Yearly Archives: 2010

A matter of colour

“Since a white web page uses about 74 watts to display, while a black page uses only 59 watts; saving of 15 watts of energy can be done by a simple change of colour from the light background to a dark one. Google for instance, gets over 200 million queries a day. According to Mark Ontkush a black Google page saves approximately 750 Megawatt-hours a year. Hence, Heap media started the blackle.com utilizing this concept of energy consumption.”, Visual Voltage Project.

Therefore, I invite you all to use black backgrounds for your screens, websites, and maybe emails as well! If you have a Google email you could do that through the settings.

Raz

Link to the project: http://blackle.com

Visual Voltage- Art Exhibition

Saturday evening there was an art exhibition in the Swedish embassy in Berlin, entitled Visual Voltage, the exhibition presents concepts and artworks to show that designers and artists have also have an important part to play in creating awareness and debate around this vital issue. This project is one of the contributions of the Swedish institute to the sustainability field.

This art perspective invites us to rethink of our consumption habits in order to avoid a global catastrophe, it does that mainly through interactive artwork in which the human behavior towards energy is reflected on the project.

One of the projects that caught my eyes is the Energy AWARE clock, which is a an electricity meter that resembles an ordinary kitchen clock, it is designed to make energy awareness a part of everyday life by visualizing the daily rhythms of the household. At a glance, you could see how much energy is consumed, and the new graphs are drawn on top of the ones from the day before, in order to compare the energy use from day to day.

AWARE clock – AWARE clock

The AWARE Laundry Lamp, on the other hand, attempts to use the usually-wasted heat energy generated from light bulbs in drying clothes! Basically, you can design your own lampshade which you will hang your clothes on. Not only that, but you could also go further and make a statement with the kind of laundry you put to display ;) Using this method instead of tumble-dryers which is one of the greatest consumers of electricity at home.

AWARE lampshade

Another project is the Eco Awario War, or something like that :P I cannot remember the name exactly, but anyhow: it is a Nintendo wii game which aims to create awareness of resources consumption. The largest challenge, was to embed as much information as possible without compromising the fun for the players. Apparently, most of the traditional energy-saving workshops, speeches, .. etc have been observed by those who are already aware, those who are already saving energy! Therefore, targeting another group is important.

You could check the other projects at the following link: www.visualvoltage.se

I think the exhibition did a great job, myself I have been noticing the lights left on in empty rooms in the flat and turning them off, washing dishes the german way saves lots of water as well, and removing the laptop and mobile chargers from plugs when not used, those are energy thieves!

Why this exhibition was very important for me personally, is because I’ve been thinking for a while of career change. Well, I don’t know if career is the right word since I haven’t yet got a job. Anyway, having studied Computer Engineering I now feel it’s a bit too technical, and I’m not exactly enthusiastic about it, therefore, I started looking for Masters in some other field. BUT seeing those project that combine art, design and technology I felt like I could do something similar, finding a project in which I could marry my previous knowledge with interactive designs. That would be fantastic.

Well, I hope you would pay a bit more attention to your energy consumption, why to keep the lights on when you are not in the room, why to use the clothes dryer when there is sun outside, and why not to remove the chargers from plugs when you are done using them? :)

Cheers!

Raz

Half a Life

On Christmas, I received a book as a gift from a dear friend of mine. I was like, oh.. a book.. thanks! “Since when do I read novels..?” I thought to myself. On my way back to Potsdam, I opened this book, and started reading.. And I’ve never in my life had such an experience with a book, to dive so deep in the story, sense all details, be able to picture the place and the people. Maybe because my life at the moment is very similar to Willi’s, the main character in the book. Wondering if my friend chose this book randomly, or if she picked it specifically knowing the Willi and I are searching for the same answers.

Willi is an Indian whose dad is from the Caste (middle class) and his mom is from the backwards. At the time of the Mahatma, Willi’s dad felt like he should also make a sacrifice, he responded to the Mahtma’s call and burnt his English books, quit the University, and chose to marry this ugly girl who is a backward. After that his life changed, and things went bad.. the fruits of this marriage was Willi and his sister. The marriage was an unhappy one, Willi’s dad never really liked his wife or kids. For that, Willi was miserable.

Not only this, but also having a mixed background caused him nonacceptance in both the Caste and the backwards. He never felt he belongs to any, he always felt he has to leave.

