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Not going to your own classroom when you have a class is wrong, right? Students kind of expect us to be there, it's part of the deal. Our bosses probably expect us to be there too. It's what you do when your timetable says you should.
I'm not going to my classroom today, despite what my timetable says
This time last year I was at a conference in Hamburg and unavailable for teaching. As a result I wrote a lesson plan for my third years around my absence. I don't mean I simply said "here's an exercise for you to do, turn to page 10 of the text book and do as much as you can"; my absence was explained in the narrative of the module, and I was able to construct a solid plan of learning for them with clear outcomes. It worked so well that I've retained the exercise this year, even though I'm here in the same building as my students.
I'm currently sat 15 feet up and 40 feet across from students, and not talking to them during my timetabled class
The module is designed to deepen the students sense of their own practice and direction, to encourage them to plan for lifelong learning and development, and to foster some ideas around professional practice with a particular focus on operating a business. Learning is broadly problem based or project based, meaning that a lot of emphasis is placed on group and individual research as well as critical reflection. Problem based learning puts this emphasis on student activity with tutor facilitation. Tutor facilitation, within the literature on teaching, is quite open to interpretation but I think we generally understand that as "being in the room to answer questions". It can also be interpreted as "checking up on the students every five minutes". For some exercises that's useful, for my exercise this week it's not.
If I go into my classroom, I will inhibit learning not facilitate it
Here's what I need students to do:
1. Set up a package of work and deliver to a deadline;
2. Judge personal skills and align these with tasks;
3. Describe and reflect upon the working processes in a design studio.
And here's their brief:
B225 Studio has just completed the take over of a small design agency, hipsterdesign. We’ve inherited a bit of a mess. As a result, incubation work has been cancelled for one week only and we need you to help us clear the backlog - after all we pay your rent and overheads!
Unfortunately our MD, Jon Hickman, has been called away to lay off staff in Hipster’s office in East London and can’t be with us this week. You’re on your own. We’ve allocated you a pile of work from Hipster’s client roster. Your challenge for the week is as follows:
1. Read through and understand the project briefs;
2. Organise yourselves so that you can respond to as many of them as possible;
3. Complete the projects ahead of next session.
Remember: you have class time today to organise yourselves and begin work, and then eight hours of directed study time. You will need to work efficiently and effectively, and ensure that all the work is divided up in an appropriate manner.
There's very little that I can do in the classroom that will facilitate this project - in fact by being in the room I undermine the task. I do not want students to defer any of the decision making to me. The learning happens at the end of the activity, when they reflect on their own response to a challenge - if I do too much to mediate that then I am obstructing their learning.
Facilitation has happened through the design of the lesson plan and it's relationship to the curriculum, it's not about being in the room.
DO NOT FRET THIS IS NOT A POST ABOUT PRODUCTIVITY GURU MYSTICISM
John had been using Things for some time, but has switched to OmniFocus and has tweeted a lot about how impressed he is with it. I commented that I wouldn't be able to move because I've got so much personally invested in Things - moving would be painful and very expensive in terms of time.
Since we had that chat I've been wondering about the price tag for these apps. OmniFocus comes in at a whopping $79.99 while Things is £34.99 - and that's before you buy supporting apps. Once you've paid the money down the real investment you make in the product is time, and that could be quite powerful commercially for the software company. I'm really surprised that these apps aren't running a freemium model - much longer free periods followed by an on-going subscription, or a reduced free feature set alongside a premium subscription. I'm so locked into Things now that I'd certainly pay a small annual charge just to maintain the time investment I've made in populating the app with my data.
Lucky for me, Cultured Code are happier with a one off up front payment, but I wonder how the sales figures would look if they gave people longer trial periods to invest in the system.
Craig Hamilton was offering around some cooking apples on the Twitters recently and I said "I'll take a tonne off you". So he duly dropped a 25 kilo potato sack brimming with bramleys round my house. Fantastic. I've risen to the challenge and got busy with my apples. Mum and Dad were coming up, so the first thing I wanted to do was to make a gâche melée with her.
