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I’m here for the…er, reading group.
What reading group?
Er, is there anybody in the gallery right now?
Nope.
Nevermind then.
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If a tree falls down in the forest and nobody was around to hear it, did it make a sound?
If a student was late to a study session and nobody was around to mark attendance, was the student late?
First study session at cca. I said around 2 to 5. But it’s publicised as 2 to 5 pm and so i’m running late.
Gary, my husband, is going to study with me today. We are rushing over from his parents place in Serangoon as I am typing this. She cooked lunch and made bandung jelly which we tabao for dessert. So yums.
But we’re running late.
Technically it doesn't matter right, it’s a self study thing just go and study by yourself. But maybe there'll be walk-ins. And maybe they’re expecting something.
I can’t anticipate anything, just have to respond spontaneously. So it’s like we’re running late, for an appointment with possibly nobody. If it was really chill then I wouldn’t be ganjiong. If I had the appointment with myself I would have ate the jelly at our parents home. This is some function of self discipline vs obligations or what?
Another joiner registered today. I wonder if there'll be walk ins. Maybe some picked up from the cca social media publicity. It’s very good! See my instagram for repost.
Hyesu and Nelson will come at 3 pm today they say. I wonder what they are studying. I brought my presentation of self book but I may read the books at cca.
This morning I also updated my ig feed and fbs. Lots of typo but I feel ok cos can edit later. I feel most nervous about emails nowadays. Cannot edit after sending.
Late is late cannot reverse time and edit and not be late. But then again. Late for what? Late is the opposite of planning ahead maybe?
Thought of how to be hardworking and relaxed. It’s what my calligraphy teacher said to do. Don’t be open to doing something infinitely. But just do it a few times, limiting it, and then mindfully and purposefully.
I probably shouldn't write infinitely, using infinite words, going on and on. And infinite time to do so because I have other things to do.
So. Limit my time and improve efficiency. So that’s why I wrote fiction in the past. Flash fiction zoom zoom. Layers of meaning and ambiguity embedded without elaboration.
Thanks to my friends M, J, and P whom I met last night and reminded me in their ways. Thanks for the opportunity to share ideas that remind me of ideas.
But it’s also thanks to this infinite blog writing. And zoom zoom notes. That reconnect some loose nerves.
Anyway somethings are important to remember and others to forget. The problem is I always mix it up.
What are things important to remember and thus promulgated? And disseminated? What about life and what about art?
I read the preface of a wen zhengming calligraphy manual this morning.
I wrote a story about fish just now! My first piece of fiction in years! Hurray!
I am supposed to go for yin yoga class on Saturday and I always feel too lazy to go and I wanted to message the group and say I lack the motivation but then I don’t want to spread the negativity.
Anyway I went. Today.
Relevance is that this indie study thing is quite similar to yin yoga. Looks like low key but actually internally it is very high key. Lots of micro movement.
Just the awareness that your knee is moving up and down and where you are placing your weight - pressing against the ball of the foot or whatever. Breathing in and out. Mindfulness or awareness or whatever you wanna call it.
Studying is studying but if you’re aware of your studying then it’s thinking at another level.
There was a fish who was sick and was told it needed to drink water to get well. It didn't understand what was water and didn’t know where to get it and so it didnt get any and remained sick.
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There was a fish that lived in the sea that was sick. It was told that it needed to drink non-salty water to get well. It didn’t understand what was water, and didn’t know what was salty, and where to get non-salty water and so it didn’t get any and remained sick.
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There was a sea that lived in the ocean that was sick, it was told that it needed to drink non-salty water to get well. It didn't understand what was getting well, nor why it was sick, and so didn’t get any, and remained sick.
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There was an ocean that was sick. And it was told that it needed to go to land to get well. Although the ocean understand what was sick, and it wanted to go to land, but it wondered how can an ocean go to land? It tried but it would roll into the seas and forget.
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There was a fish that lived in a sea that was sick, it was told it needed to drink freshwater to get well. It didn’t know anything so it asked around. They said he could get freshwater if it followed the salmons. What are salmons? Are you salmon? The fish asked a salmon. Then salmon did not know what are salmons too. Actually the fish who was told it was sick was also a salmon.
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That was a salmon that was sick. It was told it needed to become a salmon to get well. Who told the salmon this? But the salmon was already a salmon. What does it mean, to become a salmon?
