Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label culture. Show all posts
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Thinking on Southern Culture
Morning. Thinking about odd, complex things about Southern culture today. The football season has started again and it reminds me of a lot of stuff. When I was young the sports guys ruled big and us thin thinker types didn't have any chance, especially socially. All folks chased the holy grail of being with the marvelous whoop-ti-do athlete. I recall the disgusting bullying, the fiz ed mean souls who mentally cracked the whip on all of us slight guys. It is sad when a culture beats all this toughening up into you. I am ancient now. But deep down the rage lurks...the only thing that helps is religion. Thank you for good souls like Joel Osteen of Houston. I remember when I was about 13 I learned how to use my vocabulary to slight the ugly male and female sports bullies and to make them on edge. Their rejection of thinkers and unique souls may some day come back to haunt them, especially when they get older and the horrors of disease start hitting hard. I know this set of words is negative but I grow so tired of the disgusting rejections that have hit hard for so many decades. Please, let us have a glimmer of hope.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Exciting JapanFest is Saturday, Sunday
JapanFest starts up this Saturday morning. The big event will be Saturday, 9-19 and Sunday, 9-20 at the Gwinnett Convention Center, 6400 Sugarloaf Parkway. All kinds of super cultural experiences, great dance performances, martial arts and many fun things for the whole family to enjoy. It is grand for the good people of the South to get this marvelous look into the unusual culture of the people of Japan.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Grand art of Okinawa, Hopper, Warhol
A little special recipe of sweet culture shock produces delightful electric thrusts in one's brain waves. I used to enjoy seeing the old masters paintings in the museums but then a little later in my life I found myself jumping for joy kind of like listening to early Basie. My joy came about because I got in the know about very brilliantly simplistic artists like the strange genius, the soul known as Edward Hopper. His works possess a sensitive tone that are infused with the vigorous machinations of a very sleek sense of mystery. Then of course there is the clever iconoclast of American art the man named Andy Warhol. Just studying one of his rather regular guy kind of art works can of course refresh the human mind. Culture is such a blend of crafty ideas as well as incredibly depth-filled hours of just looking at all the wondrous stuff. Once in a while I go off into the massive ocean that is the culture of the Japanese. It is so fantastic when one experiences the thrill of seeing the folk dances of Nippon. Of course a huge favorite is seeing the tremendous cultural delights of the Ryukyuan people, those dances are so unusual and full of human interest. It is great this sleek pastiche of grand works coming from Okinawa, in other words the main island of the Ryukyuan archipelago. This fine island is now part of Japan. What a glorious cocktail it is, this grand modern libation that is contemporary culture.
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Nice Writing
THE GOOD terse writing of Ernest Hemingway is a real joy. He does not use too many adjectives. His 'Torrents' is a fine tome.