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Quantitave Contemplation

This week was one of many intricate patterns and insights.

Image of raw data in field journal:QUANTITATIVE CONTEMPLATION:

1)            Methods

I began my quantitative research
with a method of following people around to observe the shapes of their
circulation as well as their overall engagement with the surroundings. When I
first arrived on a warm and sunny Monday in the early afternoon I immediately
spotted 3 separate groups of moms with strollers. I ended up following all 3
different groups of mothers that day, for around 30-40 minutes each. I drew an
impression of their path in my field journal, and also recorded when, for how
long and why they stopped.

My attention then bounced
over to families with a mother, father and child present. I took note of the
same things as the mom teams. Then I focused on people in groups of two whether
it was friends or couples, and finally I studied people who had come alone.

Things felt borderline creepy
after many hours of following behind people, and trying not to be noticed. I began
to feel a bit like a stalker, so I then took a stance of stillness in a few
selected areas and gathered information based on what people took note of, how
they seemed to move, if they took time to read the informative plaques, how
long they stayed in a general area, and their apparent gender and estimated
age.

The research continued on a
not so sunny Tuesday afternoon. I refrained from following people this time and
stuck to still observation. My subjects of study were the same with the
exception of the mom groups (they weren’t present, possibly due to the clouds and
the cool weather) and the particular things I looked for (movement patterns,
place of focus/interest, amount of time spent, etc.) remained the same as well.

2)            Analysis

Many different patterns
emerged from my research. For each mom group the experience seemed to be fast
paced, and more of a time for socializing. They didn’t ever stop and really
look at anything. In fact, the only time any one of the groups did stop, take
their children out of the strollers, get off the main path, and participate in
something other than fast paced walking and talking was to take pictures of one
another posing with the kids. Even though they passed by all kinds of brightly
colored children’s attractions, that isn’t what they were there for.

This wasn’t the case for the
families with a mother, father, and child present. They seemed to have a much
more interactive experience. Stopping to appreciate natural attractions, and
walking at a slower pace, they possessed a whole different mindset and course
of action. Something I found particularly interesting: all of these families
pulled their children in wagons, giving them the option to stop and get out,
rather than the groups of mothers who ALL had strollers, strapping their
children in. It served as an illustration of the difference in levels of contact:
one group was buckled into a self-restricted experience, and the other
participated in both being inside and out of an involved undertaking.

The connections seemed to
grow stronger with groups of two people. These couples not only took time to
make observations of objects such as a particularly beautiful patch of flowers
or a designated waterfall, but actually went so far as to engage in
conversation about it, or even lean down to touch, or smell, or achieve a
closer look at a feature of their interest. The older these pairs were the more
immersed they remained in the journey, the more time they took with everything.

The people who traveled
alone seemed to expand their time to the fullest extent. They practiced the
power of silence and seemed to truly take in the beauty of the landscape. One
man stopped every 20 feet for ten minutes straight to capture photographs of
the nature, and then simply gaze out into the distance with eyes of wonder.
Another woman repeatedly suspended herself: she paused in time and became lost
in contemplation, her eyes soaked in the surrounding. To observe her was to
feel the presence of her calming thought.

Both the couples and the
loners seemed to wonder rather than walk. They had a mix of directions that
they chose to turn (where as the mom teams turned right EVERY time), and when
these wonderers were drawn to something enough to acquire a more complete
sensory experience, it was always something natural: ponds of colorful coy
fish, a radiant bunch of plants, the flowing of waterfalls or the undeniable
expressions that blossom from tree branches. Their experience seemed to reflect
the environment: it was natural.

3)            Interpretation

These patterns are layers of connection with
nature, and they incorporate mirror neurons. The mother groups are the inner
layer (farthest away). They’re making an effort to submerse themselves in
nature by being present in the first place, but since they have set themselves
up in a social situation the true essence of what is around them isn’t fully
internalized.

The families of a mother,
child, and father have less of a social event dynamic going, so it is less
likely that they will feel the need to entertain one another, and more probable
that they will engage with the environment. The same goes for the groups of two
people. One on one interaction has a completely different feeling (that is why
they’re so essential for strong relationships). People are much more likely to notice
the surroundings, take it in together, and make it the mutual subject of
interest between them (or at least this was the impression I acquired from my
research).

