Friday, February 15, 2008

myth of return


Take me back to those flooded deltas,
To the minarets of Mullaghmore.
Where fiddles play during Diwali
And Aid El Keibar in Kilfinoir.

Bring me to the crossroads
Where sitars play at saris glance.
A game of handball with the lads
Or perhaps kabbadi before the dance.

Teach me Hindi, Urdu and Irish
And we will speak as we did before,
When we left like parting lovers
In those yesterdays of dreams foretold.

Let me sing to Siddartha as Dev once did,
See Jesus and Krishna swap stories through the night.
May the women and men feel free in their love
Until the golden dawn, until the morning light.

But in the morning light day break delusions,
Dreams soon pass and reality will burn.
For Castlebar or Bangalore
We've dreamt once again this myth of return.
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Written in July of 1994 and inspired by a study that revealed the Irish and Bangladeshis have the strongest sense of one day returning to their homeland. It contains a mix of Irish, Indian, Muslim, historical and geological references and I felt it was appropriate to post it given our imminent return to Ireland.

In places the words fail to scan and the lyric quality stumbles but I have decided to leave it in its original form.

What our return holds I don't know but we will be living close to a crossroads.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

resignation



As a plough breaking up the sods of earth
and the hopper dropping a seed into the furrow.
Or as a knife plunging into flesh
and the blood spurting upon its return.
So I have looked for such significance.

An action pregnant with consequence
and birthing a new and different future.
Something other, something different,
not now, not ever been before.
The great expectation, the fulfilled promise of many a thought before sleeping
or before an unscratched lottery card.

I always thought there would be more but there is not,
life is, as it appears to be and no more.

Or is it?

In spite of our creation and wandering
for 70 or 7 million years
only the corner of the canvas remains blotted.
The vastness is untouched by most
and yet there are those who reach with brush and paint a great swathe.
And there are those who splash their color upon the ready and waiting whiteness.

Can I?

Pick up the plough, the knife or the paint brush
and stretch out into the future of my making.

The seed will grow, the blood will spill and in the end,
as always, the paint will dry.



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Written in 20 minutes with probably 5 minutes of editing. An experiment in writing something inspired by my recent resignation from my job.

I have no job to go to but I would rather uncertainty in a future of my own making than certainty in a future that is not what I want.

A fool? perhaps.

Saturday, December 01, 2007

a day in the life

As before I have decided to capture the mundane and banal from a typical working day.


Taking public transport to work is not an option as I work in the country side, so each morning it is into the car to drive over the flint.

My way to work takes me through the village we live in

and past the fields that will be full of rapeseed come next summer.

We live in East Anglia which is quite flat and there are still a few functioning windmills


before arriving at the business park a few miles outside Cambridge where I work.


And as at my work in Canada there is a needless obsession with security.



I have a window although the view is not of the rockies,
I can see rabbits from my window.

During lunch I go for a walk which takes me through
the rest of the business park which was a former psychiatric hospital.


There is a nice tree lined avenue which probably was
planted in the early 1900's and may have been designed for the patients.


How many troubled men and women have walked this way,
on many days in the last year they have been joined by one more.

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a day in the life

Friday, November 09, 2007

the promise of technology

A brand is a promise, we expect something to be delivered. The Apple brand promises ease of use, slick design and something fashionable. The Microsoft brand promises something compatible and something known.

If we think of technology in it broadest sense, what is the promise of the 'technology brand'? Does it deliver something shiny, new, faster and better? When I take a step back and ask myself has technology delivered on its promise? When I ask myself do I still believe in the 'technology brand'? The evidence would suggest that delivering on the promise of technology is the exception and not the rule.

My PC still boots up in the same amount of time it did 10 years ago. My email experience is broadly similar, my word processing and Internet experience has improved a little.



Today the iPhone launched in the UK and Germany. My crystal ball prediction on June 19th of this year when the iPhone launched in the US was

'Final verdict, before the introduction of the iPod/iTunes Apple were not in the music distribution business, today they are the 5th largest supplier of music worldwide. The iPhone is over priced and over hyped but a key benefit of the iPhone is ego gratification. I think we will see Apple move into the mobile phone space but perhaps not have the 70% market share it does in the MP3 space.'

