art history blog). Maybe it's the laziness that comes with summer. I don't know. Anyhow, I thought I'd write down a couple snippets of half-baked thoughts. Hopefully the combination of a few snippets will end up being a substantial post.

I finished reading John Bunyan's The Pilgrim's Progress last month. I'm glad that I read it, especially since this book has been so influential for other works of literature, film, etc. (Case in point: just yesterday I opened a George Eliot novel that alluded to Bunyan's city of Destruction.)

However, I have to admit: some of the conversations between Christian and Hope are really dry and boring. I felt like I got only a few more insights from reading the original book than from the children's version of the story that I read as a girl. My recommendation to others: read the children's version first, and then decide if you want to brave Bunyan's tedious conversations and rather awkward poetry verses in the original story.

I'm still reading The Hemingses of Monticello by Annette Gordon-Reed. It's a pretty dense book (literally and figuratively), so it's taking me a while to get through it. I found out the other week that this book was picked as the 2009 Pulitzer Prize for History. Boy, do I feel current and with-it. That never happens with me in regards to books. I'm always reading something that was published 100+ years ago, or else I think I'm reading a "recent" novel, only to find out that that it was published in the '90s.

Anyhow, this book is really interesting - it revolves around Thomas Jefferson's long-term relationship with Sally Hemings (his slave). I'll have more things to write about this book when it's finished, but I'll just write one thing that has struck me: I never realized that even though some Founding Fathers were abolitionists, they were still racists. Gordon-Reed brings up the example of the Adams family members, who opposed slavery yet were characteristically racist in their 18th century mentality (p. 195-97). For some reason, I guess I assumed that racism and abolition were mutually exclusive, but it makes sense that they aren't.

Another random thought: I couldn't sleep the other night because I was thinking about the Dewey Decimal System. (The strangest thoughts keep me awake at night.) I know that books are placed on the shelf from left to right, in order of the increasing decimal number. I wonder if the left to right order was established because English is read from left to right. But what if the Dewey Decimal System was used in another country where one reads from right to left? Or from top to bottom? Would books be shelved in those directions? Part of me doubts that is/would be the case, but I had a fun time thinking about Chinese libraries with their books shelved from top to bottom. (And then what would those bookcases even look like?)

And my final thought is on male harpists. I realized last night that men don't play the harp. (Does anyone here know a male harpist personally?) Anyhow, I researched male harpists this morning and found out that Harpo Marx got his nickname because he played the harp. He was self-taught and was an amazing jazz harpist. You can see a clip of him playing here:



Pretty fun, huh?

10 comments:

Becky Rose said...

Thanks for all the cool info!

Jon said...

How does one teach oneself to play the harp? I feel pretty confident I could teach myself a foreign language. I can understand how people teach themselves to play the piano, but I can't even make heads or tails just looking at a harp. He must have been a genius.

M said...

Yeah, Jon, it is really impressive! From what I have read/heard/seen on YouTube clips, Harpo Marx was extremely talented. He tuned his harp differently than the standard tuning, since there was no one to teach him how to tune his harp. (He uses his own harp tuning when he played in movies.)

Also, Marx would play the harp with five fingers, which is different from the traditional harp technique, which uses four fingers with the pinky sticking out.

It's pretty phenomenal. I can't vouch for the validity of this Wikipedia entry, but it mentions that Marx hired several instructors to teach him proper technique. However, these instructors were fascinated with Marx's technique and ability; they ended up watching him play more so than correcting Marx's method.

I don't know if I could ever teach myself how to play a harp, either. I've often thought that it would be a cool instrument to play, but I don't know if I have the patience to really learn how to do it.

e said...

Ok, so I'm sorry I haven't been a very good commenter on your art history blog. I've been so busy here (worst excuse, ever ... but SO true) that I haven't read them all. The reason? I seriously cannot read them unless I have time to think about what you say in them. I really have to ponder it over, absorb it, and take it all in.

HOWEVER, I SO wish you were here in DC. Everything I see I want to ask you about and I have probably told my roommate eight million times about "my friend the art historian" (since the roommate is getting a Ph.D in museum studies or something).

About this post though ... I totally understand about odd subjects keeping you up at night. I do that all the time. Sad thing is, I'll think about something for a good week or so, then tell someone what I think, and they are just like, "Uh, you spent days thinking about that?" I say think on!!

M said...

E, I wish I was in DC with you too! You'll have to enjoy everything for me vicariously. And don't worry about commenting on my art history blog - I know that you are super busy. I'm just glad that you have time to blog about your amazing experience of working at the Holocaust Museum!

And I'm glad that I'm not the only one who thinks about bizarre things in the middle of the night...

e said...

Okay, so here's an example of thinking about something late into the night:
I've been thinking about what you said about how you were surprised that the Founding Fathers were racists even though many were anti-slavery. I've actually thought about something similar to that. I am SHOCKED by the people I work with. SO MANY of them (if not all) are some of the least tolerant people I have ever known. In the museum in the break room, they talk and talk and talk about things/people/religions/political influences they can't stand.

I guess I just figured that people who would want to work here, would be huge on tolerance and acceptance.

Boy, was I wrong.

Annette said...

Guess what? I know of a male harpist besides Harpo. My sister Carolyn learned to play the harp from a BYU instructor back in the day - Sheldon Soffer.

M said...

E: In some ways, I think it's the current hip trend to be intolerant and dissatisfied with things, people, etc. I hope that one day society will move past this phase, so that there are more productive things to talk about around the water cooler, in the Green Room, around the dinner table, etc.

And Annette - I had no idea that Carol's harp instructor was male! It's fun to know that there was a male harpist at BYU.

Ashley said...

Since I am a harpist, I've always thought it was funny that there are almost no male harpists. In the harp ensemble at BYU, there actually was one male harpist (Just one, the entire 4 years I played in it) and he always seemed a little strange. I love those video clips of Harpo Marx though, they really are cool! I love the one where we goes on I Love Lucy and plays the harp. Have you seen that one?

joolee said...

ok, i LOVE Harpo and all the Marx brothers. words cannot express my adoration. my family would sit and watch their movies for hours....hilarious.