Even if the groups of two
get closer to connecting, I believe that the people who are by themselves are
more likely to internalize the beauty surrounding them. This belief is partly
due to my knowledge of mirror neurons “…which become active both when an
individual executes an act and when he observes it being executed by others.”1
If a human is around another human it is likely that they will choose to
mirror the person around them; but if there is no one else with them, if they
are alone with nature, they may choose to internalize that instead, thus
obtaining a greater understanding of its life and inner workings. A deep internalization
of this could become very beneficial due to the connection to the outer world
that plants possess: “…plants are constantly observing and recording events and
phenomenon of which man- trapped in his anthropocentric view of the world,
subjectively revealed to him through his five senses- knows nothing.”2

 Notes: 1 Rizzolatti, Giacomo, and Corrado Sinigaglia.
Preface. Mirrors in the Brain: How Our Minds Share Actions and Emotions.
Oxford: Oxford UP, 2008. Print.

2 Tompkins, Peter, and Christopher Bird. Introduction. The
Secret Life of Plants
. New York: Harper & Row, 1973. Print.

Graphic Information Chart:

This
chart simply depicts the results acquired from my research: the fewer amounts
of people present, the more acknowledgement/engagement/mirroring of the environment.
The number of people and category of group (team moms, family, pair, and loner)
are at the bottom and decrease from the left to right. The levels of engagement
are depicted vertically, and increase with height.

ANNOTATED BIBLIOGRAPHY: annotate

Insightful Log:

(3.5)Saturday: Reading the quantitative essay, 12-2. Coloring in field journal: 1-2:30 (am) I had a
nice adventure in Dallas today, but it did underline the importance of The Arboretum.
You wouldn’t know what nature was if you grew up in this city without the
informative escape of the botanical garden. It is a sore thumb of green in a
land of concrete.

(4) Sunday: studying in library, 4:30-6, working on
annotated bib 6:20-7:50, attempting to meditate on quantitative 9-10. I had a
break down. I didn’t feel like there was going to be any room for me to be
creative in the assignments this week, and I was just feeling lost and discouraged
rolling around on my floor. My grandmother went to the hospital.

(6.25)Monday: collecting quantitative research 12:30-4:45, working
on bib and revising history 8:30-10:30. Today was a bit brighter. I enjoyed
collecting my research. Some interesting patterns emerged that I feel I can
work with, and expand on tomorrow. In order to be a healthy human, I think an
intimate, one on one connection with some aspect of nature is essential. I have decided not to let things stress me.

(4.5)Tuesday: Collecting research 1:30-5, beginning phase
one of post 9-10. I had a really nice conversation with Kelli. It really helped
to reconnect me with the community. I also got on a real pattern kick today. I
start to contemplate all of the reoccurring patterns that reflect each other
throughout this life: tree branches and plant roots mirroring our brain stems
as well as the branches of lightning. The translucent unfathomably complicated
patterns that emerge on the surface of water which are often times reflected by
cloud formations. It goes on and on. I feel like I understand life better
today. Someone asked me what I wanted to do with my life, and I responded
effortlessly. I want to combine art and music and nature in a form of consciousness
therapy. I don’t know how I will achieve this, but it is nice to know that I do
have a tangible goal of some sort.

(9)Wednesday: worked on quantitative: 12-5, 10-1. meditation 6-7. I had a
mirror neuron breakthrough in relation to my research, and I also discovered
that my new friend Julia is mentally insane. I take interest in her because
these are the types of people I would most likely be working with if I was some
sort of art/nature therapist as I was envisioning so clearly yesterday. We almost
got in a car accident and died. I am glad to be alive.

(8.5)Thursday: Annotated bib and blog post all throughout
all day and night.  Today has been a
handful of forced focus. Tomorrow is my last Dallas day. I have gained some
insight and understanding that I’ve come to highly value. A sour week turned
sweet.

Total: 35.5 Looks like I’m a tad short this week, but I’m sure if you counted all the time I spent thinking or worrying about school related things, I’d be right at 40. Hopefully it will balance out due to my overtime in previous weeks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Category:  week 8     

Water and Research

Aside from my research this week,  water enchanted me. There is a series of falling water portals, and when portrayed on film it appears almost intangible. Looks like pure energy. Obsession ran its course , and took about a hundred video clips and photos. I’ve been writing about how this place enlivens the spirit of nature within the visitors, and it’s really fulfilling to experience it myself. Moments of intrigue and excitement flow through me upon every whimsical visit . I didn’t realize that my own passionate love for nature would expand to such new levels, not to mention my artistic visions. The water footage will definitely appear in my media presentation. Music that would complement it perfectly practically summons itself in the footage, enhancing its already vibrant life. Recreation of the luscious look of it through another form would be amazing. Whether it be drawing, painting, sculpture, or all three. The patterns of water have hypnotized me for years, and it feels enlivening to finally be pushed by the touch of active inspiration.

