Most Recent - Next - Previous - Page 1 - Photos - Index - Topics - Jazclass Links Monday October 6, 2008 (bio, idea, creative, competitive)
I am not a competitive person. In fact I don't believe I have
a competitive bone in my body. I enjoy playing contract bridge, and of
course it is nice when one wins, but for me the enjoyment of bridge
lies in the playing itself, the communication with one's partner and
the creative way we play the game. Winning, although nice, is
absolutely secondary.
The only times I really pulled out all the stops is when I was involved in something I was really interested in. This happened a few times on a Geology project while a geologist, but especially when I started to study music in my 40s. During that time I studied with great intensity and determination for 6 years non stop, comparable to the efforts of champion athletes. What has been going on in my life ? It is very simple really. From a very young age (6 probably) I felt very different to anybody else. Initially this made me very insecure, and I can remember vividly that, just after the war when I was 8 or 9, I made myself a promise that one of my main aims in life would be to become really confident within myself and accept who I am. Frankly I have never looked back.
Awareness 21 continues from October 1
Most of us are not 100% one or the other of above two extreme cases, but a mixture of both. Some may be close to the left on the Diagram below (predominantly creative), others more towards the right (predominantly competitive), and others again may be balanced somewhere near the middle.
There is yet another aspect to be considered in this context. How
intense are we in the conduct of our life and especially in our
need for self expression.
I have attempted to incorporate this aspect in the triangular Diagram
below. I consider myself to be very close to the Creative
sloping line on the left, sometimes high on the upper portion of the line, or, during other periods in my life more subdued and near the
50% point. (I have at times been pretty full on, and it was in fact my depressed nature when not able to be creative as a geologist which was largely responsible for the breakup with my family.)
One final point.
Creativity and competitiveness are not just confined to art and sport of course, but can thrive in any environment. My father for example was a highly creative business man. He had to be competititve too, but it was largely to sustain his creative and innovative objectives.
Most Recent - Next - Previous - Top - Page 1 - Photos - Index - Topics - Jazclass Links Tuesday October 7, 2008 (diary)
It is very quiet this morning, Kim and Andrew have gone off to work,
the kids are back at school, and all others have left. No more busy
washing by the ladies, gardening by Gordon, only my own washing on the
line.
It is sad that this happens quite frequently. The men invariably love it here, the freedom, the culture, the weather, but some women keep that persisitent yearning for their family back home.
No sooner have I returned from a spot of lunch and some shopping in Palmerston, and Rick and René drive in with their caravan. They experienced some very hot weather on their way across the country from Townsville they tell me. In Cloncurry the day time temperature of 42°C cooled down to only 36°C overnight. Not very comfortable at all. Most Recent - Next - Previous - Top - Page 1 - Photos - Index - Topics - Jazclass Links Wednesday October 8, 2008 (diary, music, Messian, Satie)
Last night a far away thunderstorm lights up the distant sky and later in the evening we get a short but refressing burst of rain. I reed my books for a while, put out the light but can't sleep. I turn on the TV and watch a
late night French movie on SBS.
The piece was originally written for organ, but the version I hear
with the movie is on piano, and it strikes me for the very first time
how strongly Satie influenced this piece is. It is rather slow
with strange beautiful chords, shifting stepwise up or
down. When in Holland this summer my friends the van
der Vijvers alerted me to the fact that Satie's name should be
pronounced with the accent on the second syllable : Satie. A
common mistake by most in the English speaking world. I have been
pronouncing it incorrectly for years.
Today, after my regular Wednesday sushi lunch I visit Mandi, my hairdresser in town, for a hair cut. I will be back in 5 months, I tell her. Back home another caravan has arrived. It are a cousin of Kim and her partner who have come to visit during their treck around Australia. So, once again plenty of people about here on the Mango farm.
Most Recent - Next - Previous - Top - Page 1 - Photos - Index - Topics - Jazclass Links Thursday & Friday October 9 & 10, 2008 (diary, music) Each day when I drive through the back roads to the Coolalinga Shopping Center I pass this gorgeous tree with grape like bunches of yellow flowers and unusual cylindrical seed pods entertwined with a bright red bougainvillea. Amazing is it not that you will never ever find an example of bad taste in natures. Only us humans manage to do that. Well, anyway I now finally did not forget my camera, stopped along the road side and took a few pictures of it. I don't know about you, but I must admit I am frightened of new technology. Mainly because it is such a pain in the neck to find someone who can fix it when things go wrong. So I have had now sitting on my desk for the past two weeks this brand new EDIROL Roland R-09HR MP3 recorder I purchased. I have picked up the instruction manual several times and started reading it. A few days ago I finally turned it on, and surprise : it did not bite me. I formatted the memory card, set date and time, and finally these last 2 days I have been recording with it.
Frankly, I am most impressed. The recorder is dead easy to operate and
the sound quality is absolutely super. Best of all I can record in
high quality .wav format and then make an .mp3 copy on
my PC with the software which came with the device.
You can play or download the MP3 files from one
of my Index pages : My Recordings on MP3
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