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There was a sickness that was sick. It was told it needed to become wellness to become well. But if it become wellness it will not be sickness anymore. So the sickness remained sick.
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There was a sickness that was sick. It was told to drink water to get well. It took the advice and drank some water but it didn’t get well.
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There was a fish who was sick and was told to drink water to become not sick. So it drank all the water it could drink, and then it could no longer swim because there was no water to swim in. And it couldnt breathe because there was no water to breathe in. Then the fish didn’t remain sick.
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There was a fish who was sick and was told it needed to drink water to get well. It didn't understand what was water and didn’t know where to get it and so it didn’t get any and remained sick.
The essay thing I wrote on 30 Aug 2019.
http://www.meekfreak.com/about-indie-studies
There are a couple more of new joiners, I don’t remember the last update prior to this but I updated the list in the invitation yesterday with the permitted profiles. Talked with Saiful about the openness of this project and then everybody’s role. Had also chatted briefly with Ahdini… and maybe some others.
I reflected and revealed that I’m surprised by the group dynamics. Admittedly, I knew all of the collaborators, several quite very well, until yesterday when two people I don’t know from before signed up. But put all these people I know together, the group dynamics changed and people are less outgoing than I had thought and this was a surprise and point of reflection for me. The awkwardness, how much I hope for people to interact or not…
I was asked if I should set a goal for the initiative or if I’m to facilitate more interaction or whatever is it. But I am mindful that the invitation was for collaborators and not participants so I try to let it be.
I have trouble of my own too, here I am, I’m trying to steer my life my practice and remember what it is that I like to do with my life and what I like to study if I have the choice to do whatever it is that I want to do, and if I don’t remember, I try to do whatever and see if it fits, and I am looking for something to do for myself. In indie studies, maybe I’m looking for people who are also trying to do this together with, not to write a story together, but to self-study together. If there’s anything I’m hoping for is that the collaborators find their own story to write, and be authentic and full of individuality and we become a group of people with the commonality of enjoying our own authenticity and individuality and differences and complexities. Why hope for that? It’s this hope that is helpful to me, in my quest.
Lynx wrote a note: https://www.facebook.com/notes/interdependent-studies/contact-1/664633534017884/ I enjoyed reading it very much.
The admission is, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being passive doing things because I get myself into situations whereby I don’t have “choice” and I’m reading the books I’m told to read and my life gets sliced up and a culmulation of being part of others’ narrative. I was talking with a friend “I”, about indie studies and studying with institutions, and how institutions look at alumnus, graduations, as if we are books passing through, and maybe if we became “successful” then we might be included to their “libraries” and “list” of “notable” alumni and their legacy, otherwise then we’re forgotten and become what? This is what is publicised in the media and mainstream. But I must also remember that… as i work out my CV, that these institutions are also books in the tiny library or maybe just a book shelf that is my life. Institutions, teachers, people I speak with, friends, and experiences… and action.
In my own limited ways, I have some freedom to choose. At least between action or inaction. I’m fortunate, not everybody in the world can sit around idle and think about things like this. I know. But there’s freedom to choose, choose to smile or frown, choose to open my eyes or close my eyes, choose to breathe or die.
In indie studies, nobody really cares, nobody marks attendance, there’s no prize or report card or standard validation by others. At least not yet. If I don’t study for this one month, just sleep, watch netflix, get drunk, nobody will care and it’ll be over. If I study a lot this one month and write a hundred thousand words about my self-reflections and find my raison detre and become a nun today and disrobe tomorrow and go to brazil eat chocolate look for the girl in ipanema and fight the burning amazon and come home and learn how to make hainanese chicken rice… the month will be over too. Nobody will know if I stop writing about it. I can just don’t put up this blog lah. Make it private. This is just one blog in the gazillion blogs out there. It’s inconsequential, really in the grander scale of things.
Lots of people spend lots of months, or even their lives like this. I’ve spent a lot of months carelessly. years. Decades.
At the end, the month or year or life is over, and it’s too late to say oh, I could have done something? I could have done something else, yes, but I’d have also done something by doing nothing.
The question i’m asking is what’s this something else. And if all I do in the end is this “questioning” then I still think that it’s better than “doing nothing” or “waiting” or “not questioning”. But the hope is of course that this questioning will lead to something else. “trying” at least.
Trying to do something is different from imagining to do something.
Like how I was truly unable to imagine the group dynamics, and what will happen with this project, this “in(ter)dependent studies”, this “in(ter)depending” or “in(ter)dependence”.
