Sunday, December 6, 2009

Seventh sense sleepy rant

Tonight's insomnia got me thinking (as insomnia is bound to do) about success and art and society and on and on...
I guess the most compelling thought (at least to me in the midst of sleepy-headed-ness) was that I think there should be a seventh sense; warmth. The type of warmth that only the touch of life can give. In this increasingly technological world I find myself longing for music, art, clothing, food etc. that contains some element of the warmth of life.
It seems that everything these days can be "fixed" and "polished" and "streamlined" and "perfected" with gizmos and plugins and gadgets and I miss all the little "imperfections" that to me make things FEEL real.
I love the missed brush stroke and the prize of the occasional finger moving against a steel string on a guitar. I'm not such a fan of out of tune singing but I'd much prefer every once in a while to hear a note that's a tiny bit off than to hear that other worldly tin can sound of auto tuning... I'd rather eat a carrot that's not bright orange than to taste a faint sensation of fish in a genetically modified carrot. I miss the differentness of things...
I find myself looking for "vintage" on ebay and "handmade" on etsy, but even that category "handmade" turns up pages of mass production thanks to technology that leaves me wondering what exactly "handmade" means anymore...
This year Jono and I got to see David Byrne's concert when he toured his latest record. I've never really been a big fan although I've always recognized the talent. The concert was one of the most beautiful performances I've seen in many, many years. Afterward, when we were talking about it and trying to explain why it was so moving, what it boiled down to was that it was very- human-. It wasn't about fancy light shows or techno tricks. It was a performance based on talent and it was full of the warmth of life. The dancers were more in the modern dance vain than the shooka shooka scantily clad sell it however you can vain. The musicians were all extremely talented and there was a simplicity that was honest, inviting and seemed to strive for connection rather than perfection. And it was pretty close to perfect as well!
Even hospitals and healthcare overall have paid more heed to the impersonal aspects of the industry and have infused care with technology and wellness has suffered for it. We don't have to make eye contact very often but we are very efficient. But are we?
At what cost to art, to health, to society on a whole is this missing seventh sense which we never named and always took for granted ?!


  1. yes!
    when pots are fresh out of the kiln, people can tell and are drawn to them. And if I am proud of those same pots it's as if they are glowing.
    There is undeniably an immeasurable "seventh sense" flowing from things
    that are closer to the hearts of their creator.
    yes yes yes!!!!

  2. first of all, I love that you said "shooka shooka" - I feel a dance in your honor coming on. (Fin and I make up dances for various things; the french fry dance, the bath tub dance, etc.) next, I just really love what you wrote. I hadn't thought of it like that but I feel the same way and like the idea of a "sense" to apply it to. The only thing the popular culture of perfection can make me feel is sometimes (very rarely) an awe of the technical. In music it is quantifiable and measurable in the sound wave - photography with the film grain. I don't know about other art... Though, it is not just the modern processes by how things are made - it is the intention of the person (people, or corporations) that are making what's out there. I am a skeptic and want my stuff homegrown, but they know that too so it's getting tricky now. Wow. easy Cami... step away from the computer. Thanks - hope you sleep tonight!

  3. You two gals are the best! I am so, so happy to have the good fortune of your feedback, input, WARMTH!

  4. matzoh ball soup gives me a warm feeling....

  5. me too matt. definitely a major comfort food!