First Thursday

First Thursday

Every first Thursday of the month, Portland opens its art galleries for visitors to look and have wine/cheese. It becomes a big walking fest between galleries, shops, and usually ends with people eating at the nicer restaurants in the Perl district.

I went last night and it was a beautiful weather – lots of people walking around and talking. I especially like the little independent booth shops on a section of blocks they close off for artists who just plop down and start playing music or selling stuff they have made. I find the street displays the most interesting and they are run by students, local folks, or just dabblers who make all kinds of creations. One of the interesting things to observe is the pretentious some of these art shows (and those that attend them) can become.

It’s amazing to me how almost laughably dressed and self-important some of the visitors and artists become. While I’m no pro, my hobby has been in photography and I have sold some of my work before so I went in to see a photo show but it left me extremely unimpressed. If I had given a child a camera for 5 minutes and let them run around underexposing/blurring/overexposing stuff I would have gotten the same outcome. While I have seen good modern photography that is really cool, when I think of masterful work I think of someone who has so mastered the techniques and principles of their medium (techniques and properties of their paint, photo process, musical technique, etc) that they have transcend just getting images down on a merely functional level (simply being able to portray something).

Masterful artisans have so integrated the techniques of their medium that they are beyond the functional and can manipulate the emotional responses that those functional elements can create. The artist can create a deep feeling or truth about reality/the human condition/truth of life/love/etc. But when you have something that looks on all levels like it failed at even the functional level (ie. looks like they didn’t even know how to use a camera) it is really hard for me to get over that to the transcendent level of communication. I need to see in the work that the person has a mastery of the functional process before I can believe their violation of those principles was intentional or just putting on the facade of great talent (i.e. can they even take really beautiful photos of ‘normal’ stuff?).

I have seen work and artists that can pull me into that transcendent experience; but it happens so much less often with works that are focused on form alone as the communicative element. I hate sounding like an old fogie, but man, some classical works can, and still do, bring tears to my eyes. It’s been a long time since I’ve had form-based art do that for me.

Yet, there is a lot of joy in walking around with those that try and are learning to hone those skills – I for one greatly enjoy the creative and imaginative hearts they have. I’ll certainly keep going and learning from these creative souls; it’s just that it is so silly when one thinks they are much better at what the do than they really are. A healthy humility goes a long way in keeping us striving and yearning for bettering ourselves and our work whether it be art or our lives of loving others.

Real meaning of being an “I”

Real meaning of being an “I”

The Myers-Briggs personality profile test is probably one of the most widely known and used tests.  One of it’s 4 metrics is I(ntroverted) vs. E(xtroverted).  It may not come as too much of a shock that I come out very I(ntroverted).

I always saw this as meaning that introverted people didn’t enjoy being around other people but preferred to be solitary. I have recently learned that this anti-social trait is not what this metric points to at all. Instead, it simply means that one processes emotionally/mentally/spiritually what is happening to them in an internal way (internal dialog with the self vs working it out with others).  It doesn’t mean that the person is in any way anti-social. In fact, a person could be a very big people-person; yet be extremely introverted. Even more interesting is the realization that the commonly understood anti-social aspect is actually an unhealthy expression of introvertedness if one is too solitary or feels alone in their emotional/mental/spiritual work or lack good social skills.

Being afraid of others, afraid of risk in relationships, desiring to escape into controlled worlds of our own making (addictions to computer games, pornography, alcohol, and many others are good examples), afraid of socializing, or adversity to other people isn’t suppose to be what an introverted person is at all. I realized this because I recently met a very integrated and healthy introverted person in my work here at the hospital.  What surprised me about this person was that he is a very public minister of almost 20 years; yet is extremely introverted – probably more so than me. Yet, he saw that introvertedness as a tool for his work with himself, his family, and the people he met; not a hindrance. For him, understanding his own introvertedness allowed him to help others process how tragedy, joy, hope, or fear felt or worked internally on a person. He could very accurately and amazingly zero right in on what sorts of things were going on inside himself and others when they were going through all kinds of life-changing events (both good and bad) by how it was affecting the internal workings of the person (mind/emotions).

