My brother just presented me with a CVD, the 1998 recording by Wim Wenders: Buena Vista Social Club. He knows I like latin american music and watching this piece I do have to note something down: Ibrahim Ferrer says when introducing the (american) visitors to his home, something translated like this: “We are lucky, we Cubans. Really, somos buenos. If we would think about money, we wouldn’t be here anymore. Somos buenos, indeed.”

As far as I know (and have experienced) that is so much true and so simply uttered that I would kiss this film just because of that – if it wouldn’t have been for the music beforehand.

They, all those musicians in the film, transmit a feeling quite different from everything in an economical dominated world like Europe – and sadly enough we in this so called first world we have lost to notice this feeling, this authenticity far beside all reasoning and far beside all all the well argumented quest of having to achieve something named beforehand.

The Tag der offenen Tür at FH JOANNEUM made me experience something similar: A collegue took positive notice about the authenticity our students presented the degree program there, far different from last year, he stated. I didn’t notice so much difference. But maybe he still has a sense for authenticity and spontanious feelings – as long as they fit into his own reasoning and thinking, I might add.

… and about the things the normal user would like to go with any mobile phone naturally:

I am sitting here with earphones in my ear – listening to my favorite music – no need to tell what that would be – fact is: I am a single mother, living with my daughter. When I am not working I am with her – and I love it. No doubt. But since four years or so I can’t remember listening to my music as I used to: loud, without caring about anybody, not thinking if anybody else would like to listen what I like, without any questions to anwer… Being a mum means withdrawal and you don’t even notice it. That’s normal.

But now I have an iPhone with earphones. It was easy to load my music. And it feels good to hear it in my ears. To switch backward and forward. To repeat. To turn the volume on and to listen again and again. It recalls a feeling long lost in something even better. I- that is, my mind – have never missed it. But my body was longing for it all the time. Quietly. Without telling nobody. Today I know that my mind is part of my body: They both are coming home. – and they both notice that they have longed to.

With this iPhone: usefull, practical, easy to use for a no freak. With intuition. Maybe one tool for lots of applications. Sure for lots of feelings of rememberance.

thx to all behind it – and thx to dad

This is a posttitel I like: Hello world! Ich glaube mich zu erinnern, dass Tinkerbell, die Fee in einem Walt Disney Kindermovie, auch sowas sagt. Sie sagt es voller Begeisterung, obwohl sie immer wieder Katastrophen heraufbeschwört und einige FeenkollegInnen gar nicht viel von ihr halten.
“Hello world” sage auch ich trotzdem. Trotzdem das hier mein dritter oder vierter Versuch ist, einen Blog zu starten. Keiner der vorherigen Versuche hatte eine lange Lebensdauer. Nach den ersten enthusiastischen Einträgen fehlte mir die Zeit und die Lust, für den Blog Zeit aufzubringen. Sicher habe und hatte ich schon immer Lust, meine divusen Gedanken, die ich vorzüglich beim nach Hause fahren pflege, aufzuschreiben, festzuhalten und wieder, immer wieder nachdenken zu können. Ein Gedankenrecorder ist eine Erfindung, von der ich schon als Mittelschülerin träumte – bis heute trotz aller Weiterentwicklung der Kommunikationstechnologie allerdings vergeblich.
“Hello world” verwende ich hier also als Aufruf an mich selbst: Ich wünsche mir, dass dieser Blog im Laufe der Zeit so etwas wie mein Gedankenrecorder wird: nachsehbar, einsichtig, von Nutzen zu allererst für mich selbst. Er soll mich beim Nachdenken, Lehren und Lernen begleiten. Für eine möglichst lange Zeit.