오늘만은

1. 오늘만은 행복하게 지내리라. 링컨은
  「대부분의 사람은 자기가 행복해지려고 결심한 만큼은 행복하다.」고
했는데 참으로 옳음 말이다. 사실 행복은 그 내부로부터 온다. 그것은
인간 외부의 사정은 아니다.
2. 오늘만은 자기 자신을 사물에 적합하도록 하자. 사물을 자기가 바라는
대로 하려고는 하지 않으리라. 가족, 사업, 요행을 있는 그대로 받아들여
자신을 그것에 적합하게 하자.
3. 오늘만은 몸조심을 하리라. 운동을 하고 몸을 아끼자. 영양을
섭취하자. 혹사하거나 무시하지 않도록 하자. 그렇게 하면 몸은 나의
명령에 따르는 완전한 기계가 될 것이다.
4. 오늘만은 자신의 마음을 굳게 하리라. 무언가 유일한 것을 배워
보리라. 정신적으로 게으름장이가 되지는 않으리라. 무언가 노력, 사고,
집중을 필요로 하는 책을 읽기고 하자.
5. 오늘만은 세 가지의 방법으로 내 영혼을 운동시키리라. 남이 눈치 채지
않도록 뭔가 좋은 일을 하리라. 윌리엄 제임즈가 시사하듯이 수양을 위해
적어도 두 가지는 자기가 하고 싶지 않을 일을 사자.
6. 오늘만은 상냥하기 지내리라. 될 수 있는 대로 활발한 것처럼 하고,
되도록 잘 어울리는 옷을 입고, 조용히 이야기하고, 예의바르게 행동하며,
아낌없이 남들을 칭찬하리라. 그리고 남을 비판하지 않고, 무슨 일이나
혐을 찾지 말고, 남을 훈계하거나 꾸짖지 않기로 하자.
7. 오늘만은 오늘 하루만을 살아 내기로 하자. 인생의 온갖 문제와
한꺼번에 맞붙으려고 하지 말라. 일생을 두고 도저히 감당할 수 없을 만한
문제일지라도 12시간에 해 치워 버리자.
8. 오늘만은 하루의 프로그램을 작성해 보다. 시간마다. 해야 할 일을 써
두기로 하자. 비록 그대로는 되지 않을지라도 모르지만, 어쨌든 해보리라.
성급함과 꾸물거림을 제거할 수 있을지도 모르니까.
9. 오늘만은 반 시간 동안은 혼자서 조용히 휴식할  시간을 가져 보리라.
그 동안에 때로는 주를 생각하리라. 자신의 인생에 대한 올바른 인식을
얻을 수 있을 테니까.
10. 오늘만은 두려워하지 않기로 하자. 특히 행복해지는 일, 아름다움을
즐기는일, 사랑하는 일, 내가 사랑하는 이들이 나를 사랑하고 있다고 믿고
두려워하지 않기로 하자.

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Walkman History 101

Discussing the beginnings of the walkman probably requires a brief look at the audio scene in the ’70s. The audio industry was enjoying success in the growing home stereo market, and the implementation of the transistor for a portable AM band receiver created a pocket radio “boom” in the ’60s which continued well into the ’70s. “Boomboxes” or battery-powered one-piece stereo systems were growing in popularity near the turn of the decade, with sound eminating through two or more loudspeakers. Consumers appreciated the ability to listen to high fidelity sound without being confined to sitting near a home stereo system. Pocket-sized micro and mini-cassette players were also successfully sold by companies like Panasonic, Toshiba and Olympus.

So, was the development of a “personal” stereo system an obvious step in the evolution of audio? Shu Ueyama of Sony cites that this invention was purely accidental. Organizational changes were taking place at Sony in 1979 and the tape recorder division was pressed to market something soon, or risk consolidation. They came up with a small cassette player capable of stereo playback. The invention was born from a tweaked Pressman (Sony’s monaural portable cassette recorder) and a pair of headphones.

Sony chairman and founder Akio Morita heard of the invention and was eager to market it. The final design of the TPS-L2, the personal stereo cassette player was completed on March 24, 1979. Sony then formulated a unique marketing campaign to sell the contraption. But first, what to call it?

