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Does the Midwest Matter?

Posted in America, Art, Clips, Thirty Two on April 1, 2013 by frankbures

millcity_web-1From Thirty Two Magazine:

Driv­ing north from Des Moines not long ago, I veered off the free­way to a place I knew about but had never had any rea­son to visit. When I got there, I could see why: Mason City, Iowa was a mis­er­able look­ing town filled with func­tional com­mer­cial build­ings that left me with a vague feel­ing of despair as I passed them by.

Nonethe­less, I was there because the city had done some­thing his­toric, some­thing of such cul­tural sig­nif­i­cance that I had first seen men­tion of it on the BBC. It had saved and restored one of the most impor­tant build­ings in the world, the City National Bank and Hotel, designed by Frank Lloyd Wright and first opened in 1910. Now it had been reborn as the His­toric Park Inn after a $20 mil­lion renovation.

It may be news to you that Mason City exists, let alone that it has such a build­ing. But it does, and the fact that this is not widely known seems to me like some kind of crime. Barely any­one is aware that one of the most archi­tec­turally sig­nif­i­cant hotels in the world could exist in an ordi­nary, down­trod­den Mid­west­ern town. It is this fact that I find both so inspir­ing and so disturbing.

Read the Rest here.

The Uses of Fiction: Why We Really Read

Posted in America, Art, Books, Clips, Science on March 5, 2013 by frankbures

COMC2For years, a giant paper brick sat on my shelf. Its spine read The Count of Monte Cristo. I avoided taking it down because I had other things to do. It clocked in at over a thousand pages of small print – almost half a million words. It hung like a millstone around the neck of my cultural conscience. It was one of the dreaded “classics” that I should have read long ago but never did.

This was easy to justify. After all, how could a nearly 200-year-old tale of intrigue set in revolutionary France relate to my world of computers and space tourism and YouTube cat videos? I had other books to read, about real things, like how to organize my time.

Then one day, for reasons I can’t recall, I took the book off the shelf, started reading, and got hooked. I read page after page. Hours flew by. I would set it down, and whenever I encountered some unpleasant task, I’d find myself reaching for it again. The world around me disappeared as the count and his elaborate web of plans came alive. Eventually, I would reemerge and fret over the time I’d wasted. I had deadlines to meet, like the one for this column. I had bills to pay and a business to run. What could a made-up story have to do with that?

Everything, according to cognitive psychologist Keith Oatley.

Read the rest here.

 

 

The Year in Words (or 2012 Recap)

Posted in Africa, America, Art, Arts in Africa, Books, Clips, Culture, Science, Travel on January 9, 2013 by frankbures

IMGP3346It can be hard, as a writer, to watch your stories slip into the past, particularly the ones you love because there is a piece of you in them. So if I  can steal a page from Teju Cole, in a vain attempt to rescue a few from the flow, here are the ones with the most sweat and blood on them, the ones I will miss most from last year:

1) The Crossing (Nowhere Magazine, Djibouti, 5,494 words)
This story is about a tiny, desolate county where humanity took its first steps out into the world, about my traveling to that place, about Bruce Chatwin, about restless genes and ultimately about what pushes us beyond the horizon.

2) The Reunion:  After teaching there nearly 15 years ago, a man learns new lessons about change. (Washington Post Magazine, Tanzania, 2,954 words)
A sort of bookend to a piece I did years ago called Test Day, about teaching English in Tanzania. For this story, I went back to Tanzania and caught up with my students to see where life had taken them. I was as surprised as anyone to find out.

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3) Inner Space: Clearing Some Room for Inspiration (Poets & Writers Magazine, Portland/Cyberspace, 3,167 words)
This was a story about my own struggle to find a quiet place to let new thoughts be born, and about the nature of creativity.

4) Fall of the Creative Class (Thirty Two Magazine, Madison/Minneapolis, 3,743 Words)
This story caused the biggest waves of any story I’ve ever done, taking aim as it did at Richard Florida’s so-called Creative Class Theory. It even evoked a defensive response from Florida, which I addressed here and here.