RESEARCH PAPER: The
history of the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical Garden is lucidly ironic. It was
made possible by a man who accomplished major discoveries and advancements in
oil exploration. These findings led to the extreme dependency on petroleum in
present day, and have also been revealed to be intensely harmful to the
environment. This is where the seemingly unintended irony comes into play,
considering that the Arboretum is a place that promotes and practices the
nurturing and preservation of nature (as did the man who made the oil related discoveries
that are now taking part in destroying the atmosphere). The Dallas Arboretum
and Botanical Garden possesses a specific aim in the interest of children and bringing
their bond with (and knowledge of) nature to a more intimate level. This is all
in hopes that the youth will obtain a heightened appreciation of the inner
workings of the environment as well as pro-active desires to protect it. In a
sense, the history of Dallas Arboretum can be perceived as a narrative, a
story, a cycle of life, seeing that the same source that was unintentionally responsible
for destruction is also bound to the creation of a potential solution to the
problem.

LINK TO THE REST: Oil Nature Earth Children

Insightful Log:

(5.5)Friday: 12-7:30 (subtract 2 hours in breaks) enhancing evocative object chapter, and sprucing up blog. It takes me a ridiculous amount of time to do things electronically. I never know how much time to spend. I feel accomplished for figuring things out, but it eats my time like a beast with a bottomless tummy.

(9)Saturday: 2-6 researching for research paper, 9-2 research + final additions to evocative object chapter. I didn’t stumble upon to much useful information for my research paper today, hopefully I have uncovered what I don’t want to use, and will soon find quality material. The spirits come out at night. Its the best time to tap into creative energy here.

(6)Sunday: 10-12 finishing blog post, research journals 3-6 TSIS 8-9. I discovered better stuff today! I found a journal that the director of horticulture helped produce, just not completely sure what my thesis is yet. I spent a lot of time staring at the instructions for the paper, hoping it would come to me. It sounds so unappealing, “research paper”. I meditated on it for a while, and I understand how it will enrich my experience here, and I know there’s an awesome topic waiting to reveal itself to me, just…the name…seems daunting.

(6)Monday: 12-3 on site, 9-12 research. Today was the discovery of how water moves on film. It was awesome! Awakened my spirit. It made everything feel worth it. I really became one with my video camera and my sound recorder, I’m starting to perceive them as wands capable of aiding me in my artistic magic. I recorded beautiful tunes of wind chimes and caught a video clip of my shadow disappearing and re-appearing again! It also felt really good weather wise, so I think that influenced my whimsical day. I purchased the biography of Everette DeGolyer in the gift shop, and caught site of a book on children with “nature deficit disorder” that I think I might check out. What a majestic Monday!

(10)Tuesday: 10:30-1:30 modeling where I become the object, 3:30-6:30 reading Last Child in the Woods and developing my thesis, 9-1 attempting to get on a writing roll. Today was my last modeling session (clothed), and it has been so interesting to become the object of a classroom full of people’s artistic attention. To keep my body in a difficult pose, completely still, for an hour at a time. I go into a completely different state of mind. It almost feels like yoga nidra, and I feel this naturally altered state is mirrored by the artists drawing me. For those three hours (with the exception of short brakes) they no longer see me as a person, but an object, a shape, something hard to draw; and at the end there are all these images of me, my face (surface/symbol of the mind) that are slightly obscured (in a cool way) due to all of the different interpretations of seeing. ALSO: It is really quite amazing at how long it takes me to write. Even if I am completely aware of what I would like to say, I will catch myself staring blankly at the page (also blank). I have come such a long way since the days of my complete disconnection from language, but still it does not flow out with ease.

(11)Wednesday: 2-7:30 writing, 9:30-4 writing. I cannot say I was writing this whole time due to my blank starring syndrome. Although, I was thinking about how your brain supposedly processes things when you stare off into space (or at your research paper) and I figure maybe I’m really getting some good stuff done with my prolonged gazes. Made me feel better about things. I also find that I work better in public places (less chance of getting painfully off track). Cafe Brazil, the ONLY 24hr place in Dallas, saved my life, and apparently everyone else in the Dallas area. The later it gets the more people! Soulful people. It’s nice, I guess everyone else realized the higher energy levels contained within the deeper nights.

