Monthly Archives: July 2011

World Building

By Jonathan Harris

Jonathan Harris is an artist I just came across last night, but already, there’s something about what he’s up to that appeals to me.   Go to his website to explore.   He begins with a clear statement of vision, and then you go to a page with descriptions of his work.   He is working in the space where humans touch technology, and his basic thought is that somehow, technology isn’t necessarily helping us become more human.  As a believer in technology, Harris is doing some pretty amazing things with the grammar and syntax of what technology can do in story-telling and expression.

The piece I came across last night is called World Building in a Crazy World.   The title appealed to me immediately, because when it comes down to it, that’s what I think we’re here for.   To create and make worlds in light of God’s ongoing making, in an amazing partnership between humanity and divinity.    The first piece of this work is called “Baz” in which Harris recounts two stories about his fourth grade teacher.   The gist of what emerges from these stories is to bring all of yourself to the work everyday, and to stop thinking you have the answers to the big questions, especially if that pride is bleeding into what you’re trying to do as a playwright.

As I read that story, I knew I needed to sit up and pay attention.   Baz had told Harris that he’d wept one day over his realization that his disappointment with the plays he was writing stemmed from his desire to impress his audiences with big answers to big questions.  He decided to own the fact that he didn’t know the big answers, and concentrated on asking the right questions, and inviting the audience into the answering.

I suppose it helped me because all around me I see big questions.  The Civil War (inspiration for current project) is a huge question, and there are times when I get glimpses of answers that I want to tell everyone.  Pride is insidious.

Go read World Building In A Crazy World.  It will take you about 15-20 minutes.   You’ll hear a call to humanize the digital world, a call to make those worlds beautiful, and a few pointers (one I found sort of life-saving) about how to find a place to put your feet down in a world of constant, overwhelming flux.

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Catching a Glimpse of the World

Have you seen One Day On Earth?  On October 10, 2010, people from all over the world shot video and have been in the process of uploading those videos ever since.   Click on the archive, and see a map of the world with links to tons of snapshot videos of all kinds of things.  From the South Pole to Australia to Washington State, people are going about their lives, and with One Day on Earth, you can have a glimpse of all that’s going on on a typical day.   If you have video of your own life from that day, upload it and be a part of the project.  A feature film is due out that looks to be pretty amazing The next “one day on Earth” happens on 11.11.2011.

The video above is from Global Tribe, a missions organization.  I came across the video at Creative Visions Foundation, an organization supporting creative activisits who are using media to “inform, inspire, and empower.”   As I watched the piece, the sense of the growing connectivity around the planet became palpable.  The impression is that everywhere you turn these days, people are reaching out to people, all around the world.  And yes, there are wars and atrocities and Congresses who can’t get their act together, but still, you can’t help but be excited about the good things people are up to these days.

My primary reaction is one of awe and amazement.   “Vast” is a word that comes to mind constantly, as does “limitations” and “finite.”   The tension between vast and limitations is simple that of the frame.   The greatest works of art that carry us into universal meaning all travel through some framing device that both limits and frees, and it’s only through local culture and particular acts that the human connection is made.   As frustrating as some days can be, the experience of being human in this time has possibilities that we have only just begun to touch.

Worship is the first response…then, creation…

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Friday Night Lights: Sorry to See You Go…

That football sailing through last-minute skies landing months down the road in the arms of a future worth far more than six points and a ring: a new personal favorite story moment that encapsulates so much of what I loved about Friday Night Lights.