Today I think much the same but I would add, perhaps cynically, that the marketing machine will be increasingly needed to continue to sell the promise for value that does not get delivered.

Research into people's PC usage reveals the top activities are browsing, email and word processing. Other research reveals that people's criteria for purchase of a PC is centered around functionality they infrequently use like digital video and photo editing. Imagine a person needing a family car ignoring the seat capacity and focusing instead on how fast it goes from 0 to 60mph.

The marketing can be fun, the products can be shiny but, please, just give me technology that does the basics brilliantly.


For more information ...
iPhone

Sunday, October 28, 2007

labyrinth 2

We walked this 'turf maze' in Hilton, Cambridgeshire today. Once again the labyrinth follows the Chartres pattern and is a simple labyrinth anyone could probably make in their garden.

This one was created by William Sparrow in 1660 when he was 19 to commemorate the restoration of Charles II to the throne of England.



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labyrinth
labyrinth society

Friday, October 19, 2007

remote but no control

For many years now remote controls have frustrated me as they don't help me. Yes, I can change channel, turn the sound up or down, mute the sound, see the guide but once I leave these basic functions usability not only degrades it disappears.

How do I record a program onto a vcr or hard drive? How do I do a timer record, How can I watch one program and record another? How do I make timer recordings of all the upcoming Heroes episodes. The equipment I have is capable of this, but the 'remote', my interface with the system makes it unusable.

I suspect I am not alone in my frustration. This is not just a problem for the aged, this is a 'pain in the ass' for most people. The major companies associated with TV and other related devices have let us down in a way we would not tolerate from other technology providers and the battle line is the remote.

For me the main problems of the remote relate to some basic functions associated with recording.
  • record something that is on now but that I am not watching
  • record something that is on later that I wont' be watching
  • record something that is on now and that I am watching
  • record a series of programs
In fact, really number 1 and 2 are of most interest to me.

Pictured above are the last three remotes I owned, from left to right they have 53, 47 and 53 button (a button that has an up and down function I count as two). That is more controls than most cars and yet the functions I really want are limited.
  1. change channel
  2. turn sound up, down or off
  3. see the guide, scroll through it and select an item (I don't even need info as the guide provides that)
  4. record something that is on now but that I am not watching
  5. record something that is on later that I may or may not be watching
  6. record something that is on now and that I am watching
  7. record a series of programs
Surely someone can design a better remote to just perform these functions. Maybe Apple should take this challenge on. The iPod and iPhone seems to have simple interfaces to relatively complex functionality, how about the iRemote? Here is my design constructed in 20 minutes.

  • To change the channel, press prog and use the scroll like on an iPod, this will scroll through the channels.
  • To turn sound up or down press vol and use the scroll like on a iPod, to mute press vol and then OK.
  • To see the guide, press guide, scroll using the scroll bar, getting the idea? and then select the program to watch by pressing OK.
  • To record something that is on now, press guide, scroll to the program then press rec. Then an on screen menu should ask if you want to (a) record and watch, (b) record but watch something else (c) record all programs in the series. Use the scroll and OK to select the appropriate option.
  • To record something that is on later press guide, scroll to the program then press rec. Then an on screen menu should prompt asking if you want to (a) record and watch later (this would automatically change to this channel when the program starts), (b) record but watch something else later (c) record all programs in the series. Use the scroll and OK to select the appropriate option.
  • To record something that is on now and that I am watching, press rec.
  • Recording a series of programs was taken care of by the above.
This is just an illustration not a solution. There are other functions to consider, such as text, favorites, live pause, etc., but these are I believe secondary considerations.

Surely someone out there should have invented a better remote and given us back control!

Friday, October 12, 2007

Friday, September 14, 2007

chocolate gorilla

That old marketing adage, 'you don't sell the sausage, you sell the sizzle', always seems applicable when looking at adverts that seem to capture the imagination without flaunting the product.

In the example below a feeling is created and as with most advertising I don't necessarily want to go out and buy the product but Cadbury's have captured some of my attention. The distinctive purple color is used on the background and I think the contemplative nature of the piece is meant to evoke satisfaction and indulgence offered by the product but chocolate is only illustrated at the start and end.

But a key question remains, do I feel like buying some chocolate or a Phil Collins album? Mmmm, ok! I think I fancy a dairy milk.