Being a student in a missionary school, he knew a little about the west from his Canadian teachers, and he decided to go there for college. He ends up in a college in London.

In post-war London, he saw the bohemian life, the clubs, and girls. With the latter, he had serious issues. Willi couldn’t find a girl for himself, he only slept with his friends‘ girlfriend, and prostitutes, and he was really bad at sex. He blamed his dad and his culture for this, he never felt his manhood compelete, every girl kicked him off.. and the same feeling of nonacceptance he had back in India, had started again in London. His only hope for acceptance was a book he wrote, and like Willi, it didn’t have any success. There was as well a big mess for the black people there, a black man got stabbed in a riot, and since then he had to be careful and felt even stranger than before.

His college studies was about to finish, Willi thought, “I don’t know where I am going. I am just letting the days go by. I don’t like the place that’s waiting for me at home. For the past two and a half years I have lived like a free man. I can’t go back to the other thing.” Around that time, a woman has read his book, and sent him a letter, she had a big appreciation for him. They met, they talked, they had sex and it was good. Never in his life Willi felt so accepted. Her name was Ana, she was half African half Portuguese.

College finished, Ana was about to go back to Africa. Having nowhere to go, Willi said to her, “Ana, I would like to go with you to Africa. You’ve read my stories. You know I’ve nowhere else to go. And I don’t want to lose you.” He goes with her back to Africa, and when right when he arrived, he realized he hates that place, and he does not belong there either. Willi thought, “I don’t know where I am. I don’t think I can pick my way back. I don’t ever want this view to become familiar. I must not unpack. I must never behave as though I am staying.”

He stayed for eighteen years.

Days went by him, boring and stale. He was hiding in Ana’s life, he didn’t have a name, he was for everyone Ana’s man. Eventually, at the age of forty-one, Willi had the courage to tell Ana he wants to divorce her. “I am tired of living your life”, he said to her.

“You wanted it, Willi. You asked. I had to think about it.”

 “I know, You did everything for me. You made it easy for me here. I couldn’t have lived here without you. When I asked you in London I was frightened. I had nowhere to go. They were going to throw me out of college at the end of the term and I didn’t know what I could do to keep afloat. But now the best part of my life has gone, and I’ve done nothing. I have been hiding in your life for too long.”

Ana said, “Perhaps it wasn’t really my life either.”

Die Sprachschule Berlin zieht um!

Die Sprachschule Berlin ist umgezogen – die neue Lage ist besonders praktisch für unsere Teilnehmer! Dei DeutschAkademie Berlin befindet sich direkt gegenüber vom KaDeWe und mit unmittelbarem Zugang zur U-Bahn. Die Räume sehen fantastisch aus! Überzeugt euch selbst :)

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27 days to my flight..

27 days left to my flight, and I have these mixed feelings of missing stuff back home, but also not wanting other things.. On the other hand, there are things here that I would miss so much and other stuff that I cant wait to get rid of!  But I am happy and greatful for having experienced this and that, and for having the opprtunity to return next year if I  decided to do my Masters..

So, Things Im looking forward to in Amman…

1) the Sun
2) My Family
3) My best friends, other friends and my mates in the CPE class.
4) Jabal Amman, incl. Rainbow str., Wild Jordan Cafe, Books@cafe, Danise Cafe, and the galleries.
5) The Sage plants in the garden behind my house.
6) Any temperature above 0.
7) Downtown
8) VERY cheap calls and sms, lol.

Things I will miss in Berlin:

1) Traveling, and knowing that anytime im stressed i could getaway for a few days on spontaneous trips to Hamburg, Prague, Amsterdam, … etc.
2) Freedom.
3) The Clubs.
4) Art, Art, Art..
5) Taking the trains everyday, knowing exactly what time ill be where.
6) Seeing a super-good-looking guy is an everyday thing..
7) Flea Markets
8) My flowers
9) Kaufland

Soon I am going to Portugal and Spain, now i am planning the trip!

Bis Bald!

Firewerks

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Every summer Americans commemorate Independence Day by detonating all sorts of colorful and noisy explosives in the streets. I always figured this was another one of our national quirks, like guns and bombs. Then I spent New Years in Berlin. Nothing I have ever witnessed in the United States can compare to the force and volume of mortar blasts and rockets (illegal in most US states) that we witnessed from a fourth floor corner balcony. The rainbow flashes and skull rattling booms shot up from the street and erupted before our eyes. The days before and after were like life during wartime. 

