Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

the flute player
beneath his feet the earth spins
the music spirals

Foucault Pendulum
http://faraday.physics.uiowa.edu/Movies ... e20.10.mpg

a long trip to find that post about you playing your flute under the dome of the capitol building. I don't hear music when the musician stops playing. when the last note fades away. all is silence. I can't recreate it in my head. But while it is playing I know I exist. Must of the time I feel like a ghost.. But I can still almost almost hear your flute reverberating down those marble hallways, the image in my mind is so strong, an eidetic image. There were some strange cats hanging out in Vienna circa 1905. Husserl might have been the strangest.

Melody
The Absolute Flux

Husserl elaborates the basic problem of time-consciousness by taking the simple example of a melody. Observing that what we perceive endures – i.e., a melody is experienced as a unity of discrete tones, with each tone and the melody as a whole grasped as unified enduring objects – he sets out to examine how this can occur. Clearly, more than one tone must be retained in consciousness, since if each disappeared entirely after it had sounded then their succession, and therefore the melody as a whole, could never be grasped: "in each moment we would have a tone, or perhaps an empty pause in the interval between the sounding of two tones, but never the representation of a melody." And each tone must also undergo some form of modification in consciousness, enabling it to appear "as more or less past, as pushed back in time, as it were," since otherwise "instead of a melody we would have a chord of simultaneous tones, or rather a disharmonious tangle of sound, as if we had struck simultaneously all the notes that had previously sounded" (PCIT, p. 11). It is in order to account for our ability to experience such temporally extended objects as temporally extended that Husserl takes an immanent tone as his phenomenological datum.
http://www.ul.ie/~philos/vol2/husserl.html

The Phenomenology of Internal Time Consciousness, Lectures from the year 1905. Edmund Husserl.


I got a little two thousand year gap in my mind, between Plato and Husserl.

John Williams, the great Australian guitarist:


"The essence of the guitar's beauty lies in its dying away . . ."

Mozart:

"My favorite music is no music . . ." ( the quiet between notes . . .)



" The best music is around midnight . . ."


-Thelonious Monk

jack,

The acoustics were wonderful standing on the lone star in the capitol rotunda. I want to play in the Taj Mahal like Paul Horn. Or in the Grand Canyon. Or from the redwood forests to the Gulf Stream waters, etc.
In Dallas (actually in Highland Park) there is a small park with a gazebo. This gazebo is a magic place to play the flute. When you stand in the middle of the gazebo and intone an F#, the whole structure rings like a bell.

Z,
As soon as I get to be a good enough musician, I want to do a version of Round Midnight.

Clay ask Doreen if she ever was in the Glen L Martin Engineering building on the College Park campus. They had one of those pendulums there. It was mounted in the dome on almost friction free bearings. As the earth rotated the pendulum always swung in the same direction. Underneath it was a clock face mosaic on the floor. As the earth spun the arc of the pendulum would cross the clock face at different times. As if it was moving not the floor beneath it. I think it was a clock face, but homeboy said it was a compass so that the direction of the pendulum seemed to change. If you put a pen on the end of the pendulum it would trace a spiral. I have a beautiful image of you in my mind with the earth spinning and spirlaling through space.

the movie illustrates the movement.