Perspective
Feb. 28th, 2009 11:43 amInstead of doing my taxes this morning - I scrolled my lj flist. Granted, taxes are a bit tough to do with a sprained ankle and a bunged up knee - since I have sit with my feet on the floor and papers scattered about, and the laptop in front...not in the armchair, with feet elevated and laptop on my lap. Also, I do have until April 15, after all. No rush.
Been thinking about perspective a lot this week. My injury has provided me with a whole new perspective - regarding walking around NYC and handling basic things - like stairs. Perspective is different than point of view. Although it is easy to confuse the two. In art classes - they used to teach us that perspective was where the viewer is standing - the eye of the camera so to speak. It shows only that which is in our line of vision. Since our vision is limited to range - we cannot see beyond a certain point. Distance, size, shape, weight, are all affected by where the viewer is - the exact angle.
Happens in reading internet posts too - your perspective is different if you read lj posts as they are posted, each day, as opposed to reading them all at once, just scrolling down the list, for a three to four day period - much as you might read an internet book. If you read as posted - it's like chat or getting emails. If you wait until Saturday and read two weeks worth, it's like reading an anthology series or a book of letters. You may even be less inclined to respond than you would have if you read the post the moment it was posted. I saw three posts today that I would have responded to - if I'd read them the day or within moments of the posting, but now - the immediacy of the post is lost and there are 14 or 2 other comments that say more or less what I would have said. My perspective reading that post is different from those who responded immediately - because I've not only read the post, I've also read all the comments, and I've read the two posts that happened after it.
Perspective can be based on so many factors - where you are standing, age, race, ethnicity, nationality, education, religion, and gender.
In college, I saw a woman on a bike get hit by driver. Depending on your perspective - it looked like a hit and run. Many of the students who saw it - believed that she got hit, and the car sped off. The driver did not care. They saw it as just another horrible hit and run.
I was first on the scene and the closest in proximity. So I saw the driver get out of the car. I saw him approach me and the woman. I knelt. I waved at him. Indicated I was leaving my bag with her and pointed at the health center, he nodded. And I took off to get help from the nearby health center. When I returned, which was less than fifteen minutes later, due to the fact that numerous others had called for help before me, the driver was gone. In his place were a small crowd of men, different shapes and sizes, and ethnicities, and mostly white. The woman was in pain, holding her knee, and an ambulance was roaring to a stop. I didn't know or think other's might call for help or see the accident, since from my perspective, all I saw was the woman,the bike, the car, and the driver.
The people behind me - saw me, the car, the driver, the woman, and the bike and the driver leaving the scene. The people behind them, only saw the woman and the car speeding off. And those behind them, just the girl on the pavement and me returning to the scene. Finally, there were those who saw us go off in the ambulance and nothing else.
We all believe what we see - our view of the scene is the correct and only one at the time we see it, we are a bit suprised with someone provides a different perspective.
At work this week, I was talking to one of our consultants - who sought to cheer me up by sending me two photos he took on a recent trip to the Caribbean - photos that he uses to cheer himself up and that make him happy. I got the photos. Looked at them. And closed the email. They were of a porch, some trees, and I could sort of see the ocean. Nothing fancy or intriguing. When he asked me if I got them and printed them off to post on my cubicle walls, I thanked him but said, you know, it's just a porch and some trees..."Oh, right," he replied, "For me, when I look at them I remember my vacation, I remember the smells, etc. But you just see a porch. It's a matter of perspective."
Been thinking about perspective a lot this week. My injury has provided me with a whole new perspective - regarding walking around NYC and handling basic things - like stairs. Perspective is different than point of view. Although it is easy to confuse the two. In art classes - they used to teach us that perspective was where the viewer is standing - the eye of the camera so to speak. It shows only that which is in our line of vision. Since our vision is limited to range - we cannot see beyond a certain point. Distance, size, shape, weight, are all affected by where the viewer is - the exact angle.
Happens in reading internet posts too - your perspective is different if you read lj posts as they are posted, each day, as opposed to reading them all at once, just scrolling down the list, for a three to four day period - much as you might read an internet book. If you read as posted - it's like chat or getting emails. If you wait until Saturday and read two weeks worth, it's like reading an anthology series or a book of letters. You may even be less inclined to respond than you would have if you read the post the moment it was posted. I saw three posts today that I would have responded to - if I'd read them the day or within moments of the posting, but now - the immediacy of the post is lost and there are 14 or 2 other comments that say more or less what I would have said. My perspective reading that post is different from those who responded immediately - because I've not only read the post, I've also read all the comments, and I've read the two posts that happened after it.
Perspective can be based on so many factors - where you are standing, age, race, ethnicity, nationality, education, religion, and gender.
In college, I saw a woman on a bike get hit by driver. Depending on your perspective - it looked like a hit and run. Many of the students who saw it - believed that she got hit, and the car sped off. The driver did not care. They saw it as just another horrible hit and run.
I was first on the scene and the closest in proximity. So I saw the driver get out of the car. I saw him approach me and the woman. I knelt. I waved at him. Indicated I was leaving my bag with her and pointed at the health center, he nodded. And I took off to get help from the nearby health center. When I returned, which was less than fifteen minutes later, due to the fact that numerous others had called for help before me, the driver was gone. In his place were a small crowd of men, different shapes and sizes, and ethnicities, and mostly white. The woman was in pain, holding her knee, and an ambulance was roaring to a stop. I didn't know or think other's might call for help or see the accident, since from my perspective, all I saw was the woman,the bike, the car, and the driver.
The people behind me - saw me, the car, the driver, the woman, and the bike and the driver leaving the scene. The people behind them, only saw the woman and the car speeding off. And those behind them, just the girl on the pavement and me returning to the scene. Finally, there were those who saw us go off in the ambulance and nothing else.
We all believe what we see - our view of the scene is the correct and only one at the time we see it, we are a bit suprised with someone provides a different perspective.
At work this week, I was talking to one of our consultants - who sought to cheer me up by sending me two photos he took on a recent trip to the Caribbean - photos that he uses to cheer himself up and that make him happy. I got the photos. Looked at them. And closed the email. They were of a porch, some trees, and I could sort of see the ocean. Nothing fancy or intriguing. When he asked me if I got them and printed them off to post on my cubicle walls, I thanked him but said, you know, it's just a porch and some trees..."Oh, right," he replied, "For me, when I look at them I remember my vacation, I remember the smells, etc. But you just see a porch. It's a matter of perspective."