Gâche melée is a local thing from back home in Guernsey. Our other key local cake is called gâche but the two are totally unrelated. If you've ever had Dorset apple cake, then you know the sort of thing this is: stick to your ribs appley goodness. Here's one I made earlier (I thought I'd focussed the camera but it seems I totally forgot).
What does it taste like? Pure comfort food. It's what you eat on a late summer night when you've been swimming in the sea til past dark. It's bonfire night on a plate, and the taste of lengthening nights as you head to Christmas. It's a bowlful of my childhood. And standing around my table peeling apples with my mum and my little boy was one of the nicest mornings of cooking I've ever done.
There are a range of recipes for gâche melée here:
You're basically looking to do is make up a cake mix, and then add the apples to it.
1. peel & slice the apples
2. cream the butter and sugar
3. beat in the eggs
4. fold in the flour and spices
5. fold in the apples
6. cook
This recipe does one loaf tin and a a springform sponge tin worth. We've always used metal dishes (enamel or non-stick) - some of the other recipes discuss baking trays and the suggestion is that pyrex is no good. Mum used to use a big roasting tin for hers.
Mum's notes say gas mark 3 for about two hours, but you can get away with higher and quicker. Standard issues skewer test to check it's done.
If you make more than you can eat, wrap it up tightly and pop it in the freezer.
So that's the recipe - try it if you're bored of crumble. And let me know what you think.
CBeebies, the BBC's preschool channel, has now completed its switch from BBC Television Centre, London to Media City, Salford. There's probably more interest in the moves of things such as BBC Breakfast (also to Salford) and Question Time (to Glasgow) but I think there's something quite fascinating about the Cbeebies move, because my two year old son has just witnessed a big shift in public service broadcasting policy, played out between Bob the Builder and Everything's Rosie.
You see, one of the things that makes CBeebies great is that it doesn't treat kids as fools - it just treats them as kids. That means that when the entire station moves, and the presenters with it, that is played out for the children at home and they are given a story to explain what is happening.
Alex, Andy, Carrie and Sid have moved house
It's as simple as that really. The CBeebies continuity links have always been played out on a set called "the CBeebies house" (it even has a garden - I've always assumed a corner of the Blue Peter Garden). Through the CBeebies links yesterday we saw the continuity team enact moving into their new "house" and unpacking their things. The change in life for the presenters (moving North) hasn't been hidden, rather it's been explained plainly to the pre-school audience. Look a bit further, and there's something else interesting going on.
The differences between the old and new CBeebies houses tell a story of change. What we could see of the London CBeebies house suggested it was very much a post-war semi in a London suburb, complete with a neat if fusty garden. It was every inch the South East. It was very much the 20th Century BBC. The new CBeebies house appears to be a loft apartment in some sort of mill conversion. The feature window at the back of the set alternates images according to time of day but one that I have scene features a post-industrial skyline. This is the house that the 21st century creative economy built - it's rising on the back of Victorian industry to provide a new adventure playground for metrosexual media types Alex, Andy, Carrie and Sid, like a cartoon advert for urban dwelling on the Salford Quays, a pre-school version of Friends. This is media policy for the under-6s: we've moved, it's exciting, we're on an adventure and things are changing, come with us as we take things forward.
So while CBeebies isn't of itself political, it wears the politics that have shaped it in plain sight. And it's bloody marvellous.
The following is a spoiler laden essay on Six Feet Under, co written with Chris Wills (and also available on his blog).
Six Feet Under is a simple narrative complicated by three red herrings: Nathaniel Jr. (Nate), Nathaniel Sr. (Nathaniel), and death.
