こんしゅうの すいようびに わたしは せんせいと The Metびじゅつかんへ いきます。 ちゅうごくの が を みます。
This will be my first trip to the Met viewing Chinese painting from the storage, not in the exhibition area. As a fledgling art historian, I must say that viewing works of art in person is completely different from looking at slides in class or reproductions in catalogues. I am quite excited about our visit to the Met, except that there will be a big Japanese exam the next day and that definitely dampens the excitement…(hint to my Sensei…)
Nevertheless, I still very much look forward to it. A few weeks ago, Professor McKelway took a few of us graduate students to the Burke Collection, the largest and most prestigious private collection of Japanese art outside of Japan. All I have to say is that, Japanese screen painting has never looked so vivid and brilliant. I think I have been spoiled, and reproduction will never satisfy me again. In the US, accessibility of great works of art is only available in New York – one of the main reasons that I came to Columbia. So those of you who flinches at the thought of visiting museums, いつしょに びじゅつかんへ いきませんか。
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
to my teachers and classmates
Actually, I quite like my Japanese class.
Yes, I do. Contrary to my incessant complains about the work load and the never-ending daily quizzes, I enjoy my Japanese class. My teachers, Sato Sensei and Nazikian Sensei are phenomenal; my classmates (mostly undergrad little kids) are comical and entertaining; and the course content at times can be just downright funny (Has anyone else discovered the sections titled “How to Use a Japanese Bath” and “How to Use the Toilet” on page 69 in the yellow book?) What is a sleep-deprived art history graduate student to do but to fall in love with all of the above?
Honestly, one of the reasons I enjoy this class is the fact that I can be more relaxed during class. Unlike my other graduate courses, where I frequently hear the familiar lines such as “Amy, what do you think of the arguments made by Cahill and Fong?” or “Amy, can you tell us which of the two juxtaposed painting preceded the other and why?” or “Amy, [insert a very difficult art historical question]?” At the sound of my name, I know a tough question is about to spring onto me and I have about 3 seconds to rack my brains, recall some passages from the 750 pages that I read in the previous week, and come up with something remotely intelligent to say.
My loving Japanese teachers are much more forgiving when I blank out and brain-freeze – which happens frequently due to the fact that after the grueling graduate courses in the morning, my spent brain with no lunch usually doesn’t function very well at 1 pm. My equally sympathetic classmates are very helpful when we work on oral exercises. My lab TA has also shown tremendous patience and has been very kind.
So, I dedicate this blog, with all the previous and future postings – current posting written by a very tired and grumpy graduate student who just returned from her sister-in-law’s 3-day wedding celebration in Long Island and has so much work and reading to do that she will probably stay up very late tonight – to Sato Sensei, Nazikian Sensei, my lab TA (Tanaka Sensei? Please don’t be offended if I got your name wrong), and my classmates. Without you, I wouldn’t have lasted this long.
Yes, I do. Contrary to my incessant complains about the work load and the never-ending daily quizzes, I enjoy my Japanese class. My teachers, Sato Sensei and Nazikian Sensei are phenomenal; my classmates (mostly undergrad little kids) are comical and entertaining; and the course content at times can be just downright funny (Has anyone else discovered the sections titled “How to Use a Japanese Bath” and “How to Use the Toilet” on page 69 in the yellow book?) What is a sleep-deprived art history graduate student to do but to fall in love with all of the above?
Honestly, one of the reasons I enjoy this class is the fact that I can be more relaxed during class. Unlike my other graduate courses, where I frequently hear the familiar lines such as “Amy, what do you think of the arguments made by Cahill and Fong?” or “Amy, can you tell us which of the two juxtaposed painting preceded the other and why?” or “Amy, [insert a very difficult art historical question]?” At the sound of my name, I know a tough question is about to spring onto me and I have about 3 seconds to rack my brains, recall some passages from the 750 pages that I read in the previous week, and come up with something remotely intelligent to say.
My loving Japanese teachers are much more forgiving when I blank out and brain-freeze – which happens frequently due to the fact that after the grueling graduate courses in the morning, my spent brain with no lunch usually doesn’t function very well at 1 pm. My equally sympathetic classmates are very helpful when we work on oral exercises. My lab TA has also shown tremendous patience and has been very kind.
So, I dedicate this blog, with all the previous and future postings – current posting written by a very tired and grumpy graduate student who just returned from her sister-in-law’s 3-day wedding celebration in Long Island and has so much work and reading to do that she will probably stay up very late tonight – to Sato Sensei, Nazikian Sensei, my lab TA (Tanaka Sensei? Please don’t be offended if I got your name wrong), and my classmates. Without you, I wouldn’t have lasted this long.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Do you like snowboarding?
こんばんは。わたしは しちじはんに ばんごはんを たべました。それから べんきょうしました。Snowboarding は にほんごで なんですか。Because right now I rather talk about snowboarding than study. These pictures were taken during one of our trips to Squaw Valley (by Lake Tahoe, where the 1960 Winter Olympics was held)
. In the second picture, you could see Lake Tahoe in the distance and I was sitting at 8,200 feet elevation. That's one of the main things I miss about San Francisco - you are just a 3-hour drive away from the world-class skiing of Lake Tahoe, and there are dozens of ski resorts to choose from. There are 4000 acres of skiable terrain in Squaw Valley alone. 4000 ACRES! Apparently, there is nothing comparable here at the east coast. I guess I just need to take up a new winter activity, such as ...knitting? Any suggestions? Honestly, I am not a great snowboarder - I still get face-plants. But despite the occasional, inevitable face-plants, I still enjoy it immensely.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Sunday, October 7, 2007
family time in Paris & London
こんにちは。きょねん かぞくと フランスとイギリス へ いきました。 びじゅつかんへ タクシーで いきました。ことし かぞくと イタリアへ いきます。Ok, it took me a while to figure out how to enter Katagana on my software, NJ Star. But it was worth it.
I am looking forward to our family vacation in Italy during Christmas and the New Year's, as we always have a wonderful time together. Meanwhile, I am ashamed to admit that despite the fact that this will be my fifth trip to Italy, I speak minimum Italian. One definitely gets a better cultural experience (and receives better treatment from the locals) when one speaks the native language. I experienced this phenomenon every time we went to Paris. Being able to speak French has enhanced my travel considerably. Some day, I hope to achieve the same level of fluency in Japanese before I visit Japan again (though I foresee myself as having a LONG WAY to go…).
じゃ、またらいしゅう。- アイミ
I am looking forward to our family vacation in Italy during Christmas and the New Year's, as we always have a wonderful time together. Meanwhile, I am ashamed to admit that despite the fact that this will be my fifth trip to Italy, I speak minimum Italian. One definitely gets a better cultural experience (and receives better treatment from the locals) when one speaks the native language. I experienced this phenomenon every time we went to Paris. Being able to speak French has enhanced my travel considerably. Some day, I hope to achieve the same level of fluency in Japanese before I visit Japan again (though I foresee myself as having a LONG WAY to go…).
じゃ、またらいしゅう。- アイミ
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