Cloud Gate
I returned from Chicago last Monday. The time difference between Chicago and Japan is 15 hours. I feel like I am recovering from jet lag. Do you know what the big object in the picture below is called?
Public Art in the Loop
I returned from Chicago last Monday. The time difference between Chicago and Japan is 15 hours. I feel like I am recovering from jet lag. Do you know what the big object in the picture below is called?
Public Art in the Loop
When I visited England in 2008, one of the things I noticed was that many of the people in a commuter train to London were reading the newspaper. A long time ago, we could see the same scene in commuter trains in Japan, but now seeing people pressing keys on a cell phone is more common. Do I need more cases to come to a conclusion on this phenomenon?
On August 27th, 2008 I visited the Freud Museum in London, where Sigmund Freud lived from 1938 until his death in 1939. According to a traveler's guide it is open from noon to five o'clock on Wednesdays to Sundays. I got off the train at Finchly Road Underground Station and got lost some times, but arrived at the place more than thirty minutes before the gate was opened at noon on Wednesday. I waited in front of the gate of the museum, which was not different from other houses around it in appearance. I was one of the several visitors hanging around on the pavement there and a few people passed by wondering why we were there.
While I was waiting, I tried to find something that was related to Freud around the museum. Of course you could see two blue round plates on the wall, one for Mr. Freud and the other for his youngest daughter, but except for that the museum was just a beautiful two-story red-brick house. After I took several pictures of the house over the hedge, I found a tall tree, the leaves of which the wind were rustling in the garden of the house next to the museum. Whereas I did not know the name of the tree, I imagined that Freud might have seen the tree from the window of his place. I took two pictures of the tree, which was taller than the houses around it.
After the museum opened, I rented an audio guide at the reception desk and entered every room of the house trying to listen to the voices from the small tool like a mobile phone. I could see a lot of things related to Freud and psychoanalysis, such as the couch which Freud had patients sit on, desks that he used, antiques which he loved, and so on. He is thought to have discovered the part of our mind which we are not conscious of, and I admit that his discovery is of great importance. Although I do not know much about his theory and I wonder how his theory is substantiated scientifically, I think he tried hard to listen to the words spoken by the person on the couch in front of him, which is exceptional in the case of ordinary questionnaire surveys used by us sociologists.
Two days after I arrived at a town north of London, I became a little bit uncomfortable surrounded by buildings, houses, and people in a small town. On August 24 I left a hotel in Stevenage, and boarded a train for London to visit Stonehenge, a famous prehistoric site about which enough data has not been fully collected yet. I changed trains at King's Cross and London Tower and arrived at Waterloo, where I took a train to Salisbury. I took a ride in a bus from the station to Stonehenge.
When I arrived at Stonehenge and saw the huge stones at the site, I felt disappointed. It does not mean that the stones were smaller than I had expected. But I was not very much moved to see the site. There were too many people around there, though I was one of them. After several minutes passed, the sky suddenly went dark and it started to rain. My umbrella was not large enough, and my trousers became wet. The rain and the wind lasted for a while. If it had not rained at that time there, my impression of the site would have been less deep.