Six Feet Under constantly invites us to consider death as a way of life. The funeral parlour setting frames the story of each episode and frames the story arc. Into this structure the series opens with the death of the Fisher family patriarch - the enigmatic Nathaniel - which forces Nate to reconnect with the family business he tried to escape. In Nate the producers give us an archetypal male hero - he is the uncompromising, good looking, sexually succesful (and heterosexual) lead played by a named star; as an audience we would tend to understand Nate to be our key protagonist. Thrown back into a family business which he has no real aptitude for, he physically grapples with death just as the Fisher family must emotionally grapple with Nathaniel's passing. But this reading becomes increasingly problematic as the series progresses. We must soon regard Nate as a flawed anti-hero, but his influence becomes increasingly corrupting on those around him until we find ourselves asking "is Nate the villain of Six Feet Under?". In the final season, Six Feet Under presents a moment of crisis for this reading with Nate's death, leaving the obvious reading of the show short of a hero for some four episodes; the death of Nate is where the producers show their hand, revealing the need for the audience to find a new story to explain Six Feet Under. We will now consider an alternative reading of Six Feet Under - while you may prefer your own reading, we feel that this explanation of the show is more effective than the "Nate as hero" reading as it overcomes the moment of Nate's death while unifying the story to themes within the show other than death. So what is Six Feet Under really about? Read as a classic Hollywood narrative with Nate as a villain, the disruption to the stable world is Nate's arrival; the new equilibrium can only happen when he's dead. In the new stable world we see all other characters have changed, and grown, through their experiences with Nate - death aside Nate has not grown through the events, he has simply become more compromised and damaged more and more people. Within this reading, we will consider Claire Fisher, the youngest Fisher child, to be the true protagonist of the show. Claire Fisher There are a number of points in the storywhere we see key truths revealed through Claire's eyes. Most notably, the finale of the show is seen entirely through Claire's eyes, but her role as an observer of events is a consistent theme throughout the show. Claire is the first character to recognise and accept David's sexuality; she is our witness whenever a character steps away from the confines of the funeral home and secret pasts are revealed, being present at Mya's conception in Seattle and when her mother reconnects with her youth at the party in the canyon; Nate's death is experienced most vividly through Claire, and she is the frst to understand Lisa's fate. Reassessing Nate Fisher Nate's role as a villain is complex but pervasive as he smothers other characters through performing his role as patriarch. Nate beats David at every turn: he takes the freedom (from the family business) which David craved, then walks back into the business as his equal (despite a lack of experience or qualification) and in doing so he annuls the years of life that David has invested into the funeral home. In his personal life Nate also beats David without trying, claiming fatherhood and marriage (twice); Nate cares for neither but they come to him easily, almost accidentally, enabled by social norms and laws that support his role as partriach. David has to work hard for success in family life and his business life, but social norms allow Nate to simply have these things even though he resents all of them. Nate takes sex where he finds it, and while this easy sexuality will eventually be implicated in his downfall, no other character is allowed to have the same sexual success. David is criminalised and physically abused for taking what he wants, while Federico's bumbling naive attempt to be like Nate is disastrous for his marriage.
Sins of the Mother, Sins of the Father
The big contrast between Nate and Brenda is in now they attempt to or resist becoming their same-sex parent. Nate truly does become Nathaniel Jnr in the end, proving just as inadequate a husband and father, underlined by the fact that his last act before going to his deathbed is to cheat on his wife. Brenda, on the other hand, actively resists trying to become her mother, Margaret Chenowith. This is understandable, given that Brenda's parents psychoanalysed her and her brother Billy to death when they were children (combined with a total disregard for boundaries). Margaret's lack of boundaries extends to how she speaks to her daughter, her words often cruel, hurtful and undiplomatic - yet whilst she is set up as a thoroughly unlikeable character, as the series progresses it's increasingly hard to deny the truth in what she says regarding her daughter's relationships. Brenda exists in a constant state of denial, particularly in Season 2 when she uses sex to mask her feelings of fear and vulnerability as she and Nate become closer. Possibly she is also starting to feel suffocated - a feeling of suffocation that ultimately overwhelms Lisa in the following season, triggering the events leading to her death. Thus, whilst Brenda's form of release carries its own hazards, she does at least emerge alive. Something of a background figure for much of Season 3, Brenda re-emerges in Season 4 with a new relationship - only for Nate to blunder along and mess with her head. The result? Brenda acquires her own family at long last, albeit a rebounding widower and another woman's child. Here again Brenda's fears of becoming her mother come to the fore, as she and Nate argue over whether or not to tell Maya about what happened to her real mother. Brenda then herself becomes a mother, symbolically just after her husband's death. Her own child, on her own terms, and one who she will bring up within an enriched extended family, one devoid of the destructive presence of a man who, had he lived would most likely have screwed up his relationship with his daughters just as he had screwed up his relationships with the other women in his life (except Claire, but we'll come to her later).