(5)Thursday: 1-6 finishing paper + blog post. Learned  a lot bout what is not acceptable in a research paper.There is a certain energy that lurks within the last moment. An energy that I probably shouldn’t be embracing, and yet can’t ever seem to avoid. It’s a push, a pressure. My heart beats a little faster. My hands experience a rhythmic shaking. My neurons seem to accommodate my lack of time by firing faster, and my blank stare backs down to the will of my feverish determination. It’s almost like drugs. I feel every muscle in my body relax when its over.

 Total: 52.5 hours

 

 

 

 

 

 

Category:  Week 7     

The Endeavors of Week Six

This week has been one of reading, writing, reflection, and sketching.
It is interesting to observe the difference of a picture and a sketch from the
same view point. It becomes a map of myself in a way, illustrating the
directions of my attention and focus. I spent the majority of my time in the
Women’s Garden, specifically at the reflective basin area, due to the topic of
my evocative object chapter. This is the most stimulating area I have encountered
so far, as will be elaborately revealed in my paper. The tree branches are
naked due to the time of the season, and they stretch into the depths of the
sky. I can’t help but feel as though this is a mirror reflection of my mind
when I am wondering through the many gardens within gardens. The atmosphere is
pleasantly provoking. However I came to discover that Mr. DeGolyer, the
original owner of the land, was a founder and CEO of one of the largest oil
companies in the area. Having read the “Extraction” chapter this week, this
struck me as intriguingly ironic. I plan to find out more and expand in my
research paper, but in the meantime here is my Evocative Object epigraph, and
Intro with link:

 

Hence judgment
is compelled, for its own guidance, to adopt it as an a priori principle, that
what is for human insight contingent in the particular (empirical) laws of
nature contains nevertheless unity of law in the synthesis of its manifold in
an intrinsically possible experience-unfathomable, though still thinkable, as
such unity may, no doubt, be for us. Consequently, as the unity of law in a
synthesis, which is cognized by us in obedience to a necessary aim (a need of
understanding), though recognized at the same time as contingent, is
represented as a finality of objects (here of nature), so judgment, which, in
respect of things under possible (yet to be discovered) empirical laws, is
merely reflective, must regard nature in respect of the latter according to a
principle of finality for our cognitive faculty, which then finds expression in
the above maxims of judgment. Now this transcendental concept of a finality of
nature is neither a concept of nature nor of freedom, since it attributes
nothing at all to the object, i.e., to nature, but only represents the unique
mode in which we must proceed in our reflection upon the objects of nature with
a view to getting a thoroughly interconnected whole of experience, and so is a
subjective principle, i.e., maxim, of judgment. For this reason, too, just as
if it were a lucky chance that favored us, we are rejoiced (properly speaking,
relieved of a want) where we meet with such systematic unity under merely
empirical laws: although we must necessarily assume the presence of such a
unity, apart from any ability on our part to apprehend or prove its existence.

 

-Immanuel Kant, The Critique of Judgment

The Reflective Basin Area in
the Women’s Garden


Summer White

The Dallas Arboretum’s Women’s Garden is alive
with extensions of itself. The various gardens intend to embody the multitude
of complex qualities pertained by women. They aim to capture strength and
softness simultaneously with poetic architectural designs that symbolize life
force, and promote visions and prayer of wellbeing.

reflective basin

Here is my prezi, but be careful, it may make you dizzy :http://prezi.com/huvw_2y1kwsl/the-mission/

Log:

(6.5 hrs)Friday Feb 10th: On site dwelling in Reflective Basin area, Drawing perspectives and taking photographs and reflecting in journal 12-4:30, Reading TOSB (The Object Stares Back, James Elkins) 6-8

(4.5 hrs) Saturday 11th: Researching Women’s Garden online and found video of explanation and virtual tour 1-2, drawing view based on pictures taken (very different from drawing actual thing) 3-5, Reading The Mechanism of Meaning by Arakawa and Madeline Gins 5:30-7 (It is like a board game for your mind!)