5) Time Travel (The Rotarian, Kenya/Tanzania, 1,074 words)
An essay about something that has vexed me all my life: The feeling of time as it unfolds before us, and how the so-called “timescape” differs from place to place and affects us all.

6) A Very Particular Place: Looking for Transwonderland: Travels in Nigeria (The New Republic, Nigeria, 1,109 words)
A look at Noo Saro-Wiwa’s book about Nigeria, and about the aspirations of the diaspora.

images-17) Notes on the Affairs of Man (World Ark, Kenya, 1,282 words)
A short piece on my struggle to understand how to deal with the many things beyond our control.

On writing life, writing death, Paul Gruchow, and the power of stories we tell ourselves

Posted in Art, Clips, Culture, Science, Writing on December 30, 2012 by frankbures

janfeb_2013_coverThe Secret Lives of Stories: Rewriting Our Personal Narratives, from Poets & Writers

Around the time our daughter turned four, she started making what seemed like odd requests. “Tell me about the sad parts of your life,” she would say at the dinner table. Or, “Tell me about the scary parts of your life.”

This phase went on for a while. I played along, telling her about my appendectomy in Africa, the time I almost fell off a cliff, the time I got a fishhook through my finger. We talked about deaths in the family, and she would sit with her eyes wide, not saying a word, listening as if her life depended on it.

It wasn’t until I’d gone through a whole list of broken bones and broken hearts that I realized what she was really asking: How can I deal with sadness? What should happen when I’m afraid? She was looking for scenarios out of which to build her own. She was looking for directions about which way to turn when she reached those crossroads herself.

After thinking about this for some time, it occurred to me that I had done a similar thing. It was in college, when I discovered that I loved to write. I wondered if I could do it. I wondered, “How do you do it?”

Read the rest here.

 

The Pilgrim is Bridled and Bespectacled

Posted in Art, Travel, Video on September 5, 2012 by frankbures

For the traveler. Poem by Bridget Lowe.  Animation by Angella Kassube. More at Motionpoems.

Creative Class Warfare (or Richard Florida’s Grievous Oraculism)

Posted in America, Art, Books, Clips on August 27, 2012 by frankbures

For much of this summer, I’ve been cataloging the shortcomings of Richard Florida’s Creative Class Theory. It started with a story I did for Thirty Two Magazine called The Fall of the Creative Class, a piece which quickly took on a life of its own.  Within two weeks it had racked up nearly 50,000 page views and was picked up by Long Reads, Long Form, Salon, Architect Magazine, The Awl, Real Clear Politics, Willamette Week and others, also eliciting a torrent of feedback. (I talked to John Dankosky at  Connecticut Public Radio about the story here as well).  The response grew so big that Florida himself finally had to issue a response on his website at the Atlantic, in which he made more dubious claims that I had to address (Still Falling: On Chickens and Eggs, Cause and Effect and the Real Problem with the Creative Class) by drilling down to the core problem with his theory. More recently, I had another short piece out (The Price of Everything) about the value of art and the danger of monetizing it.

To save you some time, here’s the gist:  I once believed in Florida’s theory, but became disillusioned with it. On closer inspection I couldn’t find any compelling evidence that the so-called “Creative Class,” 1) has any measurable economic impact, 2) is migrating in significant numbers in pursuit of amenities, or 3) actually exists in any meaningful way.

The fact that so many people responded so strongly to the story suggests that there are lots of us with doubts about Florida’s theory. Indeed, other critiques have been coming faster than a fleet of fixies down Valencia Street, including those by Enrico Morretti, Thomas Frank, Ian David Moss, Allec MacGillis, and others.

Part of this backlash is because of increasingly obvious problems with Florida’s idea. Because as Joel Kotkin recently put it, “He had one idea and he’s going to stick to it.”  The past decade hasn’t been particularly kind to that idea, but Florida concedes nothing and dismisses critics with a wave of his hand.

Another part, no doubt, is a reaction to the oracular aura Florida has cultivated.  For a decade he has been putting out pronouncements and predictions which sound like they were cribbed some from a pre-dotcom bust message board, but that are delivered with unshakeable conviction. It is an aura that doesn’t leave much room to acknowledge serious problems with Creative Class Theory. Watching as his one idea crumbles from within, it’s hard to not to suspect that, like would-be gurus throughout history, Florida is finding that while you may start out selling an idea, the danger is always that you end up selling yourself.