ST slapped me twice on my lap and reminded me how fortunate and blessed I am and I am. Aren’t you? We choose to be responsible and we choose our values too. Not everybody will do the same in your position. So, you have two kids you need to feed? You choose not to abandon them. There are people who do. You choose not to end your life the next minute. You choose not to let go.
One of the dearest persons to me ever did. She let go. She chose not to live on for another day.
We choose to choose, we choose to not choose.
If you can understand and agree with these, then welcome to the point of no return. If you don’t agree, then tell me why, and help me turn back, please. Or help me choose to turn my back.
Was sort of reminded of the issue of the institutional copyright thing - like how a research thesis for a master’s degree programme is copyrighted by the university conducting the programme - and then the student who wrote it can’t just put it around everywhere. Something about it that bothers me quite deeply. Like okay, if it’s an engineering company employing a scientist then the research findings patents whatever of that scientist conducted in the lab of that company belongs to that company. So for a university, whose “product” is research papers then… it belongs to the university? Then the university is a business. But should universities be a business?
There may come a point whereby the copyright rules and regulations and redtape discourages the sharing of ideas, and even the generation of ideas - for fear of violating copyright laws that’s designed for like the patents that might be profitable from the bio-engineering pharmaceutical sensor-drone-radar-high-tech faculty? But what’s the opportunity cost?
Here’s me imagining about an airy fairy idealistic impossible world again.
Images from yesterday at stpi
Went to Takeshi murakami exhibition at STPI with indie student Saiful and another friend. Like a field trip today. Talked about a lot. They are both art teachers, so I thought about teaching art and what kind of class I would like to teach if I were to teach children art. I think some of the most important learning points might be:
Respect art, how and why
How to appreciate art in your own way (Eg colours or content or whatever)
Try your best to do something, how and why
How to transfer these skills to life
I really believe that learning about art can improve quality of life. I'm serious.
Was too tired last night and decided to rest instead of writing. Been sleeping late because of this journaling and it messes up the morning and subsequent routine.
Went for shufa (Chinese Calligraphy) class last evening and got a hint of what might be, how to be, hardworking but relaxed. I seldom talk about my calligraphy classes on Wednesday nights but i’ve been attending it quite consistently for the past 10 years barring two half year breaks in between. I’m not even the longest attending student in a way. Most of them are not in the “arts”, by their profession, but their interests in learning it is also not quite casual is it? Almost every Wednesday for the past numbers of years. Commitment is cumulative and not professed.
Anyway, my teacher told me not to practice the characters many times, unmindfully - that will detract me from learning the intricacies of the brushwork, and that I should be paying attention to. I was stubborn in a way for the past few weeks and then yesterday I stopped it and wake up my idea and listened to her advice and then limited myself to practice each character only three times. Because I only have three chances to get it right, I really wrote more slowly and attentively to the brushwork. Because I only have three chances to get it right, it mattered more, and so my brushwork improved. And so, the lessons are:
don’t just work hard, work mindfully.
time and opportunities - these are limited, so spend them mindfully.
I always risk sounding like I’m writing some airy fairy bullshit when I put them like that. But maybe these kind of things also have to be experienced and known. Knowing something is more than just understanding it logically. knowing is knowing and understanding is sometimes a step towards knowing. Another piece of airy-fairy bullshit.
But let’s put it this way. You know what’s your name right? You know how the sky is blue how clouds in the sky looks like. You understand how clouds are formed - all that evaporation, condensation thing - but knowing is like you can feel it with your mind and heart and even the tense ball of muscle knots on your right shoulder. Understanding is a cognitive thing. Alright maybe knowing and understanding is not the right words to use either. But the important thing I’m getting at is the difference in the levels of getting something. You may not understand my rambling bullshit here, but I trust that you know what I’m getting at here, if you know such things.
Anyway, all these relates to how it’s often said by people who learn calligraphy that you can’t just learn it without a teacher guiding you. This is controversial if we consider it according to the discussions of Ivan Illich and Jacques Ranciere and all that emancipation talk, but then again, not really controversial if we review historical records and art history etc etc. This ancient art form is has always been practiced by people who had teachers. That’s why the idea of lineage can be quite important.