(7 hrs) Sunday: 12th TSIS 10-1, Start writing Evo chapter 2-3, Reading TMOM 4-6, Meditation 8-9 making way for reflective basin insight

(5.5 hrs) Monday 13th: On site in Reflective Basin area, I embody woman within frame and write about it, 1-3:30, Writing Evo chapter 5-7:30, Reading TOSB 8:30-9

(7.75) Tuesday 14th: Live Modeling (I become an art object) 10:30-1:30, Reading TOSB 2:30-3:15, writing Evo chapter 4-5:30 and 6-7, Read Extraction 8-9:30

(10.5) Wednesday 15th: Finnish Extraction 11-12:30, Write evo 1:30-3, Prezi mind whirling production 3:30-8, Writing Evo 10-11 and 12-2

(4) Thursday 16th: Writing Evo + blog 1-4 and 5-6

Total Hours : 45.75

Category:  Week 6     

Gardens of Wonder

                 The Dallas Arboretum

My attention and interest fizzled up and overflowed in all directions
during week one of my field study at the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical
Garden in Dallas, Texas. Wondering through the myriad of gardens was similar to
being serenaded: the array of attractions sang to me all at once, creating
harmonies that stimulated thoughts and feelings.

I am connected with this museum
in an unusually personal way given that my mother has been very involved with a
variety of projects there. One of those projects being a prairie house village
that she donated after the land for their original location was sold, and her business
of selling them ended. The Arboretum now refers to this village as “Texas Town”
and apparently it is a major attraction for the children.

Re-visiting this village in
its official exhibit form as a college student conducting a field study feels
unbearable strange. It is a physical emblem of passing time, for I remember
playing in those houses as a child when they were up for sale in an area that
is now a Quick Trip gas station. I even have one in my own backyard, the first
one ever built.

Even more striking than this
was an unexpected discovery nestled down a secluded path of tall bamboo. I
wondered down the path and encountered an African throne sitting in the midst
of bamboo bars. What was so surprising about this is that I painted it myself.
My mother had been hired to build it, and in a feverish panic the night before
it was due she had to leave and asked if I could paint it. Now it stands in
public, with pictures of African tribes surrounding it. So, what does my late
night painting mean to someone else? How many other artists construct exhibited
meaning without any awareness of it? I just so happened to film the occurrence of
this discovery:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDUB5Ukwe1c

Although
this was all of interest, it is my past, and I would like to bring present
interest to the surface. The most exhilarating thing that has happened during
week one was the discovery of a wind harp. I wasn’t expecting such a whimsical instrument
to be present! It evoked true happiness, as well as an entirely new level of
sensory experience. I was fully engaged for the day:

 

As my
fingers danced amongst the strings

the wind
that blew enchanted me

the plants
and trees sang and seemed

to move with
fluid joy and peace

swaying with
the rhythm

of the sun
beam song

I saw the
sound

Blossom

and talk

and move
around

the sonic
graphics appeared

and gave voice to the visions of the wind.

Earth’s
breath had a body.

I
made a recording, and I got a little carried away. I plan to re-record for
certain, but if you would like to hear the initial sounds and skip around on
it, feel free. You could even envision me prowling around it with a grin from
ear to ear while attracting glances of uncertainty from the surrounding
visitors.

http://soundcloud.com/whitesummerness/wind-harp1

And finally, the log:

Friday:
Researching books on museums and ordering books from amazon: 12-2, downloading Firefox
and zotero and searching for articles 3-5

Saturday: Seeking
out and purchasing audio and video equipment 1-3, Examining Arboretum’s website
for additional information 3:30-4, Reading over assignments 4-4:30

Sunday: Preparation
of field journal paint splatter 12:45-1, paint 1-2, Reading the Object Stares Back by James Elkins
from 3-4 and 6-8

Monday: On site
from 2-4:30, Reflection journal entry 5-5:30, Reading The Dallas Arboretum and Botanical Garden book 6:30-8:30,
meditation 9-10

Tuesday: Face
Modeling (I become an object) 10:30-1:30, on site from 2-5, Reflection entry
5-5:30, Reading TOSB 6:30-8:30, meditation 9-10

Wednesday: Arboretum inquiring
11-12, On site 1-4, reflection entry 4-4:30, Read TOSB 5-7, yoga 8-9:30

Thursday: Onsite
12-3, reflect 3:30-4, compile media 4:15-4:30, Blog post 4:30-6

Total: 40 hours

 

 

 

 

Category:  Week five