Thirty Two Magazine

Posted in America, Art on June 19, 2012 by frankbures

It’s not every day someone tells you that, in all seriousness, they want to start a magazine. But that’s the email I got a few months ago from a young woman named Katie Eggers. When we met up to discuss the idea, I was impressed with both her vision for the publication and for how thoroughly she seemed to have thought everything through.  The magazine was to be called Thirty Two (Minnesota being the 32nd state, as well as the point at which things both freeze and thaw) and it would be a broad canvas for ambitious stories from the region.

Over the last few months I’ve watched her will Thirty Two into existence with a certain amount of awe. Finally last week, after months of hard work, I got to see the first issue, which turned out beautifully: brilliant photos, excellent writing, clean design and–mostly importantly–lots of big ideas. Get a copy here (or at one of these local stores) before they sell out!

The Mind’s Eye: Poetry in Motion

Posted in America, Art, Books, Video on October 27, 2011 by frankbures

If you think poetry is boring or difficult or a waste of time, then you probably weren’t at the premiere of MotionPoems at the Open Book Center in Minneapolis. The brainchild of poet Todd Boss and graphic designer Angella Kassube, MotionPoems take poems from the Best American Poetry, among other places, and hands them over to visual artists who make short films out of them. The result is a powerful and evocative elaboration on the original work.  Brilliant stuff:

Sound Mind: A Life of Listening

Posted in America, Art, Clips, Science on July 4, 2011 by frankbures

In the summer issue of Tufts Magazine is a story about Doug Quin, an acoustic ecologist and sound designer who has recorded everything from the bizarre clacking of Arctic walrus tusks to the psychedelic whistling of Weddell seals, to the disappearing song of the kagu birds of New Caledonia.  Quin even provided the sounds for Werner Herzog’s Encounters at the End of the World and has produced many albums from his field recordings, most recently Fathomreleased on the Tiaga label in three colors of vinyl.  (It’s mostly sold out, but you can hear a sample of the Weddell seals here, down at Taiga 11.)

What I loved about this story, though, was how it reminded me (and, I hope, readers) that the world of sound is as big and fascinating and important as the world of light. It reminded me how, with a small shift in consciousness, we can access that world. Each year Quin helps people do this by leading sound walks in Central Park at the GEL Conference. But you don’t have to go there for that. All you have to do is step outside, open your mind, and listen:

“It was early morning, and Doug Quin and I were headed out on a winding ribbon of road leading away from Syracuse, to a patch of wild tucked between upstate New York farms. Next to me, the bearded, soft-spoken Quin, a polyglot with just a hint of an unplaceable accent, looked ahead into the darkness. We could see very little at that time of day, which was exactly what we wanted to see.

Quin and I were headed into strange territory, a place where you’ve likely never been, but where Quin spends much of his time. It’s a world connected to ours, but often invisible to it. It’s also a world that’s changing—and being changed—as fast as any part of the planet. Quin, who has been called the Audubon of audio, is a musician and artist and, most recently, a professor at the S.I. Newhouse School of Public Communications at Syracuse University. But his work always leads him back there, to the place he calls the soundscape, a place he has been exploring, recording, sifting through, and archiving for the past twenty-five years, from rare patches of rainforest to the ice at the end of the earth, to his own backyard.”

Read the rest here.

Trip Shakespeare: The Bard Meets A Bend in the River

Posted in America, Art, Clips, Travel, Writing on June 20, 2011 by frankbures

In the July issue of Minnesota Monthly is a short piece I did on the Great River Shakespeare Festival in my home town of Winona, Minnesota.  The rise of the festival in recent years has been heartening to watch. It has given a new dimension to the town that I wrote about earlier this year, and for which I received some wonderfully thoughtful commentary. (“Find a dumpster in some other town for your drugs, your friends, and your miserable life, and your lousy article!“) Anyway, Winona today is no doubt a different place than it was a quarter century ago.  And since Shakespeare moved in, the neighborhood has been much improved. (You can read the piece here.)

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