I liked the first film, especially (spoilers ahead), the gritty ending.  You don’t always win; in fact, much of life is learning how to adjust to not winning.  But the pilot of the television series knocked me over…still does.  Maybe it’s the fact that Peter Berg and company got the West Texas culture so right.  It’s strange to watch a television show chronicling the world of your childhood, especially one that manages to get into the crevices and cracks of relationships and environment. The small town, the football fever, the lone BBQ joint, the tiny houses, the grandmother fading lovingly into dementia, the inarticulate back-up quarterback, the jock who drinks who turns out to have a deeper soul.   As I write that, it all seems cliched, but it’s just not.  Nor is it over-romanticized.  Sure, I’ll admit the FNL world is not a dark place, and it’s true that some folks get stuck in the heat, the dust, and the disappointment in such a fashion that small-town Texas becomes terrible and life-crushing.  One detractor I know (yes, there are some) went so far as to complain that people like Coach Taylor (and Tami) don’t exist.   Well, I know that’s not true–I’ve known more than one Coach Taylor through the years, each of them making just the kind of difference Coach Taylor makes.

Maybe it was the acting.   I recall seeing perhaps a handful of false notes over the five seasons, but so much of it was seamless.  Kyle Chandler and Connie Britton were spot-on, though it was Britton who regularly took my breath away, most often in scenes with her daughter, Aimee Teegarden’s character Julie.   Taylor Kitsch (Riggins), Zach Gilford (Matt), Jesse Plemons (Landry), Adrianne Palicki (Tyra), Matt Lauria (Luke), Michael B. Jordan (Vince)…the list is pretty stellar.  So many beautiful moments as these characters respond to the tests they’re given.   I’m remembering the gist of Coach Taylor’s voice over speech at the end of the pilot episode as Jason Street (played by Scott Porter) goes down with a crippling neck injury.  ”We will be tested.”

Perhaps that’s what rings both true and false about FNL.  These people are tested, and most of them fail along the way.  But what we get to see is that mistakes need not be forever, sins need not cripple a life, and the hammer blows of circumstance cannot destroy the fire-forged steel called faith.  Failed dreams, broken marriages, bone-head decisions, seedy lifestyles, prison terms–none of them are excuses to stop believing that the good in the world always has a chance to come back.  Moments of beauty stream towards us constantly.  And while such moments are not always fully redemptive (what will Vince’s Dad’s life be after the game for State is over), they are there.  They stand as evidence that in a world where everyday can seem like a war, there is always the chance that today will be the day that you make that touch or that move that will lead again to six points, and another win.

So at the end of the run, it’s the start of another season.   Love is in the air, possibility sits in the faces of all those young players looking at their new coach, and we just have a sense that these characters will move on in an honest and realistic hope, a hope that’s the result of that mysterious combination of effort and grace.  That hope will not disappoint them.   Somehow, FNL helped me get a glimpse of what the Apostle Paul meant when he talking of taking joy in his suffering.   He said “suffering produces perseverance, perseverance produces character, and character, hope.”

Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose.

Thanks, FNL…

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Making Up the Afterlife: David Eagleman’s SUM

One of my favorite books is Alan Lightman’s Einstein’s Dreams, in which Lightman, an MIT physicist, imagines Einstein considering multiple modes of experiencing time.   Time moves backwards, in endless repetition, in varying cycles of stunning strangeness.  Einstein’s Dreams is an elegant, vastly imaginative look at one of life’s deepest mysteries.   David Eagleman’s SUM: Forty Tales from The Afterlives attempts the same sort of imaginative leap, only this time, the subject is what happens after we die.

Eagleman, a neuroscientist at Baylor College of Medicine, has created a religious take on the world he calls “Possibilianism.”   Possibilianism, at first glance (and that’s all I’ve really taken at this point) is an attempt to stake out a middle position between a God-believing religious faith and the strict non-faith of an atheist.   Eagleman doesn’t like agnosticism either, so he posits the idea that “possibility” is a better orientation toward our vast ignorance than doubt.   With that in mind, SUM is a chronicle of Eagleman’s imagination at work creating “possible” afterlives.

One of the interesting things in SUM is that in virtually all of these 40 stories, there is a God-figure.  They may be multiple gods, forgotten gods, pipsqueak gods, gods with various dysfunctions and psychological problems, absent gods, and trickster gods.   So Eagleman is riffing on the notion that if you have no reliable information on the nature of origin, beginning, destiny, God, original mover, or whatever, then you really have to come up with some other kind of story, and the possibilities are pretty endless.

