Archive for ‘Reflections’

February 1, 2011

And So It Is.

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant:
if we did not sometimes taste of adversity,
prosperity would not be so welcome.

-Anne Bradstreet

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February 1, 2011

Aftermath of a Few Snowflakes

Rain isn’t so pretty when it falls, but cleans up the streets the morning after.
Snow is pretty when it falls, but it leaves a mess for the days to follow.

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January 31, 2011

But I Thought It Was Gonna Rain

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.
-Albert Einstein

January 29, 2011

In Out of Focus

Sometimes it doesn’t matter what you’re looking at, no matter how good or bad, if you’re out of focus.  Sometimes it doesn’t matter how you’re looking at something, no matter how straight or curved,  if you’re in perspective.

January 18, 2011

Midnight Contemplations of an Art Lover

We do what we love.  We do what we are.  It seems pretty simple.  But surrounding our intuitive and at times spontaneous actions as artists, we are all eventually forced to come face to face with perplexing questions.  Because our art matters so much to us, issues that surround it really matter to us too.  What are we aiming to create?  What are we contributing to?  What is the validity of our limitations?  Where does innovation lie in place of tradition and vice versa?  Who are we reaching out to?  Why does our art matter?  How can we sustain our various art forms?  …

Personally, I’m able to capture glimpses of answers to these questions in random moments, whether they come to me instantaneously or through years of steady reinforcement.  At the same time, I am also learning to be at ease with the fact that even an entire lifetime may not be enough to be able to answer some of these questions.

Whether we speak out into the world through spoken words, abstract sounds, movement through space, or shapes and colors, we are all creators and interpreters of imagination.  Collaborating with other artists beyond my particular discipline has made me realize the importance of being ambassadors in the arts — to different communities, in terms of geographical region, social division, and also artistic discipline.  I’ve been thinking about this more and more lately.  There is definitely more room for an increase of support and cross pollination between the different art forms.

Just some thoughts.  At the end of the day, though, I guess what really matters is that we still do what we do, and that we continue to celebrate our love for it.

January 5, 2011

Letting Go and Starting Anew

At the beginning of each new year, many decide to start fresh again, make resolutions for the new year, and prepare themselves for a successful year.  I do the same, except for the new years resolutions part.  I find it almost unnecessary to do so because, well, new year’s resolutions are never really resolved.  This is a fact that most people are familiar with or have experienced for themselves time after time again.  For resolutions, I find that we’re probably better off making a really simple, watered-down version of an improvement we want to make in our lives or about ourselves for each new day.  This is hard enough, so…you get the point.

The start of a new year, or in this year’s case, the start of a new decade, is a once-in-a-year/decade opportunity to clean out any baggage that has been dragging us down.  Whether it’s memories of tragedy, disappointment in failure, grief over loss, grudge against foe, or distress about issues, now is a good time to let go, forgive, and walk away.  You can’t really clean out a bowl of dirty water without emptying out the dirty water first.  Don’t fall for the temptation to, for instance, add something like colored water to disguise what was contaminating the water before, because then you’ll just get…dirty colored water.  You get the point.

Happy New Year.  I wish you all a good one.

December 29, 2010

Two Panoramic Views



Circumstances offer temporary transformation.  Intentions offer permanent transformation.

December 27, 2010

Solid Rain

December 5, 2010

Bridging Two Points

Just a month ago, I looked outside my window and noticed that the leaves were changing. Being caught up with daily this-and-thats ever since school resumed, I hadn’t had time to take a trip to Central Park much, and was late to notice the transition to autumn. At that moment, I was loving the beauty of the warmer colors emerging in the leaves of the trees… way more than I was loving the cooler temperatures outside.

Another month has passed, and I find myself surprised again at how much it has changed outside. But it’s still technically autumn, right? Winter’s not supposed to start until the 21st this year… Ok, so the winter solstice marks the beginning of this upcoming season, but is the beginning really that clear?

Thinking of classical music, the issues that come from categorizing the different eras raise similar questions. Naming and dating years in music history into the Renaissance, Baroque, Classical, Romantic, Modern periods, etc… is convenient because the generalizations pointed out about each era are relatively consistent within the given time frames. However, it can keep our minds boxed into our definitions of each era. It’s also mildly surprising to remember that many of the great composers that represent each era were alive and composing at the same time during the beginnings and endings of each others’ lives. At least it is for me.

On another note, I only captured the appearance of a tiny portion of the whole city, and therefore am not representing a comprehensive view of everything. But then again, it might also be that (textbook) music history also reflects only a small portion of the composers and performers out there throughout the eras.

In any case, this tree looks beautiful in whatever time of year. So we’ll leave it at that.