Don’t come arguing that it’s such an archaic Chinese thing, or a boring issue related to craftsmanship etc etc. Would you tell me it’s unimportant in western academia? How much more impressive or esteemed is it for one to have a degree from a prestigious Harvard or Cambridge or Princeton or whatever? How “important” is it for people to have impressive or esteemed supervisors for their PhD theses whatever? Let’s be honest, this idea of “lineage” is as old and relevant as ones family name okay. This is relevant to the discussions in my masters’ course as well, with the lecturers.
But lineage is not the only thing that’s important. The thing is, people often have the believe that the Chinese or craftsman way is very unquestioning. I had a discussion with C, a pretty senior artist, on this matter some time before, and he reminded me that it’s always important to be critical, and to reflect if my teachers encourage me to be critical of them.
I thought about it seriously and I got back to him sometime later that yeah. Actually all my teachers know that I have an independent mind, although I don’t always show it overtly, and I don’t always talk back in class, and when I do, it may frustrate them, as is natural and human, so I don’t always talk back. But they know it in my action or inaction. They say do this and that and I do it or not, and continue to do it or not, by my choice. Test it for myself.
That’s also what my meditation teacher say, don’t just follow instructions, challenge them and test them for yourself, then decide for yourself. But don’t challenge without testing because then I won’t be fair, or follow without challenging because then I won’t be fair either.
So they’re frustrated by my contrarian ways, does that mean they stultify me? I’ve discussed this with my teachers as well, and I told them and discussed with them this analogy, that teachers are like books, reference books or what, one just consult with them, and then get some idea to go here and there, and then the choice is still one’s own to follow or not.
Viewed this way, emancipation or stultification or not is not the choice of the teacher or the matter of teaching method or whatever, but the matter and choice of the student. It’s always been this way.
The problem comes when the student is tired and susceptible and trusts the teacher and allows themselves to be stultified.
Coming back to the issue of Chinese calligraphy and the popular saying that this is something that “cannot be self-taught”. In the past month and yesterday, I begin to understand why as well, because a teacher is a mirror and a compass. Sure you can climb mount Everest without a guide, or a sherpa, or even without a map or a compass. But it doesn’t mean that you definitely can conquer mount Everest with ten guides, ten sherpas, hundreds of maps or two hundred compasses, either, and so one’s role and effort must not be neglected. But we must imagine that one’s chances of climbing Everest improves significantly with a couple of good guides and good sherpas who are experienced etc etc.
Some of us are lucky to meet good teachers, what are good teachers? a good teacher for me may not be a good teacher for you. This is quite completely subjective, given our background, our preferences, our learning mode, and range of “frequency”. Gotta find teachers that kind of match our frequency, but at the same time, expand it. Anyway, I’ve come across quite a few good teachers in life, so I’m very very fortunate in this sense, and they’ve encouraged my love for studying, self-studying, and accelerated my self-development.
I’ve also come across some bad teachers, who I say bad, because of my subjective criteria and assessment of their methods - which is fodder for another day - but they’ve also taught me something.
Happy teachers’ day.
It’s a sign
is okay unless it’s like being a dog chasing its own tail. which is okay if that’s what the dog wants to do with its life. I guess? I’ve asked myself a similar question earlier today and concluded that I’ve passed a point of no return… or at least no immediate return.
Met a friend for lunch today and discussed our different artistic approaches. We each have to keep doing our own thing. Discussed a bit about this interdie studies things. He wonders if the boundaries should be set tighter, but I guess that’s also one of the questions that the work raises.
Went to the library to read - wish I brought a computer to take notes and reflections so I don’t have to type anything from scratch now. Anyway did a post on my phone to file some pictures.
Had the book printed and it costed over 11 something dollars. 2 page to 1 A4, mistake because the font sizes are too small, so strained my eyes a bit. Still, it’s faster than reading soft copy. And can make notes and underline things and flip fro and back and think.
Finished chapter 1. Okay. Applying the many ideas to indie studies make me tire quickly. Eg on its discussion on the inconsistencies of social definition of impersonation. Seems more okay for someone to pretend to be “disesteemed, non-crucial, profane status”, like a hobo, but not someone to pretend to be a “someone of sacred status” like a doctor. I wonder if “artist” is esteemed or disesteemed? I wonder if “hard-working student” or “clever/smart person” is esteemed or disesteemed. depends on the society that is defining it isn’t it? A “phd student” is esteemed, and a “lazy, but smart phd student” is even more than a “uptight phd student”. how about a “hobo student”? a hardworking uptight hobo student is more esteemed than a lazy hobo student. but a uptight phd student is more esteemed than a uptight hobo student?
and then is a hardworking uptight artist more esteemed than a lazy boho artist or not? no, the comparison for hardworking is lazy, uptight is relaxed, and boho should be a… gallery representation or institutional recognition?