The name needed to present the idea of portability, so they considered Stereo Walky. Unfortunately, Toshiba was already using the “Walky” name for their portable radio line. The new product was a descendant of the Pressman so Walkman was proposed next. Senior staff responded to this name with doubts, as it sounded like a Japanse phrase clumsily made English. The name would fly in Japan but the product would be marketed in the US as the Sound-About and in the UK as the Stowaway.

Again, senior staff thought twice about the naming conventions–globally marketing a product with regional labels would prove costly, so Walkman was ambivalently accepted as the name of this new personal stereo system.

The next task was marketing the product. The story behind Sony’s market research was legendary: they didn’t do it! Said Akio Morita in a 1982 Playboy interview, “The market research is all in my head! You see, we create markets.” But how does one convince the public they need a product that they’ve never owned or seen? The first step was to get the word out to people who had influence on the public, like celebrities and people in the music industry. Sony sent Walkmans to Japanese recording artists, tv and movie stars free of charge. They also began an innovative marketing campaign, targeting younger people and active folks. The Walkman was engineered carefully to make it affordable to this market, priced to be around 33,000 yen (Sony was 33 years old at the time. Coincidence?) The imagery Sony successfully used around their Walkman gave the feelings of fun, youth and most importantly, freedom. Their invention allowed one to bring an exceptional listening experience anywhere.

The Walkman craze began in Japan and reached the US by 1980. Other audio companies jumped on the personal stereo bandwagon, and by Spring of 1981, at least two dozen companies were selling similar devices, many of which were marketed with catchy names of their own. Toshiba had their Stereo Walky, Infinity had their Intimate, Panasonic sold their Stereo-To-Go, GE marketed their Escape, and even discount audio producer Craig followed suit with the Soundalong. Styles and colors varied from the Walkman, but several key features were found on early models: two headphone jacks (listen with a friend!) separate left and right channel volume controls, and a neat but impractical “hotline” switch, as Sony called it. Pushing this button turned on an ambient microphone so the listener could hear the noise around him instead of the music. Strangely enough, all of these features disappeared from portables a year or two later.

While one may be tempted to criticize these other companies as Walkman “wannabes,” We should instead appreciate their accomplishments, for together they provided us with what we refer to as the walkman “Golden Age.”  A marketing person described this movement accurately. “During any product development,” he said, “the first few years are associated with innovative design and quality.” He’s absolutely right. Many personal stereo products emerged and surpassed the Walkman in terms of features and price. Sanyo’s M5550 was smaller than the Walkman, more durable with its all-metal chassis and contained a variable tape speed dial. Aiwa, owned by Sony since 1969 created a product line initialized by their TPS30, a personal stereo cassette recorder. Akai’s PM-01 had FM tuning capability through the aid of a cassette-shaped radio module. What an incredible concept: in an effort to confine the space of a personal stereo, how can one add features at the same time? The logical, yet nonetheless remarkable idea was to place a radio within an audio cassette chassis and engineer it to send the audio into its cassette player home. Toshiba had the same functionality and offered an AM module, also.

Companies like Infinity worked at sound quality. Their Intimate offered Dolby noise reduction. Koss sold their radio-only Music Box with a set of their well-reputed over-the-ear headphones, and offered circuitry to notify the user when he or she was listening to audio that was “too loud.” High grade stereo component manufacturer Proton even stepped into the ring and sold a model that included some hi-tech circuitry previously available only on $1000+ stereo equipment.

Many groaned after seeing the $150 price tags of Sony and Toshiba and settled for their $20 earphone-clad radios until names like Unic, Randix Audiologic, Craig and Yorx came along cheap personal stereos. Discount manufacturers seized the opportunity during the portable stereo craze. Products similar in shape and functionality (but not necessarily quality) were marketed as the Walkman, using photographs of people on the go, in sneakers, roller skates and on bicycles. Fortunately, these companies made a personal stereo available for everyone.