Of course, mention of Brenda must also include mention of Billy, for parallel with Brenda's coming-to-terms with her intimacy needs is her having to come to terms with her younger brother's feelings for her. There are hints from the earliest episodes that Billy might harbour incestuous feelings for his sister, but these finally come to the fore in a scene in Season 4 when the pair are watching the animated film of Charlotte Light and Dark, the book based around Brenda's childhood (and the mental disorders she feigned when being observed by her father's various colleagues, just as she feigns intimacy with her sexual partners as an adult because it's "what they want"). Billy makes a pass at Brenda, but she recoils from him - subconsciously however, she cannot have been completely repulsed as, in a dream she has shortly before giving birth (and triggered by a suggestion made by her mother), she gets into bed with Billy and they start to make love. Whether these incestuous impulses are ever realised is not answered directly by the show, although it's notable that, amongst the future deaths of the main characters in the final montage, Brenda is seen dying in a nursing home whilst Billy drones on about their disturbed childhood for the umpteenth time.
Ruth is a different case altogether. Whilst Brenda fears giving in to her emotional needs, a lot of Ruth's frustration stems from attempting to satisfy hers. Although appearing prim and uptight initially, it is quickly revealed that, even before her husband's death, Ruth was having an affair with a hairdresser, Hiram. When this peters out, various other relationships ensue - Nikolai the florist, Arthur the junior embalmer, and finally geologist George Sibley. Ruth marries him after a whirlwind romance, only to subsequently discover a litany of ex-wives, estranged children and mental health issues. Significantly, each of these relationships entails Ruth assuming the role of mother and carer, rather than equal; even with Nikolai, who employs her for a time, Ruth still takes it upon herself to try and protect him, in particular when she uses part of her savings to pay off a gangster associate threatening Nikolai. The lack of gratitude that she receives in return signals the end of their relationship; this desperation to please being greeted by at best indifference and at worst ill-treatment is magnified to a grotesque degree in David's experience with the psychopathic hitchhiker. Indeed, of the three Fisher children, David most closely resembles his mother in his behaviour and, like her, has to work his way through a long arc to self-acceptance and realising that his own happiness cannot constantly be subservient to that of others.
Part of Ruth's journey to liberation comes through her relationship with her sister Sarah's friend Bettina. Ruth sees in Bettina the woman she was never able to be due to marriage and motherhood coming upon her at a very young age - and indeed the woman who she envies Sarah for being (although Sarah tells Ruth that in fact she envied her for being able to have children; thus the two sisters symbolically appear to be two halves of the same person). In one episode, Bettina encourages Ruth to shoplift, explaining that they will get away with it because, as women over the age of 40, they are "invisible". The transgression is perhaps less significant than the accompanying dialogue, as it highlights once again how certain groups tend to be marginalised in the Great American Narrative. It's also a piquant comment on the treatment of actresses of a certain age in the biggest industry in the Fishers' home city (made even more piquant through being delivered by Kathy Bates). Ruth's crucial moment of revelation comes near the end of the series as, in a fantasy sequence, she takes aim at and shoots down all the useless, unreliable, demanding men with whom she has fallen into relationships. Significantly, this happens at the exact same time as Nate is lying in a hospital bed, his death just hours away. For Ruth's eldest child, having repeated this sins of his father, is the one remaining man still holding her back. His death, whilst horrifically painful for her, is necessary in order for her to be truly free. Ruth goes forward as a friend, a lover and a devoted mother and grandmother - but on far more equal terms now that the men who demanded from her are either dead or neutralised.
