Saturday, 11 February 2012

Hello again -and miaow!

OK -so I haven't blogged for a long time and my life has changed. A major change has been a career change.I'm not teaching anymore, but majoring in chemistry; my first, introductory, course started a week ago. And I've felt like writing here again.

No formulae, not enough chemistry experience yet to say anything very interesting about it except that I'm enjoying the new course...So I thought I'd start over by sharing a figure that keeps coming back to me even though I can't really apprehend it in its entirety: Schroedinger's cat. Kitty is a metaphor, ok, but a powerful one. And I love cats, so the name has been haunting me for a while. And then I thought -well, wouldn't it be a good bridge between my past as a language teacher and my present as a science/chemistry student? Besides, it reminds me too much of that cat we know so well, the one from Cheshire with the bulk of toothpaste in his basket :D

So let's go down a different hole now, and listen to some language and science videos about Schroedinger's kittycat.... (I promise there's humour...and if you're interested in metaphors the first video will be interesting).

Wait for it........

I hope you like this new turn in the road :)))))

Thursday, 31 March 2011


I've just finished reading The boy in the striped pijamas and was very touched by it. I won't write about the plot but about the internal connections I'm making...

First the film Inglorious Basterds came to mind, probably because of the historical theme and the historical license in it. Now I'm also reminded of Los sirvientes because of how strong my feelings for the story are.

I haven't written here in a while, and this is all I can write right now but I wanted to share it.

Wednesday, 16 March 2011

The birth of a word -TED talk

Saturday, 25 September 2010

Post-War days

I'm reading "La cripta de los Capuchinos" by Joseph Roth and it's giving me a much clearer and personal picture of a regime change than I used it have.

I grew up reading Empress Sissi's stories, and I never thought of Austria in a different way except for the current Austria. In SL I live in post-war Berlin (1929) and I get that picture, but I'd never put things together as I'm doing now by reading this novel.

It must have been such a big change, so confusing to live after WWI...that now I get why it's called world war.

Sunday, 22 August 2010


What moves us? I think as I walk the UWA Winthrop displays in Second Life. The entries for the contest need to fulfill only one condition: to take our breath away.

It seems simple enough as a concept, and yet as I look at the various entries I wonder why some skilfully created pieces don't make me feel much (while I appreciate their design and excellent craftmanship) while others just do take my breath away...

I don't have the answer. But I suppose all art is like that. Why do I like the abstract pieces by Kandinsky better than Miro's? What's different? Well, a lot but that's not it...there's something inside that tickles when I see one and not the other...

Just things I ponder on.