Came out of my library and put my phone out on dnd and then saw that cca tagged me on ig but i haven’t updated my ig feed in one year although I had planned to as previously posted, and so I went to do it quickly finally. I wish I had an IT department to go to. Wait, I do. Just that I am my own IT department and I suck. There’s just so much admin to do. Yet it’s not just admin, is it.
The work that I published on Ig, following the one year centering the margin poster post > yes it was so mafan (troublesome) to post that I put it off for one year. there were 11 paintings and photos and captions and… okay anyway it’s done, i put it up on my website now also. okay. it’s done. It’s a collaborative work as well, back then, and I had forgotten the blurb liner and then, I pulled it out and then I realise how conceptually related that and this project is. It’s a good thing that I’m just consistently curious about the same things unconsciously.
And I recall the ups and downs of the collaboration, and one important difference is that this project is open ended, unlike the previous one where we had to come up with something to exhibit within that short amount of time, and hence more about the tangible outcome than the process. Even if this project just ends and nobody achieves any tangible thing that’s also okay no stress. We’re just studying together, each has personal reasons for taking part. I didn’t even ask people what were their reasons.
Planning can be planned but not everything can be planned. I imagined that the hierarchy would be flat and I wouldn’t care much. But I quickly realised that the hierarchy cannot be flat because I am the initiator, and I am the only person who knows everybody. I could have cared less as I planned. But I underestimated how neurotic I am when I lack sleep, and how responsible I would feel, and that this project will have an extension into my social media engagement whatever, so that’s like a big hmm, that can only be realised upon experiencing and reflecting and well, processing?
So, there’s a lot of admin to do. I have to update Isaac’s profile and Ratna doesn’t have a profile, although they are both registered and added to the groups, now there’s more and more things to update. But I guess if I want to learn to relax then I must get used to these awkwardnesses of work piling up.
So I think it comes down to what is it that I myself esteem, that sets the developmental goal. relaxed over uptight yes. but also hardworking/responsible and not lazy. How to be hardworking but also relaxed? Hardworking and responsibility are different things. maybe I should at least de-prioritize being overly-responsible, especially to others. hardworkingness comes from existential fear of time running out, you know? but relaxness comes from not caring if time runs out? Ah… this goes back to the conclusion for the essay that I was supposed to upload on day 1 but I didn’t have time to edit in the inputs.
If I didn’t care then I would have just put up on day 1 without checking, but it’s that responsibility thing again. It comes from what? From my family culture I think, but what’s driving it. Some kind of of “hardwire”? It’s probably the same old confucian x daoist conundrum. I am worried about being too honest now.
The chapter ends with some suggestions on honest and dishonest performances.
I want to go and rest and watch the Dark Crystal. I have another post in my head about the Skeksis x the text regarding “secret consumption” but I want to go and rest now. The Skeksis scare me. But I also scare myself.
Tomorrow I’m going to take a break from thinking in these circles and study something else. I think I self-studied/worked for 2+3+1+4= 10 hours? no no. less. was doing some other work. There’s also another piece of reflection on time and tangible output that I had wanted to unpack. :( this should be prioritised perhaps?
Reminder to self to possibly return to these
Performance x expressive control x art x Simone de Beauvoir
Art as expression / tangible physical manifestation of performance
X existentialism?
Reflected on my mode of engagement and got worried as received feedback from some. I didnt mean to be emo but it came across wrongly.
Gave a thought about responsibilities too. As much as I want to flatten the hierarchy I cannot because I was the initiator. I know everyone who is in the self-study group. Two more joined today.
Read a bit. And also was pointed to a book to read for fun but I realised yes it is also about performance and engagement.
So tired. Won’t recount my day in detail. Am falling asleep.
Updated the invitation
Some interesting minor details you go and spot the differences yourself
added the new profile
Updated my own website explaining the work etc etc
Learned and practised a few skills and thought about the words “读书“ in chinese meaning to read or to study and what’s the difference. no answer.
Watched Netflix the dark crystal jim henson thing
Wished i printed out the erving thing.
Hours spent “studying”: 9.30? to 1.00. then 3 to 5. 6 to 6.30. then 9.30 to 12.30 (now). = ?? 9.0 hours?