For more information ...
cadbury
cadbury on wikipedia
gorilla

Thursday, September 06, 2007

let no one sleep

Ireland, a nation who had never previously qualified for the world cup, came alive in June of 1990. A nervous start resulting in 3 draws took us through to the second round of the competition. Our luck continued when we then beat Romania on penalties 5-4. Sheedy, Houghton, Townsend, Cascariono and O'Leary scored and then Packie Bonner saved from Timofte to put us through to the quarter finals. A moment branded into the memory of those who witnessed it.

The tournament ended for us when we lost to a goal from Salvatore Schillaci and Italy in the quarter final. Schillaci would go on to win the best player and golden boot award but our luck had run out.

The ups and downs were experienced to the backdrop of the Nessun Dorma, the song of that summer. Pavarotti brought it alive and even though none of us knew of Turandot or Calàf, we all connected with the song.
No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.

So the chorus sings as the night begins to die, a fitting paradox for that great Italian singer who died today, aged 71.


For more information ...
pavarotti
italia '90
nessun dorma
maria callas

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

labyrinth

A labyrinth is quite distinct from a maze, it does not confuse the walker it guides them. There is a single path through the labyrinth and a single path out. Whilst it does not promote confusion, it certainly promotes thought.

(Calgary labyrinth based on the Chartres Cathedral labyrinth)

In the labyrinth you often seem near the centre when in fact you are far away and when you seem far away a few steps brings you quite close to the centre. The labyrinth is an unfolding journey, as you walk you get to know the labyrinth in a way beyond seeing it.

There is a well developed connection between the labyrinth and religion, many churches feature the labyrinth even though it predates Christianity and transcends western culture. The symbolism is evident and often exploited, 'there is but one path that leads to god', etc.

(Labyrinth at Ely Cathedral)

The practice of walking a labyrinth provides an occasion for reflection similar to that of kinhin, the walking meditation of Zen Buddhism or the stations of the cross in Catholicism. The Celts in Ireland used the word turas for a journey of a spiritual nature, they too depicted labyrinths.

Today I walked an unusual labyrinth at Ely Cathedral with my mother, a nice journey to share together.


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labyrinth
kinhin
lough derg
ely cathedral

Thursday, August 30, 2007

more monkey than monk 2

I have been trying some breathing exercises recently to calm my mind which due to a stressful work situation is more active than ever. The 'monkey mind' is chattering away.

I inhale through my nostrils for a count of 4, then hold for a count of 2, then exhale through my mouth for a count of 4 and dwell in the quite space after exhalation for a count of 2. Repeat 40 times and it usually changes my heart rate by between 10-20 beats per second.

(photo by marc shandro)

These photos are by a good friend in Canada whom I shared great conversations with on the topics of distractions and awareness. I miss my friends in Canada but in some sense because I am thinking of them I still feel connected, if only a little.

(photo by marc shandro)



For more information ...
marc shandros photos
flickr
more monkey than monk

Monday, July 30, 2007

jungfrukällan - the virgin spring

Sad to see the passing of Ingmar Bergman today. Most people remember his depiction of the Grim Reaper in The Seventh Seal but for me his best film is The Virgin Spring. It is a fable set in 14th century Sweden and explores themes such as innocence, jealousy, death and revenge.

I have an unfinished work that transplants the story into an Irish setting but retains the plot. It is in simple rhyming couplet form and I envisage it been like some of the Canterbury tales. I expect it wouldn't be half as good. The 89 minutes of the film would translate into a large poem and I have not had the creative or physical energy to pursue it but here it is, in unedited form, presented in remembrance of the departed Swede.


Cockcrow call the sun
And with the sunlight morning comes.
Let us look upon the hut
Where idle? Fi sparks the turf.
Eyes hooded dark and deeply felt
When with child she gives to vent.
"Anu, Danu, Don,
Anu, Danu, Don.
Mother of us all,
Mother of the soil.
Let this day break tender fruit
For you to drink of its juice.
Anu Danu Don,
Anu Danu Don."