When we go through a difficult time; sometimes emotions can well up and overwhelm us for what seems to be no real reason. Other times, we have an experience that rocks our life – to the point we can’t work or eat or sleep – but we don’t know why we are in that state – or how to process or recognize the emotions that are underneath it. What this guy showed me, what healthy, integrated introverted people can bring, is how one can make sense of life events by being very attuned to the internal state(s) these events bring.  Yet are mature enough not to become slaves to those internal states. It helps them recognize when things are happening to them or others from an internal psychological/emotional/spiritual standpoint and then process through them. This is in contrast to extroverts who might have the same experiences but can only work them out in the interactions and in the context of other people. Both are equally healthy and functional ways of processing what happens in our lives.  Yet, both methods are simply the starting points of our natures.  If one simply stays in those modes (introverted people who pull into self-centeredness/away from necessary and healthy relationships with others or extroverted people who losing their personal responsibility for actions or identity by always referring it to others), it becomes unhealthy and destructive.

Which one are you? How do you processes what happens in your life? Have you really become healthy and integrated in that expression? Can you step beyond your initial tendency to embrace to the larger reality of how that is just the first step in a two-part process

Blogger v1.0 released

Blogger v1.0 released

Check out my projects page to get a copy. It’s a little tool I developed for simultaniously generating the HTML and RSS blog feeds used on this website. You can see the project page for details, downloads, etc.  I generated this very entry with it!

Google Earth

Google Earth

Wow, wow – I am amazed by this thing.

http://earth.google.com

The technology to do this has been around for years; but nobody has put them together until now. It is a map that has taken satellite images and overlayed them on topographical and street maps. You can zoom around in 3D, pan, and explore the entire world with actual satellite images overlayed on it – all for free.

I was just using it to plan out some possible photo shoot locations for my trip to Bend this weekend. It helped me see where some good sunrise/sunset shots might be taken from without even leaving my chair here in Portland.  This is really close to real-time updating globe described by Neal Stephenson in his book the Cryptonomicon.  If such a technology existed for the masses, you wouldn’t even really need CNN anymore – just go look at the events unfolding yourself. Imagine watching battles, demonstrations, parades/festivals, all in real-time from home.

It has made me realize again and again how much our society is in desperate need of some new tools to make sense of these new capabilities.  Well, not new, but emotional, moral, and spiritual tools that people need when given these major shifts in information available to each of us. Human beings need a way to make sense and assign value to the many events in our lives. As a chaplain, I have been seeing this dynamic powerfully at work in the hospital. People become paralyzed and act very irrationally when they can’t make sense of what is going on to them. How do we go about avoiding this fate as we advance in technological understanding?

mattfife.net is alive

mattfife.net is alive

In case you didn’t notice, I’m the proud owner of my first domain name on the web: http://mattfife.net.

I got it from a great domain hosting service (www.1and1.com) that gives you domain registration, 25mb/mo transfer, 10mb storage, free emails, sub-domains, a 90 day money-back guarantee and a lot of nifty extras for $29/6mo. They also don’t hold your domain name hostage if you try to leave.

So far it’s an excellent service – very fast, great ftp support, etc. As added fun, it was very interesting getting spam emails after registering a domain name.  A bunch of no-name companies congratulated me on my new domain and asked if I’d like to buy a whole bunch of stupid products/consultation services to help optimize it’s ‘business potential’.  They were clearly form emails, and likely generated by scripts that watch the Internic for new domain registrations and pull the email address of the owner and mail them.  Oh the fun of computer automation…

RSS feed active!

RSS feed active!

I undertook a little coding project for fun.  After a number of requests, I’ve added a RSS feed to the site for you bloggers. I wrote up a little C++ app to update my blog in both HTML and RSS 0.91/XML format. The RSS feed only keeps the last 10 articles. The code for the blogger is really messy right now; but works. I’m planning on cleaning it up and then publishing the writer class. It’s silly nobody has released such a tool before…

Mmmmmm pie…

Mmmmmm pie…

Awesome!  How about a summary of all the math used in the Simpsons!

Explained are some of the more nuanced and especially complex examples.  A good one that appeared in the Homer^3 episode is the equation 1782^12 + 1841^12 = 1922^12 that floats through the scene and seems to disprove Fermat’s Last Theorem (but does not).  Way fun!

Welcome to on-call

Welcome to on-call

I finished my first 28-hour shift with all-night on-call session at the hospital this week and it was quite a wild ride.

After visiting with patients all day, I was on-call for exactly 3 minutes before the first call to a terminal patient and family came in.  I rushed to the ER and met with and prayed with the family and the patient for a couple of hours.  After the family had to go home, I would continue to drop by the patient’s room and pray with them every few hours – even though they were unconscious.  There is something amazing about walking down a perfectly quite, dark, and almost abandoned ICU at 2am, stop in to pray with someone who is unconscious and you know only has a short time left.