Jeden Sommer gedenken Amerikaner Independence Day indem sie allerei bunte und laute Sprengkörper in den Straßen explodieren lassen. Ich dachte immer, dass das ein weiteres unserer nationalen Eigenheiten sei, wie Waffen und Bomben. Dann verbrachte ich Silvester in Berlin. Nichts, was ich jemals in den Vereinigten Staaten gesehen habe kann die Kraft und das Volumen von Krachern und Raketen übertreffen (illegal in den meisten US-Bundesstaaten), die wir von einem Balkon im vierten Stock gesehen haben. Der Regenbogen blinkt und schädel-rasselndes Donnern schoß von der Straße und brach vor unseren Augen aus. Die Tage davor und danach war wie Leben in Kriegszeiten. 

Souvenir

 Sommer

I remember golden evenings by the lakes of the Grunewald, when the day stretched on, lazy as we were. What a different city Berlin becomes in the summer, full of outdoor happenings, infinite possibilities. When I think these thoughts in the middle of January, I know I can’t leave the city like it is, cold. I think I must stay and have another beer down by the lake.

Ich erinnere mich an goldene Abende an den Seen des Grunewalds, an denen der Tag sich ausdehnte, genauso faul wie wir waren. Berlin wird wie eine andere Stadt im Sommer voll von Outdoor-Aktivitäten, unendlich vielen Möglichkeiten. Wenn ich diesen Gedanken in der Mitte des Monats Januar denke, weiss ich, ich kann die Stadt nicht verlassen, wie sie jetzt ist, kalt. Ich glaube, ich muss bleiben und noch ein Bier unten am See trinken.

Depressed..

So, after 4 months of living in Germany.. im getting the cultural shock now, the cold weather, the cold feelings, the loneliness..  I come from the middle east,  I didnt really like it there, no freedom.. too much gossip.. too many limits.. I couldnt bare it, I’ve always felt I belong to Europe, I had to leave. I came to Germany.

The first 3 months were full of fun, travelling, partying, new friends.. Then came the fourth month, it got really cold, friends started getting drunk everytime we go out, some became aggressive and let out ugly stuff.. I ran out of money after xmas in Switzerland and loads of shopping.. I gained some weight.. and became emotionally exhausted.

In a month, Ill fly back home.. back to where the sun in shinning, but where my freedom is not complete.. and I dont know, am I looking forward to go there, or I am just looking forward to leave this place for a while.. I have no idea where do I belong more, or where do I feel less strange..

ok! enough depression! Now im busy learning German.. its nice, I like the language :) Today i had a complete conversation in German with a woman on the train! how awesome is that? :)

Winterbeeren

Winterbeeren

In den Wintermonaten, macht der hohe Breitengrad und die niedrige Höhe von Berlin eine düstere städtische Tundra aus. Das reichliche Sommergrün fällt weg und verfault. Büsche und Bäume werden dunkle Skelette. Aber wenn man genau hinsieht, ist es eine andere Art von Frühling mit seinen eigenen fremden und schönen Blüten.

In the winter months, Berlin’s high latitude and low altitude yield a bleak urban tundra. The abundant summer green deciduates and rots. Bushes and trees become dark skeletons. But if you look closely there is another kind of spring with strange and lovely blossoms all its own.

Wir sind nicht mehr in Kalifornien

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Der See ist zugefroren. Der Schnee ist tief. Die Hügel, auf denen die Leute sich gesonnt haben, sind jetzt voller Schlittenfahrer. Sie spielen in der Dämmerung weil es so wenig Sonnenlicht gibt. Trotzdem ist der Sonnenuntergang wunderschön im silbernen Himmel. Für jemanden aus Kalifornien ist es verführerisch zu Hause zu bleiben–aber man muss widerstehen und spazieren gehen, weil der Winter auch seine Reize hat.                                                                                                                                                  The lake is frozen. The snow is deep. The hills where people used to lie in the sun are now full of sledders. They play in the twilight because there is so little sunshine. Still, the sunset is beautiful in the silver sky. For a Californian, it is tempting to stay inside–but one must resist, because winter also has its charms.