One can compare and contrast Ruth and Margaret, Six Feet Under's two matriarchal figures. Ruth is very selfless, with anything she does for herself almost an act of rebellion. Margaret meanwhile is completely selfish and self-centred - but so is her husband, so they make a perfect couple. Whilst she might see herself as better emotionally equipped to deal with his loss than Ruth is to deal with Nathaniel's death, in truth she is just as grief-stricken, and emphasising this through her melodramatic side is really just as effective a way of masking her deeper feelings as Ruth's self-repressive streak. The funeral over, Margaret launches into a carefree relationship with Claire's college tutor Olivier, someone else who plays around with and insults others unashamedly. Margaret has no real interest in being a "good" parent; Ruth has invested too much in trying to be one for very little return. Ultimately though, Ruth moves more towards a happier central position, whereas Margaret remains pretty much where she started, and is arguably less liberated and enriched than her counterpart by the end. All Apologies "regarding him say neither bad nor good for he has gone beyond the good and the bad" While we do see Nate as a villain, he is allowed a brief moment of redemption, which is permitted through our hero Claire. As we say goodbye to Nate, Claire remembers him as a teenager, alone in his room, crying about the death of Kurt Cobain. It is perhaps also not entirely irrelevant that Kurt Cobain's death was premature, and hastened by a self-destructive act. He left behind a wife (who has her own issues and is a not entirely sympathetic figure) and a young daughter.
Nate & Claire discuss memory and how the dead live on, and through this Nate is fixed in time for us as an innocent. Music from his room fades up - "What else should I be? All apologies" - as the family mourns for him, Nate reaches out to us through the music, which crosses from the diegis as though crossing from the afterlife and asks us to forgive him for after all, he only did what we expected of him.
This is a little catch up post about a piece of work that's been developing over the past 12 months. Back in August 2010 I wrote a post about West Wing fan fiction on Twitter which highlighted a few points of interest, and speculated a little about what might be going on behind the scenes.
I know a little about fandom and fan studies from my undergrad days (I didn't actually take Matt Hills cult media module back in the day, but apparently he thinks I did - I just did all the readings my house mates brought back from class and picked over the concepts with them endlessly in the pub) but not really enough to take this forward. Enter stage-left my wonderful Birmingham School of Media colleague Inger-Lise Bore, one of our resident TV studies experts who happens to be a dab hand at audience and fan stuff.
We worked up the themes of the blog post into a research project and pitched a conference paper for MeCCCSA's 2010 conference. This paper - complete with fanboy title 'What's Next?' Carrying on the conversations: The West Wing on twitter" - explored the West Wing twitterverse (sorry, that's what it seems to be called) mostly as a text. We looked at defining what the practice was (role play? fanfic? something else?). We also looked at how some properties of Twitter make for an interesting hypertext story, for example the way following works on Twitter means that the audience can chose to follow partial aspects of the story: are you a keen Josh & Donna 'shipper, but don't care much for politics? Just follow Josh and Donna, but don't follow Leo and Bartlet. To make this more complicated there are multiple accounts for many characters, so we also looked at how readers and authors of the West Wing on Twitter try to bring order to the story through curation, via Twitter lists.
Moving on post-conference we had a bag full of ideas about what the West Wing on Twitter was all about and we resolved to test these out by trying to interview the authors of the tweets. We were pretty bowled over by the access we were given to this world. In the main the authors welcomed our little intrusion and were very forthcoming about their personal motivations for writing the tweets and about the mechanics of life at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue's online analogue.
