What a class act! It was a pleasure to read Ken giving that native art full respect. I think it is cool, and obviously Ken did too.
I think about the bridge in culture... from the old world ways and how many of those who maintain them carry it all forward through today. Nice. Then comes the new world. A cpu and all we have seen from these little devices that are hard sometimes to imagine living without.
Clearly a lot of us did. Myself included.
In this sense, we are the last, but for some people living their old world culture today. They hold things we may forget or that might be lost when all of us last ones finally tip over for our final time.
Good on them. We are very likely to find we need or will seriously benefit from their ways.
And as I journey though this life we are all gifted, I realize those things from before are important, as important as the new tech is. I bet many of us here lived before we were all communicating on this network. Remember how we knew one another, kept state to know who is likely to be where, with whom, doing stuff? And reference materials! Databooks, and the like. How about how important other people could be? A quick chat could save a week!
Here is one thought from that time I dearly wish I had photographed: The wall phone, standard dial, bell type. On that wall was a handwritten directory. I started it as a kid.
Mom complained, until she needed the number for my friends house. Dad was on board when he found the pizza place, diner and local market numbers right there with the phone!
When I left the house to go at it on my own, I started another one briefly, but apartment living plus the phone not being mounted on the wall saw the thought distilled down to a book that was no where near as good, though it did work. The bonus is we have that book, though I would be surprised if any number still worked. Well, my Moms landline still does. That means the local market still existing probably does too. Who knew?
The last I looked at the one I started was amazing! Our lives organized visually by need: emergency, that poison control sticker with police, EMS, other numbers surrounding it. Food was grouped in a similar way, as were friends and family, some with little stars or hearts nearby. I never did a count, but somewhere south of 100 numbers would not be out of line.
And what do we do today? We keep those numbers right by the phone for max usability! Interesting isn't it? I sure think so and thanks for entertaining my ramble here.
That rug speaks to some of that and those thoughts are why I think the rug is cool.
I think about the bridge in culture... from the old world ways and how many of those who maintain them carry it all forward through today. Nice. Then comes the new world. A cpu and all we have seen from these little devices that are hard sometimes to imagine living without.
Clearly a lot of us did. Myself included.
In this sense, we are the last, but for some people living their old world culture today. They hold things we may forget or that might be lost when all of us last ones finally tip over for our final time.
Good on them. We are very likely to find we need or will seriously benefit from their ways.
And as I journey though this life we are all gifted, I realize those things from before are important, as important as the new tech is. I bet many of us here lived before we were all communicating on this network. Remember how we knew one another, kept state to know who is likely to be where, with whom, doing stuff? And reference materials! Databooks, and the like. How about how important other people could be? A quick chat could save a week!
Here is one thought from that time I dearly wish I had photographed: The wall phone, standard dial, bell type. On that wall was a handwritten directory. I started it as a kid.
Mom complained, until she needed the number for my friends house. Dad was on board when he found the pizza place, diner and local market numbers right there with the phone!
When I left the house to go at it on my own, I started another one briefly, but apartment living plus the phone not being mounted on the wall saw the thought distilled down to a book that was no where near as good, though it did work. The bonus is we have that book, though I would be surprised if any number still worked. Well, my Moms landline still does. That means the local market still existing probably does too. Who knew?
The last I looked at the one I started was amazing! Our lives organized visually by need: emergency, that poison control sticker with police, EMS, other numbers surrounding it. Food was grouped in a similar way, as were friends and family, some with little stars or hearts nearby. I never did a count, but somewhere south of 100 numbers would not be out of line.
And what do we do today? We keep those numbers right by the phone for max usability! Interesting isn't it? I sure think so and thanks for entertaining my ramble here.
That rug speaks to some of that and those thoughts are why I think the rug is cool.