Project 313 – Post No. 070

I’ve recently got reminded of Wabi-Sabi. Boy, if only the publishing industry accepted the idea, I’d be in great demand and have my stuff swamp everyone’s lives. Come to think of it, if that aesthetic concept had any merit, my blog would be the N0. 1 stop of the blog-reading public. 

On the other hand — as it seems primarily a Japanese culture aesthetic — it just could be I’m in the wrong country or continent. 

For them not familiar with the concept, Wabi-Sabi attests to imperfection and transience as having inherent value if not outright desirability. Based on the idea that nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect, the concept seems — at least from my non-Japanese perspective — very conducive to the appreciation of the world as is and valuing our differences instead of condemning them as flaws.  

Interestingly, many people instinctively apply the concept . . . hand-made things are often valued more than mass-produced items specifically because you can see the imperfections. The uniqueness of those imperfections creates a value beyond that of the object itself.

As a very simple example, I could go to Wal-Mart and buy a nice wooden Tiki for a few bucks . . . one that looks the same as a hundred others on the shelf. But, as a tourist, I might instead opt to pay someone at a local shop many times the price of the mass-produced piece for one nearly identical but bearing the marks of having been “hand-made” . . . in other words, flawed. 

We don’t seem to feel the same about opinions. When it comes to opinions, we want simple as opposed to nuanced; a simple sound-bite, as opposed to a complex and reasoned argument; black-and-white as opposed to gray. Imperfections make us think, and who wants that, eh?

And now, the photo:

Project 313 070

Many of these classic cars macros will suffer multiple treatments and some will be presented both as color and B&W offerings. And, of course, to the non-joy of some people, they’ll all be offered framed. Yay. 

Back to my favorite topic (at least these days), most of the strife we see in today’s public arenas stems from the fact that people assume everyone has the same goals. 

In many instances, that’s just not the case.

I’ll leave it at that as people likely aren’t thrilled with my philosophizing. Understand, my goal is not to bore the crap out of my readers or to assume they don’t know these obvious facts. 

I get that I occasionally sound like I’m lecturing. And yes, a part of me is lecturing . . . but not to you, my regular, smart, deep-thinking readers. 

I’m lecturing the transients who stop by this blog unprepared and receptive. If I can enlighten even one of the unenlightened . . . well, then, my job here is done. 

To wit, I think today’s doodle befits the discussion at hand . . . I give you Ts into Ys and Ns into Zs.

Ts into Ys and Ns into Zs

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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17 Responses to Project 313 – Post No. 070

  1. GP Cox says:

    haha, your job will never be done!

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  2. Debbie says:

    omg I’m stuck on wabi sabi and halted in reading your blog. I’ve never heard of it and now I’m fascinated.

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    • disperser says:

      So . . . not a good move on my part, eh? I must remember to only write about uninteresting things so that my blog looks attractive in comparison.

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  3. Buy a cheaper massed produced one and chip a bit off to get the desired effect!

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    • disperser says:

      You know how people apply the principle of homeopathy to things? . . . they believe in the idea of residual essence. You can have two exact $10 t-shirts but tell someone one was worn by a popular personality (or famous murderer) and all of the sudden you can multiply the asking price by a factor of a 1,000x . . . same thing with tiki dolls and native artisans.

      It don’t make no sense but there you have it.

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  4. At first I thought this was going to be a post about the Lone Ranger!

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  5. Pied Type says:

    I’d never heard of wabi sabi, but without knowing it, I’ve believed in it all my life.

    And I confess I have no idea what that top photo is. Part of a classic car, yes. But which part?

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  6. Wabi-Sabi! (At first it made me think of Wasabi, which is too spicy for me!)
    Oh, I like what you shared about Wabi-sabi! There is very little in our world that is perfect and even those things may just be perfect in the eye of the beholder. And you are so right about people not wanting to think. I think (I love to think!) they think if they think then they will have to make changes in how they think and in themselves and they don’t want to do that.

    I was thinking (Yes, I know how dangerous that is!) recently about how we live in a culture that says it values real and be yourself and honesty and even imperfections, but then people like to go on places like Twitter and rip other people apart based on how they look or dress, or about their lifestyle, etc. With that, I wonder if we can expect them to think about anything important. ???

    PHOTO: Cool!
    CARTOON: HA! I remember not to order the meatballs!
    DOODLE: Ooh! Yes! Now, I’m thinking about M’s into W’s!

    HUGS and make it a fun fun FUN whee-kend!!! :-)

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    • disperser says:

      You just touched on another pet peeve of mine . . . I’ll be first in line insulting a person for what they say (if warranted) and I might even strike at their comportment if appropriate and relevant . . . but to attack someone for how they look?

      I remember conservatives doing that with Michelle Obama and Obama and now liberals are returning the favor with Melania and Trump. And yes, it’s become a pastime in social media to attack how one looks as opposed to the message. And beyond that, making threats and lewd insults . . . boy, if I had me a button, all them people would be spaced (as in cast off into space) and I’d sleep the untroubled sleep of someone who knows they have helped humanity advance toward a better future.

      Thank you, Carolyn, and you do the same. Oh, what the heck; splurge and treat yourself to one additional fun.

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  7. macquie says:

    Interesting, you just reminded me of wabi-Sabi now. Even I am from where it’s originated, I forget very often in our too much modern life which everything came and go so fast.
    Thank you. :-)

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