Mar '24
This little post about friends had two striking quotes:
I think it’s valuable and magical to have so much context on a person. That knowledge is pure and hard to replicate.
When the plane of understanding has shrunk. I find that profoundly sad. You lose shared context, and realize there’s nothing substantial left. The love is always there, like an invisible weight, but we can’t always get it back.
Scientists have discovered what they think is the brightest object in the universe. Viewing distant things in space is time travel. The further away you look, the further in the past you go. The brightest object is a black hole that devours, on average, one sun a day. Can you imagine? An ancient object that feeds on a steady diet of stars.
This article was so melancholy and inspiring at the same time. And what a lede: "Billions of miles away at the edge of the Solar System, Voyager 1 has gone mad and has begun to die."
Recently, Voyager's status was updated. It isn’t going crazy any more. What an amazing engineering feat.
Ed Norton was a guest on Rick Rubin's Tetragrammaton podcast recently. They were talking about how water is infinite. And how music is infinite. One of the best parts of being in the woods is the fractal nature to the whole experience. You can take in the whole landscape and it's big and majestic. Or you can look at the ground and watch a whole world playing out at the scale of bugs and dirt. Zoom out or in and there's infinite detail to uncover.
A sign of low stress is the capacity to notice birds. To hear them singing. Look at the sky. The colors and the clouds. And the birds.
At the Walt Disney Studios in Burbank, employees can tour Walt Disney's original office. At one point in time that office was the center of power at Disney. You can imagine every junior executive and striver trying to get in there. You can imagine their excitement or stress or feeling of achievement about spending fifteen minutes or a half hour in that room. It was THE place to be. Now it's a museum. An interesting novelty.
An arpeggio is just a chord that's been broken apart and repeated. Does that exist in other art forms? Is that color palettes for paintings? What would that be in film?
