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Nathaniel Velvet

03 Monday Dec 2012

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Elizabetgh Taylor, horse painting, National Velvet

Lehan NationalVelvet

Painting by Lehan Winifred Ramsay … and choice of clip

Stanley Bucket: Anthropologist

28 Wednesday Nov 2012

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Lehan Winifred Ramsay, Painting, Stanley Bucket, The Tokens

Stanley Bucket

Painting by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

Mr Brain

11 Sunday Nov 2012

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Japan, Mr Brain, Science, TV

The Big Race

Painting and Story by Lean Winifred Ramsay

Television that teaches us about Science

Mr Brain is a Japanese television drama that can teach us a lot about science. Not just ordinary science, but very difficult science and other challenging scientific theory and philosophy. Mr Brain is a Japanese drama from 2009 that is available with English Subtitles on Youtube and I recommend that you watch it for a profound insight into scientific things like neuroscience. Neuroscience has been around for more than a hundred years! But people didn’t know much about it.

An investigative team at the centre of criminal investigations? Already you might be thinking of Criminal Minds with its Science of thinking about crime. But Mr Brain works in a team, he never works alone. He works with the police, he works alongside the police, he works with a team of scientists with keen minds, and he does not work alone.

In a character widely attributed to world renowned scientists in brain science such as Dr Kenichi Mogi who works with Sony and other scientific research organisations, Mr Brain is an ex-bar host who wore very elegant clothes but suffered a catastrophic injury when the side of a building fell on him. Five years later he emerges as a star player in the Forensic Neurosciences. It’s all cutting edge, with robots roaming the corridors in search of cameras, and the cleaning is done by young women. Crimes are solved, problems are solved, sometimes through games, sometimes through insightful word play, but always satisfyingly.

Those of you who have become aware of Criminal Minds would by now be aware that staying ahead of the DSM is the name of the game. Mr Brain does not so much understand as embody it, and having one man in charge keeps it simple. American Procedural Dramas are in danger of becoming a little overwrought, such is the plethora of characters, motives, paybacks and crossovers, and loose threads. Mr Brain does not do this, and it’s good. Mr Brain is also a famous and handsome public figure called Mr Takuya Kimura, known throughout and in many other countries particularly for his hair and his charmingly eager way of speaking.

Unlike Criminal Minds Mr Brain never takes things too seriously, at times seems almost frivolously intent on making it seem simple. The science is diligent and yet offers a view into serious topics, thought provoking themes. Does what you have for breakfast really affect your decision-making? Yes, and that’s science at work. Will a hologram fill in the missing piece? You’ll have to watch it to find out. Nobody is left behind as the debate goes high and low and intuition and curiosity meld seamlessly with rigor and statistic. You can see Mr Brain on Youtube.

The Kevin Rudd T-Shirt Competition

02 Friday Nov 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Lehan Winifred Ramsay

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Kevin Rudd, shading, T-shirt

 

 Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

Friends, gather round at my sensibly clad feet, for I have a story to tell. It is about shading, which I learned at school. Sadly I am not good at geography. But I am very good at shading.

This is because I moved to Queensland in the seventies. Queensland was a very hot and bright place at the time, but it was also known for being shady. So shady it was that the Federal Government of the time was unable to penetrate the glare and give us what many people in this fair Oz of ours experienced as a “modern” education.

We learned to shade by using pencils and small pieces of paper, no doubt supplied by our homes, to render maps of Australia and not a few of it’s States on browning mimeographed copies of the Commonwealth Bank stencil. Personally I loved it, as did many of my peers, for it gave me the time and patience to grow up and experience the shade for myself.

Friends, I present for you my design for the Kevin Rudd Tshirt Competition, 2012.

Words for Our Time

24 Wednesday Oct 2012

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cubists, modern cubists, www.cubists

Milk

Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

Q: What is Cubist?

A: Someone, who analyzes, breaks up, and reassembles objects, in an abstracted form, is often, in today’s information and tolerance society, identified, and labelled, as being “Cubist”.

People, who are really Cubist, are known to be totally dismissive of cultural and societal norms, to distort knowns, to be formally inaccurate; further, they have a total disregard for proper shading.

These days, with the popularity of The World Wide Web, Cubism is casting a dismal, and slightly mildewy, shadow upon people, who know better: who have outgrown the unsophisticated, and uncouth, behaviours of those previous generations, who didn’t know better.

Cubism is the tool, of the unenlightened. People, who are really Cubist, are really, really, not getting it. That’s why, they do it.