Busy day tomorrow also. hope i can get as many hours. need to acc my mother for a medical thing.
Another person registered today. Actually everyday I will send out a few new invites. Sometimes people reply a polite thanks and then sometimes people don’t reply. Anyway this new member did and joined us. Will be adding him to the Whatsapp groupchat soon after I draft the following message to spam the group at one shot.
Dear all, today is, almost was the first day of In(ter)dependent studies. So, did you get to study anything today? How did you feel about the relative silence of the group? Jessie messaged me today to ask me about the google calendar. I asked her to check with Lynx as it was his suggestion, or with the group. then she got busy and couldn’t attend to it.
For me, I reflected on the relative silence of the groupchat, and I wondered if I’m “expected” to do something about it and how it made me feel. I thought about what was set out in the invitation, and don’t think it’s reasonably “expected” of me. I decided that I’m also going to be as in/active as I want to as well. It’s about finding the balance, for me - as in the balanced level of engagement.
I set up the facebook group and this groupchat but it’s really for us to use and for you to use to engage with each other as you would like it. As it pleases me to send this message on the first day. I’m going to follow this with a few quotes of the thing i’m reading. What did you read or study if you did? What did you think about, if you didn’t?
Meanwhile, I put my personal reflections in this journal (meekfreak.com/indiestudiesblog). Are you going to document this period of studies in your own way too? Will you share with the group? Why did you decide to register for the group? Are you curious to know about answers? Do you have questions of your own? Why would/you not raise them? Would you introduce yourself?
Damn shit this is going to read like one damn long Whatsapp spam message and then will it sound like some emo blackmail from an ex-girlfriend blasting from the past? hahaha.
Let’s try again.
Welcome to Junwee for taking part in this collaborative. We don’t know what’s going to happen yet.
Dear all, today is, almost was the first day of In(ter)dependent studies. So, did you get to study anything today?
How do you feel about the relative “silence” of the group today? Jessie messaged me aside to ask me about the google calendar. I asked her to check with Lynx as it was his suggestion, or with the group. then she got busy and couldn’t attend to it. So do you think it is going to be used? I set it up, and the facebook group and this groupchat but it’s really for you and us to activate and for you to use to engage with each other as you would like it. Will you/we use it?
I put my personal reflections in this journal (meekfreak.com/indiestudiesblog) as I don’t want to spam our spaces with too much of my own stuff. Are you going to document this study period in your own way too? Will you share them with the group? Why?
For me the silence is quite awkward. I thought about asking you all to do a round of self-introduction, to sort of “break the ice” but I thought it’s more important for me to reflect on why I find it awkward? and that I should practice enjoying this kind of awkwardness, so much so that I’m raising it now to make it even more awkward. lol.
How is this group and project going to work for you? How are you going to make them work for you?
Anyway this is just the first day of the first week. The idea is to self-study anywhere and anything. I’m probably overthinking as usual. I’m going to share a few screenshots of what I was reading.
(Also let me know if you object to being mentioned on my journal etc etc.)
Everything is so meta and reflective that makes me very tired. Just a group chat what. Then nobody reply for a long time until J and K did. Then I didn’t take them for granted and thanked them for replying and wonder if I am engendering replying and engagement but it’s ok probably because i’m also just responding naturally? What are the others thinking reading our msgs and exchanges? Do I care? Should I care? I am curious but there are other things to think about.
Non-action is also an action. Just like how not duchamps toilet bowl was initially rejected… was it rejected? Zzz.
There are also others who didn’t formally sign up but are studying together. A friend said she’s going to read for an hour as today is the first day of indie studies.
I feel like I should post things on the social media but I don’t feel like also, so what. This blog or journal (I changed its title last night) is good for me, as I have control. I shared its add with two people last night. And each time I post something the blog will prompt me to share it on social media. Actually it’s not going to change the world if I post it to SM today or next year. Any real change is to my perspective. Sounds ironic, but… This is rooted in Descartes and phenomenology and Daoism and Buddhism all those. I change my perspective about the world then I will change my world. Which is the only world I can change I guess? Or at least the world I should prioritise changing before others. It’s not being selfish to be responsible to myself first. I must rmemeber this.
Thanks for my friend for sharing a learning opportunity with me this morning about rafflesias and mango trees.
I am also reading Thich Nhat Hanh, The art of living.
