Saturday, May 19, 2012

It is Hard (to) Work in Rio

Blues Skies - From our Hotel



Blue skies smiling on me
Nothing but blue skies do I see
Blue birds singing a song
Nothing but blue skies from now on.

I never saw the sun shining so bright
When you're in love everythings right
Watching all the days hurrying by
When you're in love my how they fly


Those blue days all of them gone
And nothing but blue sky from now on















Saturday, May 12, 2012

The Ideal Woman - No Need of Children or Husband

A Quote in celebration of Mother's Day
 . . .
I cannot now remember whether she was naked or clothed. If she was naked, then it must have been the almost visible penumbra of her courtesy and joy which produces in my memory the illusion of a great and shining train that followed her across the happy grass. If she were clothed, then the illusion of nakedness is doubtless due to the clarity with which her innermost spirit shone through her clothes. For clothes in that country are not a disguise: the spiritual body lives along each thread and turns them into living organs. A robe or a crown is there as much one of the wearer's features as a lip or an eye.

But I have forgotten. And only partly do I remember the unbearable beauty of her face.

‘Is it?... is it?’ I whispered to my guide.

‘Not at all,’ he said. ‘It’s someone ye’ll never have heard of. Her name on Earth was Sarah Smith and she lived at Golders Green.’

‘She seems to be... well, a person of particular importance?’

‘Aye. She is one of the great ones. Ye have heard that fame in this country and fame on Earth are two quite different things.’

‘And who are these gigantic people… look! They’re like emeralds.. who are dancing and throwing flowers before her?’

‘Haven’t ye read your Milton? A thousand liveried angels lackey her.’

‘And who are all these young men and women on each side?’

‘They are her sons and daughters.’

‘She must have had a very large family, Sir.’

‘Every young man or boy that met her became her son – every girl that met her was her daughter.’

‘Isn’t that a bit hard on their own parents?’

‘No. There are those that steal other people’s children. But her motherhood was of a different kind. Those on whom it fell went back to their natural parents loving them more. Few men looked on her without becoming, in a certain fashion, her lovers. But it was the kind of love that made them not less true, but truer, to their own wives.’

C.S. Lewis ~The Great Divorce, Chapter XII



A Special Gift: Discovering the Abilities of Children and Students

The importance of paying attention to the potential abilities of our children and students (even at an young age) – and encourage them in the right direction.


“I do not think there can be much doubt as to the genuine and lasting quality of Clive’s individual abilities.  He was born with the literary temperament, and we have to face that fact with all it implies  . . . [I]t is the maturity and originality of his literary judgments which is so unusual and surprising.  By an unerring instinct he detects first rate quality in literary workmanship, and the second rate does not interest him in any way.  Now you will observe that these endowments, in themselves remarkable, do not facilitate the work of the teacher  . . . The ideal pupil for University Scholarship purposes is a boy gifted with memory, receptiveness, patience, and strict attention to grammatical accuracy . . .  The fact is that a critical and original faculty, whatever may be its promise for the future, is as much a hindrance as a help in the drudgery of early classical training.  Clive has ideas of his own, and is not at all the sort of boy to be made a mere receptive machine  . . ." W.T. Kirkpatrick (1915, writing to CSL’s father)

CSL and his father Albert Lewis (1918)
Photo courtesy or the Marion E. Wade Collection, Wheaton College, Illinois.



Thursday, May 10, 2012

C.S. Lewis: My Life's Journey - David Payne

If you have an hour and half to spare and would like to see a great presentation click on the youtube below:
Be prepared to think, laugh, and cry.
What a Journey
According Bruce Edwards “ Lewis was a man who lived his life before Pilate. That is to say, I believe Lewis carried out his daily tasks as teacher, citizen, and believer as one who knew he was always before a skeptical inquisitor"

Owen Barfield, Lewis' longtime friend and lifetime intellectual combatant, once declared that
"Somehow what Lewis thought about everything was secretly present in what he said about anything.” 

Enjoy

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Quotes of Day: On Fame and Intolerance

“We are told that nothing so much beguiles those who have some natural excellence but are not yet perfected in virtue as the desire for fame.  It is a maxim from the Agricola of Tacitus; it will later blossom into Milton’s line about “that last infirmity of the noble mind.”  
CS Lewis The Discarded Image


“One sad result of making English Literature a ‘subject’ at schools and universities is that the reading of great authors is, from early years, stamped upon the minds of conscientious and submissive young people as something meritorious. When the young person in question is an agnostic whose ancestors were Puritans, you get a very regrettable state of mind. The Puritan conscience works on without the Puritan theology–like millstones grinding nothing; like digestive juices working on an empty stomach and producing ulcers. The unhappy youth applies to literature all the scruples, the rigorism, the self-examination, the distrust of pleasure, which his forebears applied to the spiritual life; and perhaps soon all the intolerance and self-righteousness.” 
CS Lewis An Experiment in Criticism

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Team Work in Engineering Research and Writing: A Reflection

One of the real pleasures of university life is doing research, development and writing within a team approach.  The idea, however, is not a new one.  It goes back to the medieval times. 