It’s a fun read in some ways.   There are even some profound ideas, the best of which are not really about the afterlife, but that call us into deeper understanding of our life right now.

A few of my favorite moments:

  • The notion that our final death is not when our body ceases to breath, etc., but is when our name is said for the last time on earth.  We’re stuck waiting in a purgatorial realm until that moment, and after that, some mysterious, unknown afterlife begins.   The funny thing is that the famous ones never get to leave because they are never forgotten, and they get Purgatory forever.
  • The idea that any created entity that was “ineffable”, like plays or businesses or platoons, have afterlives as well, but the “bodies” that made them come into being, are not really part of that afterlife.  In the same way that we do not bring our spleen and arteries into the afterlife (Eagleman assumes), the afterlife of plays will not include actors or lines.
  • The graveyard where the vast pantheon of old gods from all the world’s religions hang out.  It’s an impressive gathering of misguided gods.
  • The realization that we are all actually colossal giants who’s true life consists of holding up the various parts of the universe, and that when it comes to vacation time, we opt for human lives on earth.   When we die, we have to go back to work.
  • And then there’s an idea that keeps popping up that always has appeal to me.   What age will we be in the afterlife?   Eagleman ponders the notion of all of our ages being alive at once, incarnated in differing forms all at the same time, so that all the “yous” have the possibility of meeting up as you move through the afterlife.   Jeff at 25 could meet Jeff at 44, and they could play catch with Jeff at 8.  I especially like the idea of all your yous getting together at once, in a reunion sort of way, the life family of all the Jeffs I’ve been and will be.

What’s the sum of SUM?   I’ve always said that if God doesn’t speak to us by some means, then human beings are stuck with coming up with something that explains the nature of things. Eagleman’s SUM is as inventive an attempt as any to set up some possibilities.   Within the Biblical framework, none of it makes much sense because in Eagleman’s mind, God’s nature and character is up for complete reinvention.   While there are mysteries and complexities in the Bible’s portrait of God, there’s nothing that would lead to anything close to what Eagleman’s doing.   And perhaps his Possibilianism is attractive (you’d be surprised how much traction its getting) because faith in “whatever” demands little.

On the back of the book, it’s specifically classified as fiction.

Honest and appropriate…

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Possibility as a First Word

If you sat down quietly to listen for and to God (or at least “the small still voice inside”) and after awhile, a series of words presented themselves to you, and the first word was “possibility”, what would you do with it?

If you took “possibility” to be a word of direction, where would it point you?  If you google “possibility” and other variations (“the power of possibility”, “possibility thinking”, etc.), you get websites like what you’d expect: lots of “positive” thinkers who are keeping up the faith that the human being has the capacity and potential to do just about anything he sets his mind to.   It’s easy for us more serious folks to frown and look down our noses at the happy folk who seem cheerier than is good for them, but truth to tell, I’m terribly curious about the power of thinking about life from an upside and strength point of view.

I suppose the world needs smiley faces and sour pusses, and I’ve contributed my share of both over the years.    But it strikes me that even the most casual observation suggests that folks who think in terms of possibility tend to move forward, get things done, and contribute an abundance of productive energy.  And anecdotally from my own life, I can’t see that thinking about the terrible things that are probably going to happen, along with obsessive thoughts about what a terrible person I am, and how I’m not talented enough, good enough, blah, blah, blah–fill in your own lousy conversation with yourself–has ever been helpful.   At all.

So for the moment, realizing that sin, hubris, failure, ignorance, disease, foolishness, and limitations are all in play, I’m going to be doing some reading and thinking (as I work on Lost Cause, Back of House, and other theatre projects) on the idea of possibility.   I’d love to hear about the books I need to read, the websites I need to visit, the conversations I need to be having.    Let me know…

May it be done to you according to your faith…

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