Competition was strong as throughout the early ’80s and new ideas were popping all of time: Sony feeling the pressure worked on engineering their Walkman line be smaller, while still looking and sounding better. Long Island, New York audio company Mura decided to focus on the radio-only stereo, so they enhanced functionality in their Hi Stepper line. One model even offered TV audio reception. Popular US electronics distributors like Radio Shack, Sears and JC Penney also jumped on the bandwagon by selling their own personal stereos.  Overseas audio manufacturers like Grundig and ITT were selling similar portables that rivaled the quality of Japanese brands. JVC announced the “be-all” of portables in 1982: the CQ-F22K. This was the first portable stereo that included all of the features we’re accustomed to having today, like Dolby noise reduction, auto-reverse and AM/FM tuning. Perhaps the most exotic feature offered on a personal stereo at the time was the wireless feature discovered on some gray market Aiwa CS-J1 units. They apparently transmitted an audio signal that would be received by special headphones. Sony offered their affordable Walkman II, or WM-2 in a small, shapely all-metal chassis. This remains the most successful model of all time, selling 2 1/2 million units. By 1983, Everyone was shopping for a personal stereo.

As with any fad, many groups raised concerns with the Walkman. Were we at risk while performing daily activities like driving or walking around town oblivious to the world around us? Would we go deaf or catch brain damage? Would we turn into anti-social creatures, encapsulated in our little personal stereo world? Of course, these concerns didn’t slow the Walkman movement even slightly.

We caught MTV’s tongue-in-cheek airing of “Video Killed the Radio Star,” but teenagers didn’t think twice about strapping on a pair of samarium cobalt headphones and banging their heads to Autograph’s “Turn Up The Radio.” The generation gap widened as young people became “wired.” With the exception of school, many kids spent their waking days with a personal stereo on the hip.

Several initial players in the personal stereo market dropped out as the ’80s endured, but Sony, Aiwa, Toshiba, Sharp, Panasonic and Sanyo thrived. Product lines widened from $25 “disposables” to $200 professional-grade models. Niche models popped up, like Sony’s durable Sports line, and Aiwa’s featured-packed J Series recorders with stereo microphones and wired remote controls. Perhaps Sanyo and Sharp enjoyed the most success with their inexpensive portables, aimed at young and price-conscious buyers. If you were sick of wasting AA batteries, you had solar-powered walkmans available, like Sony’s WM-F107 and Mura’s Sun Stepper. Sony and Panasonic even offered models that contained two cassette drives, so you can listen to one cassette right after another, or dub a copy of an original recording.

We also noticed the blossoming of an industry to provide aftermarket accessories for personal stereos. We’ve all had to buy a second set of headphones at some point, some of us purchased little desktop speakers allowing our little personal stereo to become a home one of sorts. Unitech marketed a cushioned vinyl travel bag for your walkman that contained little stereo speakers inside. Simply pop your unit into it and you’ve got a boombox. Signatech sold a trendy vest that sported loudspeakers on the shoulders and special walkman “pocket” for an audio source.

The walkman craze (note the lower-case “w”, as the name was entered into the Oxford English Dictionary in 1986) continued its run, and prices dipped as functionality rose. By 1985 many models featured graphic equalizers for even better sound, tape direction change and auto-reverse features for ease of use. The average model required two batteries, as opposed to the typical four in 1980. Sony announced a belt-free “direct drive” mechanism for remarkably low wow and flutter (terms that describe the warbling noise in audio cassette playback). Panasonic offered their “Radio Card,” the thinnest pesonal stereo radio ever.

1986 marks the year that we identify the beginning of the end for the walkman, for it was in this year that Sony announced the D-50, a portable audio device that played a new digital medium called the compact disc.  The public was eager to hear the “perfect” sound of the CD so they rushed out to grab a “Discman.” Audio companies again followed Sony and began focusing their efforts to this new technology. Walkmans didn’t wane in popularity initially, for all pre-recorded music was available in cassette form and there was no consumer CD recorder at the time. As we approached the turn of the decade, features digital tuning, clocks, alarms, rechargeable batteries, wireless headphones and logic controls. But the walkman novelty had worn off, replaced by the CD and later the mini-disc.

Today, personal stereo cassette players and radios bear little resemblance to their predecessors from years prior. They’re absolutely disposable, averaging $20 in price and offering key features like pastel and chromy colors, rounded edges and clear plastic chassis. Obviously little effort is put into the design or engineering of the walkman, for manufacturers believe the audio cassette is a dying medium, soon to be replaced with the digital technology of hard disks and RAM cards.

This sad state is what drove us to build this site. We hope you can appreciate the obsolete device we call the walkman. It changed our perception of sound and became a cultural icon. It was a gadget with soul.