The medieval authors were so unoriginal that they hardly ever attempted to write anything unless someone had written before, and were so rebelliously and insistently original that they could hardly produce a page of any older work without transforming it by their own intensely visual and emotional imagination, turning the abstract into the concrete, quickening the static into turbulent movement, flooding whatever was colorless with scarlet and gold. They could no more leave their originals intact than we can leave our own drafts intact.  We always tinker and improve.  But in the middle ages you did that as cheerfully to other people’s work as to you own.  And the tinkering very often really improved them.

Although the current university culture promotes individualism, with rare exceptions, the consequence of individuality and independence is mediocrity.   Newton was right when he said:  “If I have seen further it is only by standing on the shoulders of giants.”  

Alternatively the emphasis on innovation and the pressure to publish has created a distorted and unhealthy environment and a sense of false competence similar to the overconfident  conviction of an adolescent that his own village (or university) is the hub of the universe, and that it does everything in the only right way.

Unfortunately, the university system is far from being free from such negative influences and examples of this counter-productive behavior abound.

Those who insist on individualism [as a pretense for pride, prejudice or ambition] may be reminded that we tolerate it quite easily in another art.  A cathedral often contains Saxon, Norman, Early English and Perpendicular work.  The effect of the whole may be deeply satisfying.  Yet, we have no one artist to thank for it. None of the successive architects foresaw or intended it.   - - - It may be difficult to call a cathedral as we now have it a ‘work of art.’  - - - It is the work of men, though not of a man.

The same may apply for books and papers in electrical engineering.  Each reviewer may improve or correct (and of course misunderstand – as it has happened to many of us) his or her predecessor. And authorship is more voluntarily shared.

Is it possible for this culture of cooperation and team work to be more prevalent within the university system and repudiation of the counter-examples straightforwardly  implemented?

In my career I have been very fortunate to work and interact with a number of brilliant research colleagues  - - - and we have had much fun building upon previous concepts, developing new techniques, posing new questions, and proposing new applications - and always learning with each other.

Lately I have been working with time-varying decomposition of power system signals in the context of smart electric grids  - and finding fascinating how we are only making some small contributions (a few demolitions here and some minor constructions there).

Thus, be aware and skeptical of the so called experts on broad subjects  - - - I dread  them – because they are usually experts speaking and acting outside their areas of expertise (if any).

Team effort (as in a good football / soccer team) always works better.

Best regards,

Paulo

PS - Quotes in Italic are adapted from Studies in Medieval Literature, CSL




Kleinkinderen

Looking Forward to Their Stories 
(at Narnia)
“A children's story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children's story in the slightest.” 
― C.S. Lewis
Bella, Benny and Lilly
Ezekiel
Leski, Ana, Lexi and Oma

Leski and Lexi

Lucy enters the Wardrobe


For those who are fearful of the violent scenes in Narnia one should remember that since children will meet cruel enemies in real life, let them at least have heard of brave knights and heroic courage.   Lewis said: “Let there be wicked kings and beheadings, battles and dungeons, giants and dragons, and let villains be soundly killed at the end of the book.” He continued, “Nothing will persuade me that this causes an ordinary child any kind or degree of fear beyond what it wants, and needs, to feel.   For in the fairy tales, side by side with the terrible figures, we find the immemorial comforters and protectors, the radiant ones; and the terrible figures are not merely terrible, but sublime. It would be nice if no little boy in bed, hearing, or thinking he hears, a sound, were ever at all frightened. But if he is going to be frightened, I think it better that he should think of giants and dragons than merely of burglars. And I think St George, or any bright champion in armor, is a better comfort than the idea of the police.”



Sunday, April 22, 2012

Paul McCartney - Arruda - Recife - April 21, 2012

What a Shown - I Wish I Could be There
 - - Pure Magic - - - Pure Common Grace - -




The long and winding road
that leads to your door
will never disappear
I've seen that road before
It always leads me here
Lead me to your door

The wild and windy night
that the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears
crying for the day
Why leave me standing here
let me know the way

Many times I've been alone
and many times I've cried
Any way you'll never know
the many ways I've tried

But still they lead me back
to the long winding road
You left me standing here
a long long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
lead me to your door

But still they lead me back
to the long winding road
You left me standing here
a long long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
lead me to your door
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah





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