Morning prayer on day that Saviour died
Welcome now a new and peaceful time.
Mother Mary mortifies her flesh.
As father does the chores before breakfast.
At wooden table seated now
With wooden bowls father, mother, Fi and Clow.
"Mother, does our child sleep late
Dreaming of dances as dance she did 'til late.
Go and awake her now so she may bring
The candles for the priest's blessing."
"I will awake her soon and to the church she will go
But 'til sweet dreams have passed and not before.
For tender is the night that softly lays
Unlike my ghostly visions that perturb my days."

Aisling, the maiden fresh as the spring fair
Still silent sleeps without world's care.
She'll go to mass late this morn
For the candles to be blessed by Father Tom.
Her mother pleads for her to rise
And the young girl does but at her ease.???
"Oh! mother dear, please may I wear my Sunday skirts
White stockings, blue shoes with pearls and the yellow shirt.
The skirts, the blue and the red
The fifteen maidens did weave with golden thread.
And finally to cover all
The darkest blue of my blue shawls."
"Now come! my child so sweet you must take care
Not to please so much the great seducers ear."

"When I was young I saw freedom would come
As a bird falls after flight to the sun.
Your comedy will soon begin", Clow says,
As he recalls wandering his young days.
Aisling now begins to mount
Fair Ban as Fi rides Dark Hunt.
From mother dear a final kiss goodbye
As father says "the Lord bless young life."
They leave the farm from wood it came
And back to wood they journey again.
Dark and fair through wood by lake they go,
Whistling in the trees these words sung by Clow.
"The winged bird will climb on high
And wander far in the spring time."


For more information ...
ingmar bergman
the virgin spring

Thursday, July 26, 2007

the way

A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.
Lao Tzu (570-490 B.C.)
When I let go of what I am,
I become what I might be.
Lao Tzu (570-490 B.C.)


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Lao Tzu

Friday, July 20, 2007

the road is made by walking

The combination of a physical and mental journey and the interplay between both has attracted humans throughout the ages. The idea of pilgrimage is often associated with the fulfillment of a religious duty but first and foremost it fulfills a human need.

I have often found my reading has a meandering nature leading places I did not know existed or could not have planned visiting. Recently whilst reading Pilgrimage - Adventures of the Spirit, I came across the following lines from the Spanish poet Machado.

I thought the fire was out
I stirred the ashes
And I burnt my fingers.
- Antonio Machado

(photo: ravi bhavnani)

Great, simple lines that capture a moment, a Spanish haiku. My wife was somewhat familiar with Machado so I wikipedia'd him and came across this famous verse by him. What a great way to describe one's pilgrimage or journey through life.

Wanderer, your footsteps are
the road, and nothing more;
wanderer, there is no road,
the road is made by walking.
By walking one makes the road,
and upon glancing behind
one sees the path
that never will be trod again.
Wanderer, there is no road--
Only wakes upon the sea.

Caminante, son tus huellas
el camino, y nada más;
caminante, no hay camino,
se hace camino al andar.
Al andar se hace camino,
y al volver la vista atrás
se ve la senda que nunca
se ha de volver a pisar.
Caminante, no hay camino,
sino estelas en la mar.
- Antonio Machado, Proverbios y cantares XXIX" in Campos de Castilla.

(photo: boblycat)

I probably would hesitate to recommend Pilgrimage - Adventures of the Spirit, unless someone was particularly interested in journeys of a spiritual nature. It does contain some good essays by Jack Hitt on the Camino, Nicholas Shrady on Buddha's journey and Kent E. St.John on visiting the only German concentration camp based on French soil.

Although I am not Christian I would, one day, like to walk the Camino, to climb Croagh Patrick again, to visit Jerusalem and walk the stations of the cross. I would not expect to meet God along the way but I suspect I would learn more about my fellow man.

Meandering though it was, this post is done. Now let's go on.


For more information ...
antonio machado
pilgrimage - adventures of the spirit

Friday, June 29, 2007

phone

After a level of marketing hype only Apple can create, the iPhone launched today. From a product marketing and management perspective there are a number of interesting aspects to this product launch which will be good to bear in mind as we watch how the iPhone fares over the next 12 months.

Convergence
Over the years there have been numerous attempts to converge different products but with mixed success. The combination DVD and VCR never really took off, people still decided to buy these separately. Even though you can easily get tuners for PC's most of us still look at a TV not a monitor when watching our favorite soap. TV's and computers have not successfully converged.
Divergence rather than convergence seems to dominate for a number of reasons. Selling us two products rather than one allows a company to broaden its product line and maximize revenue. From a technical point of view technologies mature and evolve at different rates, combining two technologies will mean that one will be held back by the other.
The iPhone combines a phone, a music device and web browser. This is a definite convergence strategy, will it work where other convergence strategies have failed?

