Wearable Architecture is something some dude came up with a while ago, which could allow you to carry your home around on your back. Imagine the implications! You can take your home camping. You can take it for a walk. Hobos can use it when the weather gets bad. You can use it as a fashion accessory. You can bring it anywhere!
SeaSteading, or the building of human habitats on top of the ocean, could cost little more to build than the construction of the same buildings in LA. (Which means that, in a couple years, you and I could be living in cities BUILT ON TOP OF THE MOTHERFUCKING SEA.)
The Safdie Habitat is a set of buildings and the like that has aspects which can be mixed-and-matched, lego style, to form whatever urban community you want. You can literally take a tower crane to this shit and move different pieces to all sorts of different locations. Don’t like your bathroom? Trade with someone else. You can build whatever motherfucking house you want!
And finally: The original idea for the internet was not, in fact, the world wide web.
It was a tomato.
Specifically, something called an “Electric Tomato,” which was supposed to be a device that plugged into a log and allowed you to access nearly anything. You could access weather information. You could talk to people. You could learn about your ex-boyfriend’s cat.
The idea didn’t gain traction, because, lets face it… Why would you ever want to carry around something called an “Electric Tomato”? It wasn’t until later that the idea was revamped, and the World Wide Web was born.
Or at least, so my professor told me.
For the last few months, I (in my personal time) have been researching ideas and theories regarding the potential for an American Education reform/revolution. With my research, I have also studied different ways the next generation (myself included) can change the Educational System for the better… Methods we can use, subjects we can introduce, etc. etc. I have been keeping most of this research for myself, since I have had no reason to share it. However, since I have no reason to keep most of this solely to myself (and because you guys may have different ideas regarding this subject than I), I may start releasing some of the articles and videos I use for my research, to the public.
For this reason, I have decided to make a change to the tabs page of my blog. I have added the following:
This new tab is where I hope to store some of my research (e.g. Ideas, both personal and already shared, that I feel comfortable releasing to the public). Feel free to check it out, if you like!
When I was a child, I never liked art.
My mother took me to museums, showed me
Paintings, sculptures, and told me, “This is art.”
With my little girlish mind, I would
Disassemble each work, look for meaning,
And conclude, always, that “I hate it.”
I did not understand its purpose then
And wondered why mother dragged me along.
I was nothing more to her than a sack
Of flour, weighing down her older,
More experienced body. To me,
It felt so wrong to sit in front of walls
And stare at something meaningless, when I
Would be more productive anywhere else.
When I was in middle school I realized
That, if I pursed my lips together, I
Could hum a tune, like playing violin
Or blowing on a flute. I was my own
Musical necessity. I could make
My own meaningless sound, and if I did
It right, people would stare and call it “art.”
I practiced hard, day in, day out, I hummed,
Learning to sing silly, pointless tunes
And, in high school, I joined a group like me.
We chimed together and became useless,
If only in the mechanical sense.
But people stared at us and called us, “art.”
Art is useless, yes, but also magic
For it shows us that beauty can be
Found in even a useless sack of flour.