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Abusing Research

Research, please forgive us. Our relationship with you is clearly dysfunctional. We proclaim to the world how much we care about you, yet we fail to treat you with the respect you deserve. We value you conditionally, listening only when you tell us what we want to hear. We sneak behind your back even while basking in the glow of your reputation. If you don’t leave us, it must be because you’re blind – maybe even double-blind – to our faults.

Alfie Kohn, 2006 “Abusing Research: The Study of Homework and Other Examples”

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Giving up plastic

BBC journalist Christine Jeavans is giving up plastic for the whole of August. She will not be buying or accepting anything which contains plastic or is packaged in plastic.

Before the challenge, Jeavans collected a month’s worth of my plastic waste, which amounted to 603 items! England alone throws away 58 billion items - 1.5 million tonnes - of household plastic packaging a year, according to the government-funded Waste and Resources Action Programme (Wrap) and it’s growing annually by 2-5%.

Plastic waste

Plastic waste

Jeavans writes that the “Durable, versatile, lightweight, hygienic, cheap and strong: synthetic plastic is arguably one of the most useful inventions of the last century… It is essential in medical equipment, technology and thousands of devices which have increased our standard of living…. But those very same attributes of durability and cheapness make plastic one of the most pervasive forms of waste on the planet.”

Keep up with her blog here.

Also visit Matt Harding’s website here

I wonder why, I wonder why,

I wonder why I wonder;

I wonder why, I wonder why

I wonder why I wonder!

~Richard Feynman

When I was a child I loved being read to, but I never really read alone. I only ever remember reading Dr. Seuss books, because I knew them by heart. In grade four I went to a new school. I wore large red glasses to match my enormous, irregular handwriting. During our weekly creative writing classes, I made elaborately decorated hand bound books. Sometimes I attempt a title, but never more; the pages were always blank.

One day, in grade four, the school took us to a traveling exhibition at the Arts Center, its theme was The Wizard of Oz, which, coincidently, was my most beloved story in my entire nine-year-old world. At the gift shop (exhibitions always end with a gift shop) I spied a book I’d never seen, it documented the making of the Oz stage and film productions, and contained an illustrated history of the author. After noticing how intently I was eyeing the book, my teacher offered, without hesitation, to buy it for me as a gift, with the condition that I read it—and by read it she meant the words. Excitedly I gave my word, and I’ve had the book ever since. One day I hope to read it.

During his (2005) Retrospective at the NGV, I met his Melbourne representative. She walked me through the gallery which exhibited his latest work. Pointing to a portrait of a freckled girl with sad eyes and pouting lips, she declared “This is his new model… isn’t she sublime!”. Then a group of school children marched through the gallery… part of their government funded “art education”.

When speaking to Henson some years back at a Gareth Sansom exhibition, I asked where he finds his models— Paris mostly, he replied.My decision to write a thesis on “the sexualisation of children in art” was motivated mostly by Henson’s photographs of children. Either he’s a pervert–an issues the art world have been tippy-toeing around for years, or he’s using children for its very effective, media grabbing “shock value”.

I do admire his photographs. His Paris Opera series, his crowds, even some portraits, I think some are magnificent. His brooding landscapes are moving and poetic. But his nude children—well, their nude children.

1. Henson’s photographs, 2. random porn site photo, 3. porn image Photo shopped

Take away the back lighting and dark backdrops of his night scenes, we can easily compare the images with those found on a cheap porn-site (see my Photoshop example above).

I guess portraying naked, seductive girls on the brink of puberty was OK in the sixteenth century, but today, it’s obscene–in legal terms at least. Contemporary art tries feverously  to push limits, searching for the most shocking, wrong, or ugly. Henson’s photographs have been pushing the limits of Australia’s obscenity and child pornography for years— Whilst at the same time, he’s represented Australia at the 46th Venice Biennale, our National galleries, publish three photographic books… putting Australian art on the map. The question perplexing everyone is “why now?”.

Is it the Emperor’s new cloak?…. That if the national Gallery says it’s art, then it’s art. If it sells for tens of thousands of dollars, then it’s art. But when the PM and Federal Police claim that “the Emperor is in fact naked” … well, it’s still art. Even better, it’s controversial art… more exposure for the artist, more money for the galleries.

Yinxing Township Central Primary School,

Safe for the first time

四川大地震

Singing from the playground

fills an empty Beichuan sky,

The hardened troops

cheer like schoolboys

This one is alive!

In their white helmets

and bloodied orange

they work without delay,

to reach the voice of a woman

they heard on Saturday.

It’s coming from the birds

says a man wiping dirt from his eyes,

It happened during school time

It’s only the birds! he cries.

Lucian Freud’s Benefits Supervisor Sleeping (1995) sold at Christie’s New York this week for $33.6 million. Making him the world’s most expensive living artist.

“I paint people, not because of what they are like, not exactly in spite of what they are like, but how they happen to be” [Lucian Freud].

Also this week, a three-paneled painting by Francis Bacon Triptych (1976) sold for $86.3 million at Sotheby’s.

You see, painting has now become, or all art has now become completely a game, by which man distracts himself. What is fascinating actually is, that it’s going to become much more difficult for the artist, because he must really deepen the game to become any good at all [Francis Bacon]

A child’s chance of celebrating a fifth birthday should not largely depend on the country or community where he or she is born. We need to do a better job of reaching the poorest children with basic health measures like vaccines, antibiotics and skilled care at childbirth. These simple measures… are not reaching millions of children under age 5, and can determine whether a child lives or dies in poor countries and communities.

Charles MacCormack, president and CEO of Save the Children.

More than half of Indian children under the age of five do not get the health care they need—read BBC article here

Read Save the Children report summary-link to full report.

The Saddest King

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The Saddest King

by Christopher Wormell

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Once there was a country where the people were always happy. They would smile and laugh when the sun shone down, when it poured with rain and even when the snow fell and their teeth were chattering. Nothing ever made them sad or cross.

But this is the story of a small boy who breaks the law. He cries! He is taken straight to the King who, it is said, is the happiest person in the land. Can the boy convince the King that it’s all right to be sad sometimes?

This billboard was displayed all over Milan for fashion week.

Here is a very moving interview with Caro (English)

Here is another (Italian)

This billboard features Isabelle Caro, a 27-year old French woman with anorexia. She weighs just 31 kilos and has suffered from anorexia since she was 13.

Caro says,

I’ve hidden myself and covered myself for too long. Now I want to show myself fearlessly, even though I know my body arouses repugnance. I want to recover because I love life and the riches of the universe. I want to show young people how dangerous this illness is.

The 30,000 - 40,000 people with anorexia in France are mostly women

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It does not fortify my soul in the least to know that after I die all unmarried men will still be bachelors, that 37 will still be a prime number, that the stars will continue to shine, and that forever I will have been just what I am now. Away with these fake immortalities! They mean nothing to the heart. Better to say with Bertrand Russell: “I believe that when I die I shall rot, and nothing of my ego will survive.**

**Martin Gardner, The Whys of a Philosophical Scrivener, New York: Quill, 1983.

EXCELLENCE AS A GUIDE TO EDUCATIONAL CONVERSATION

by Nel Noddings Stanford University

When people use the slogan, “All children can learn,” what exactly do they mean? Many probably mean that children of all minority and oppressed groups can learn as well as those of the privileged and dominant classes. Used this way, the slogan is a reminder to treat all students with respect and to promote their growth equally…

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