Usability
The mechanical features of the Walkman dominated the design of the early MP3 players. It took the classic design of the iPod to go beyond the buttons and to develop a device that was very usable. However, there is more to the usability of the iPod than the nice touch pad. The iPod only includes features which satisfy the goal of playing music on the go, (e.g. you can't delete a song on the iPod, you do that in iTunes). This goal directed design leads to a simple, powerful interface that satisfies people expectations of the device.
Mobile phones have horrendous interfaces and predictive text is a solution to a problem created by the design of the hardware. The interactive behavior a user has with a mobile phone and a mobile music device is quite different. The interactions on a phone are more sophisticated (typing text messages is more complicated than choosing a song to play). Will the usability principles used to such great effect on the iPod extend successfully to use on the iPhone?

Time to market
People often over emphasize the need to get to market early. The reason for this is simple, greed, the sooner you can sell something, the sooner you will get a return on investment. Apple were definitely not the first to market with an a MP3 organizer or a MP3 player. If memory serves me correctly, I believe they may have been the 7th or 8th player in the market. Napster and others had got into the MP3 organizer space before them and and iRiver and mpio were in the MP3 player space before them.
So, first to market was not the dominant variable in defining ultimate success. Obviously, Apple or not first to market for a mobile that plays music but the situation is a little different from the MP3 situation. Mobiles have been around for a lot longer than MP3 players were when Apple launched the iPod in 2001. Names like Motorola and Nokia are big players in a way mpio and iRiver never were. Will time to market be more of a defining factor for the iPhone than it was for the iPod?

Crystal Ball
I hesitate to predict but let's have some fun and give it a try, we can check in 12 months time.
I think the iPhone will be successful in converging the mobile phone and mobile music experiences. I think Safari maybe an Achilles heel, so maybe people won't use it to browse the web too much.
I think the usability approach will extend well to the mobile phone worlds and this is perhaps an area of great advancement. I have looked at demos of the iPhone and it is so much easier to use than a regular mobile.
I think that Apple won't have it as easy in the mobile phone space as they did in the mobile music space. The companies who are in that space are quite sophisticated with product design, although I think they have under served the consumer.
Final verdict, before the introduction of the iPod/iTunes Apple were not in the music distribution business, today they are the 5th largest supplier of music worldwide. The iPhone is over priced and over hyped but a key benefit of the iPhone is ego gratification. I think we will see Apple move into the mobile phone space but perhaps not have the 70% market share it does in the MP3 space.

Then again it could be Steve Jobs' Apple Newton?

For more information ...
iPhone
Apple Newton

Saturday, June 16, 2007

where go the boats


(source: Henry W Taunt)

Dark brown is the river.
Golden is the sand.
It flows along for ever,
With trees on either hand.

Green leaves a-floating,
Castles of the foam,
Boats of mine a-boating—
Where will all come home?

On goes the river
And out past the mill,
Away down the valley,
Away down the hill.

Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore

Robert Louis Stevenson, from A Child's Garden of Verses, 1885.


I have made my own tune for this poem and have sung this to Tomas at night since he was born. We talk about this as been one of the 'old songs' and when I ask does he want one of the 'old songs', he says yes.

For more information ...
robert louis stevenson

Friday, June 15, 2007

an attempt at writing something positive



light not heavy
now not then
air not earth
less not more
music not song
pictures not words
feeling not thinking
giving not taking
here not there
quiet not loud
we not I

Thursday, May 31, 2007

sleep walking


all your life you have been sleep walking wandering in a dream all your days faking it for real now through the fog you stumble and wake upon an unknown shore feet unsteady and uncomfortable feeling it for real looking around the unfamiliar landscape no landmarks to guide you and then you look down at your feet and wonder

?where have you been?where are you?where will you go?

Friday, May 11, 2007

Thursday, May 10, 2007

warrior of light

Repeated experiences have but one aim, to teach us what it is we do not want to learn.
- adapted from Paulo Coelho.



For more information ...
Paulo Coelho