I had a few more smaller trauma visits (non-terminal) and then about mid-shift another patient came in.  The accident was minor; but it got worse and worse until it was clear the person wasn’t going to make it – a total shock.  I stayed with the family and the patient until the person passed away a few hours later.  Ah, then there were the individuals that thought the best way to determine the paternity of their child was to fight it out in the parking lot.  Welcome to level 1 trauma.

I would often just wander through the ER and talk to the lucid patients and families – some of whom were very funny and joking around.  We also had an on-call room which we could sit, take naps, and wait until calls came in. It’s on the top floor of the building overlooking Portland.  I watched the sun come up and break across the city.  It was so beautiful and I wished I’d brought my camera.  I’ll definitely remember it the next time.  After running such I long shift, I went home and slumped into bed completely exhausted.  I’m just now processing all that happened and where God was in all of it.  It is quite overwhelming; but amazing at the same time.

We do spiritual journaling and verbatims to sort through all the emotion, spiritual movement, and just plain raw input.  It’s amazing how experiences like this pull up every one of your own fears, sense of mortality, shortcomings, joys, strengths, and weaknesses.  You will deal with the death or life of the loved one just as much as the family or the patient themselves.  It showed me that in this kind of work you will go through all the things that the people coming in with are going through.  You enter into each pain, terminal diagnosis, fear, tear, joy, relief, joking and every other emotion yourself.  Yet, it’s amazing how people will let you come and enter into the most intimate parts of their families – even deeper than doctors or the nurses are allowed.  Just walking in and saying you are the staff chaplain they called for immediately changes the tone: softening, opening, and calming the room.  It was interesting how there would be a kind of ‘parting the waters’ as you enter and everyone leave you with the family.  There was a sense of other-ness to the place you enter. You truly enter a sacred and intimate space – it is almost palpable.  But the question it leaves the chaplain is if we have the courage to really enter that space and share all those experiences with people – again and again – often powerless to do anything practical but be in the moment with them and go through all of it with them.  It’s a good question.

After Lazarus, Jesus’ friend dies, he goes to visit the tomb and his sister who is grieving in tears the brother who died.  The first thing that Jesus does is to weep.  I think I understand why now.

That blinky feeling

That blinky feeling

Was driving today when all of a sudden I noticed that my left turn signal was blinking twice as fast as the right. Ahhh, I realized, this isn’t right. I went out and checked the bulbs and sure enough – the front signal bulb was out. So why does it blink twice as fast when a bulb is out? Because the relay (which switches based on a capacitor) gets more juice (because now the bulb isn’t using it), ‘fills’ up faster (2x faster because 1 bulb is now gone) and trips twice as often. Screw out the old bulb and put the new bulb in for about $1 at the local auto parts store and voila! Perfection.

Been a wild ride for the old Altima lately. After 12 years and 150,000 miles, she starting to need some repairs that I’ve been putting off. I’ve got 2 torn CV boots that can only be fixed by replacing the axles.  Surprisingly not too expensive and good because you also get CV joints with them (which needed to be replaced like oh… 50,000 miles ago).  Minor oil leaks galore but none that really need real fixing (rear main seal costs $300 vs. $1 for a quart of oil every 3 months).  I just had to replace the radiator which had cracked at least twice and finally split beyond repair. Only took an hour from start to finish though – so that was easy. I also replaced a water pump recently; though I discovered later that the original was really OK – but now I don’t need to worry about it for years. Tricky part about the water pump was that I need to unbolt and jack the engine up just to get it out.  No joke – that’s what the official guide said. And it was true. Took 6 hours. What a pain – they sure don’t design cars like they used to – meaning the average mortal might actually be able to fix it. I also seem to have some strange electrical problem/short going on; but have been unable to isolate it. Had the alternator out and tested at two places which both said it was OK (which is good because a new one wholesale was $170 – which is outrageous for an alternator.  Sucker should be made of gold for that price).

But I’ve also discovered the beauty of a brand new source of do-it-yourself parts – the junk yard. There’s a GREAT one in Hillsboro – they have a great parts database and if they don’t have it they can check the inventory of most of the major other yards in the area. I’ve found almost everything that way. Just take some tools into the yard and tear out the part you want, bring it up to the counter and they’ll charge you something insanely cheap. Man is it fun!