(historical sources and references: Wikipedia)

Lait to the Debate

21 Sunday Oct 2012

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Lait, Lehan

Lait

Painting and Poem by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

achieve
approve
arise
backlash
barrage
beach-side
better
brands
business
car oil
cast
cheesecake
cogent
collapse
commercial
complacency
conformity
co-operation
critique
danger
deep
deep down
degrading
desire
direction
domestic
economic
emaciated
embrace
engagement
eroded
escalating
escape
family
for granted
finished
forge
fresh
hard-fought
hen
hit
home deposit
injury
laugh
leave
legs
luxury
manifesto
materialism
money
names
negotiating
ok
overdrive
partnerships
pass
pathetic
power
property
purely
reality
rear their heads
re-ignited
reinforce
relentless
remarkable
rigid
rise
rooted
run
sacrificed
self-fulfilment
shackles
show
shower
significantly
squeezed
starvation
steam
stifling
strident
structures
subjugation
subtle
taking
task
tension
tough
transform
under 40
unequal
unheard of
verbiage
vigilant
violence
virginal
virtual
wildly
work
wrong
yearned

Release the Bts

14 Sunday Oct 2012

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strumpet

Release the Bts

Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

A wise wise man once said to me: It’s got nothing to do with what they have. Stop worrying about what they have. You are not them.

So today I would like to share with you the word “Strumpet”.
Strumpet is one of those words that we don’t hear enough of. It’s for us girls and women, and only if we’ve done something to deserve it.

A Strumpet is a moll, or a slut, or something like that. Which means; our sexual behaviour is currently being used to service something. Generally this something is the speaker of the word Strumpet, as well as something else. Often this something else is a sexual liaison which might even have involved the speaker themselves. But sometimes it is spoken by a third party. The third party feels that they are not Strumpets/a Strumpet, and generally also feels that nobody is about to call them a Strumpet, so it is safe to use.

Generally being a Strumpet, even if you are a girl, elevates you to quite a high position in the Badness of Being a Woman. You have failed on the very highest level. And that is why I feel that it is time to Release the Bts.

Roll Out The Strumpets and stop keeping them for ourselves. Every boy and man, at some time in their lives, deserves to be truly great in what they value most. Greatness at what it is that they do best.

6b

26 Wednesday Sep 2012

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4b, 6b, Pencils, teaching kids

Painting by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

Story by Lehan Winfred Ramsay

I used to teach these disabled kids. They lived in a hospital. Really I didn’t teach them, because they couldn’t learn. I just did things with them, and they learned because they did things. After that I taught these street kids. I had to teach them something real, something important; that was my job. But I had to do this with them in a way that they would accept. So we made stuff together.

These kids didn’t have a future, and people who don’t have a future don’t have a reason. An investment, a motivation. There’s a real difference in fronting up to a room full of kids in a school and teaching them. The whole system is on your side. And theirs. Does that mean it’s easy? School is not easy. We forget as we grow up how hard school is.

I used to teach these primary school kids. I really, really wanted them to learn. So I gave them each a set of really good pencils. 6B. 4B. 2B.

Instructions

14 Tuesday Aug 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Lehan Winifred Ramsay

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Nuns, Sunday School

Avalon

Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

At fifteen I took a part-time job on Sundays and an unexpected bonus was no longer being able to go to Sunday School. But it didn’t end there. There was still another ritual to get through. After consultation with the Nuns I was instructed to go to the Nun’s house on Saturday afternoons until I had received the necessary instruction. The Nun’s house had a parlour, a close laced-in room that got too much sun.

I was expecting something, I have to say. Sure the Sunday School hadn’t taught me anything startling, but I was still expecting something. I think I thought that they would be giving me some part of the puzzle that I didn’t have, that piece that seems small and without importance but that makes the other pieces pull together. That would make this religion thing finally make sense. The Nun sat down and began. We can see something in you. You should become a Nun. After some weeks – how many weeks I do not remember – they let me go, released me back into the pool. You’re ready, they said.

Wait, WAIT! I was here on my precious Saturday afternoons for this? I thought they were going to teach me something I didn’t already know. That was no miracle.

the cicada

07 Tuesday Aug 2012

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cicadas, fireworks festival, yukata

Fracture

Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

the evening of the fireworks festival, sitting on the front stop eating a cob of corn. all the shops festival food tables lining the street, a boy in a golden beer costume shouting for customers. the young boy in yukata shrieked when the cicada dropped heavily onto the hot road underneath the bicycle. he squatted down desperately wanting to touch it. here, I called, held out the plastic container to him. back at the bicycle he opened and closed it and wailed that it wouldn’t stay shut, but I was already searching the plastic bag for the rubber band. here. scared to touch it, trying to figure out how to get it into the container. the boy in the golden beer costume reached down and pulled it up. dropped it in the container, stretched the rubber band around it. off the boy went. down the street. up to my window went I.

 

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