So what did we learn? All will be revealed in September when we discuss this part of the work at Transforming Audiences 3 (this time the fanboy title is 'Let Bartlet be Bartlet' - I refuse to apologise for this). Needless to say the West Wing twitterverse wasn't as simple to grasp as our textual analysis suggested, but it was a very, very, interesting journey.
And what's next? The project is also being written up as a series of articles, and we're very much against the clock as Inger-Lise has a very important project starting any day soon (she's off on maternity leave, having just been beaten to the finishing line by Donna Moss). So that's where we are, all that remains is to thank the West Wing twitterverse for letting us into the corridors of power (where we all talked while we walked) - meet the players here.
A few weeks ago I asked for a £15 summer reading list for my Kindle. I've had my first block of summer holiday, another block to come, so here's an update.
The first book up is 'I play the drums in a band called okay' by Toby Litt suggested by Daz Wright.
I absolutely loved this book.
It was suggested under my "stylistically interesting" requirement, and it's got that. The book reads like a series of anecdotes, a conversation with a biographer or journalist, which taken together tell the story of international supertstar rock band called okay. Narrated by okay's drummer, Clap, we learn the history of the band and it's members through a series of vignettes. The structure means there's no tension and little drama to work through; it's one of those books that you feel could have just meandered along in a bit of a haze indefinitely.
To compare it to a film it was like 'Lost in Translation' - lots of ideas and emotion but a sense of stasis that is comforting and disquieting at the same time. And when you get to the end you feel you could just press play again (or start from chapter 1).
The other point of comparison I have is 'Espedair Street' by Iain Banks. Banks also offers up a hugely successful stadium band and narrates through one of its more modest members, but he uses a romantic storyline that drives the book and offers a fixed conclusion. Litt's take on the genre might frustrate those who like a beginning, middle and an end but if you can live without it's a lovely relaxing comfort blanket of a read.
Remember how in 24 things would often get kick started by "chatter"? Yeah, chatter - mutterings on the Internet that something is afoot. In espionage drama (and heck, probably real life spying too) the 'net is monitored for tidbits of this and that which might fall into a sort of a pattern that tells you there's a problem.
I've heard people say (and you can find writings about this on the Internet) that the police could (do?) use social media for intelligence - that's basically using chatter, looking for stuff that might mean stuff.
Today a small niggly thing happened on my road. Somebody had been up the road in the night and put a page of a pornographic magazine under the windscreen wiper of every car. On both sides of the road.
It's nothing overly concerning or bad, just a thing that's a bit weird and might make for some difficult conversations (imagine getting in your car with the kids and being greeted by cocks. That). I'm not sure "putting porn on a car" is a crime beyond littering even. There are a fair few of my local cops on Twitter, so I thought it'd be a good channel to tip them a wink without going to the hassle of phoning them and making a beef out of it.
Well, that's not allowed.
That left me a bit flummoxed really. Surely informal chatter like this is one of the best reasons for police to be on Twitter? Little titbits of information, that might someday land in a pattern. Isn't that what community policing is supposed to be about?
You see this thing, that isn't a crime, suggests stuff even on it's own. Let's make some rash suggestions and deductions here but if you take circumstantial evidence you have:
1. Start of school holidays
2. A daft practical joke
3. Happened after 10pm (when I parked my car)
4. Porn
Chances are this was the work of teenage boys. That's a fair assumption.
Now think about what that means:
1. Local shops aren't controlling age restricted products very well
2. The local teenage boys are already a bit bored and it's only week 1 of the holidays
It's meaningless and harmless now, and I honestly thought it was just a silly jape, but what if the chatter suggests other daft little things are happening? And what if those things start to get a bit worse as the summer drags on? And you've missed a chance to get in early and do something? Like investing community support time in youth work and working with the councillors to get more things up and running in the ward?