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Archive for Human Nature – Page 11

Oscar

This year the Oscars seemed to radiate a new, fresh energy. It was exciting to see Al Gore(‘s film crew) and Melissa Etheridge take Oscars for An Inconvenient Truth, and (even though she glowed on the day in jewel-encrusted chiffon), I found it refreshing to read Helen Mirren’s pre-Oscar disdain for the prevailing culture of Oscar Couture critique.

I really wanted  Peter O’Toole to win best actor, because I loved him in Venus (I even reviewed it here when I first saw it) and because it would feel good to send an actor of his caliber off stage with an Oscar, but then when Forest Whitaker took it, I had to change my mind. Even the swiftly-controlled moment of disappointment and resignation on O’Toole’s face did not eclipse my joy hearing Forest’s acceptance speech.

Apparently Whitaker has received a lot of criticism for his lack of verbal polish in the past, but this simple honest moment touched a vibrant chord in me. For those who missed it, the gist of what he said is that the reason he became an actor was because even as a child he believed every person has a light inside them, and he wanted the chance to connect with that light in all of us. Uttering that kind of simplicity and beauty before a billion viewers takes courage, and my heart swelled in pride for him.

Perhaps we’ve turned a corner, and our collective spirit is starting to open up in optimism for a new day. It certainly felt like that to me on Sunday night.

Good Vibrations

Chick_logo_top_wAt his suggestion, my love-monkey and I went to a sex store to commemorate Valentines Day this year. Now this wasn’t your everyday porn shop in a bombed out building on the corner sex store; it was Good Vibrations

If you have even the slightest interest in sex, you’ll probably want to check it out for yourself! If you have one in your area I’d urge you to go in person, but in any case you’ll want to check out the website, where you’ll see that GV operates under an entirely different premise than the afore mentioned neighborhood sleaze shop.

Walking in the front door of the Berkeley storefront, any self-consciousness I was trying hard not to show was quickly eased by the soft but clear lighting and open shop layout, discrete but plentiful staff (all pleasant, matter-of-fact & genuinely helpful women), creative sales displays (probably especially creative, given the day), and the clientele, who were reasonably clean and decently clad folks, some young and some old, including at least one other middle aged couple who were animatedly comparing the merits of several equally gigantic latex penis substitutes.

As you might have surmised by my description, Good Vibrations is more phenomenon than commerce – a space dedicated to the idea that sex is good; healthy, natural, and a whole lot of fun.

This experience really increased my awareness of how important the atmosphere we cultivate around our products and services is. Customer perception is informed by appearances, but perhaps even more by attitude, and Good Vibrations rates high on both counts. Their interactive e-commerce site is particularly impressive, boasting a weekly magazine, FOUR informative and entertaining blogs, a beautiful photographic gallery, a TV station, extensive event, workshop & party listings, as well as an impressive variety of guides for realizing various sexual predilections and staff who are all extensively trained and prepared to answer even the most arcane questions…  Who could ask for more?

Challenge

I just started a class in digital photography out at DVC (a local college which has a GREAT multi-media department) with a brilliant teacher/artist-photographer, Jessamyn Lovell.

I’d been blissfully clicking away using my fancy SLR’s semi-automatic mode, but this week after only two classes Jessie cut us off from such simple pleasures, cold-turkey. She said it’s time to "take the training wheels off" and banned us from using anything but manual mode from now on.

The problem with this is that with the training wheels off, I’ve fallen
flat on my face. I can’t even get an image to show up on the screen
anymore. Never mind capturing the elusive secret of life, I’ll be lucky
if I can get my first assignment done.

I’m doing some work right now with a woman who is absolutely new
to computers. I’ve been watching her struggle bravely with things I can
do in my sleep and there was a slight feeling of disconnect for me
until having this experience with my camera helped me remember what it
is to be helpless in the face of technology. If nothing else, it’s
increased my compassion-capacity. Now all I need to do is figure out
aperture and shutter speed settings!

Trees

Trees

I’ve been appreciating trees – our ‘ent’ brethren – a lot lately. Perhaps it’s because of my recent time on the north shore of Lake Superior, where I met quite a few of them, or their part in the seasonal tableau of pagan beauty, but I’m very aware of their presence right now. Their grace and solidity; their sober vitality – I’m comforted by them.

Maybe that’s why I am so jarred when I see the abandoned Christmas trees start to show up on the side of the road & in empty lots. I shouldn’t be surprised – it’s the time of the year & no doubt there’ll be more of them. But I can’t help but see them as carelessly discarded bodies, homeless corpses ignobly thrown on the heap. I’d rather they were given a proper burial in the recycling chippie and sent back to the soil with a little dignity… if only in gratitude for their having blessed our homes with the smell of the wild.