Renzo Piano’s Expansion of the Morgan Library Transforms a World of Robber Barons and Scholars

April 10, 2006
Architecture Review
Renzo Piano’s Expansion of the Morgan Library Transforms a World of Robber Barons and Scholars
By NICOLAI OUROUSSOFF
If some architects feel a twinge of envy at the mention of Renzo Piano, who can blame them? In the United States alone, the Italian architect is working on or has just finished major museum projects in New York, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Boston, Chicago and San Francisco. And two decades after its completion, the art world still speaks reverently of the serene, muted light in his Menil Collection building in Houston.

As if that weren’t enough, Mr. Piano divides his time between Paris and Genoa and often spends summers sailing off the coast of Sardinia.

Such success has spawned jealous whispers that Mr. Piano is losing his edge. He is too polite to clients, some architects say, as if to imply that he is too quick to compromise — and worst of all, too “safe.”

His dazzling expansion of the Morgan Library and Museum collection, which opens to the public on April 29, may either stoke that envy or forever put it to rest. A sublime expression of the architect’s preoccupation with light, the design transforms the world of robber barons and dust-coated scholars conjured by the old Morgan into a taut architectural composition bursting with civic hope.

His triumph at the site, where order is brought to a jumble of buildings collected over nearly a century, should temporarily allay complaints that New York’s cultural institutions shrink from a high level of architectural innovation.

(Full disclosure: Mr. Piano, of course, is the architect of the future New York Times Company building rising on Eighth Avenue. I can only dream that the Times tower lives up to the standard set at the Morgan.)

The original library, designed by McKim, Mead & White in 1906, is a landmark of Beaux-Arts design, but it was never a very welcoming building. Its severe 36th Street Palladian facade, punctured by a dark entry porch, makes you think of top hats and smoke-filled rooms — a dignified reliquary for a dying culture. Morgan’s son, Jack, built a boxy annex in 1928 as part of a broad effort to expand the institution’s profile; an undistinguished glass atrium by Voorsanger & Mills was added in 1991 to link the annex with a Morgan family brownstone at Madison and 37th Street.

Mr. Piano navigates this history with remarkable deftness. Blasting through 50 feet of bedrock, he adds book vaults and a 280-seat theater underground, minimizing the visual scale of his project. The Voorsanger addition is gone, replaced by a large glass-and-steel entry pavilion. Two more pavilions — a gallery and offices — are set on 36th and 37th Streets, completing three sides of a central light-drenched court.

The layout sets up a mesmerizing rhythm between new and old. The boxy pavilions are joined to the more massive stone buildings by vertical slots of glass. By creating a slight separation between each of the buildings Mr. Piano allows pedestrians a glimpse deep into the central court from side streets to the north and south. It’s as if the Morgan complex has been gently pulled apart to let life flow through the interiors, hinting at the fragile balance between the city’s chaotic energy and the scholar’s interior life.

The layout of the pavilions can be read as a commentary on the old Morgan’s pretensions. Built during an age of industrialization that was brutishly steamrolling toward the future, the blank marble facades of the old buildings were meant to cloak Morgan’s money in the veneer of the past. But Mr. Piano’s pavilions embrace industrial values without shame or hesitation. Their straightforward and stoic exterior facades, painted a creamy white that echoes the color of the stone buildings, imply that we’re all grown-up sophisticated people, comfortable in our own skins.

To enter the building through its new Madison Avenue entrance, you slip first under the steel cube that houses the reading room, the full weight of the building bearing down upon you, before experiencing the psychic release of the soaring glass atrium. This is the soul of Mr. Piano’s design, and its most spectacular and complex space.

The older buildings, all accessible from here, anchor three corners of the atrium. A towering window at the rear offers a view of prewar apartment buildings. Elevator landings that lead to the upper gallery and reading room project out overhead. The tops of a few corporate towers can be glimpsed in the distance.

It’s not a very romantic view; Mr. Piano is not precious about New York’s history. The Empire State Building spire blends in with the chipped brick facades and tinted glass surfaces that are part of our everyday lives: hard, gritty and sometimes glamorous. We’re left with a subtly layered urban experience in which the Morgan’s interior is part of a broader urban picture.

That effect is reinforced by Mr. Piano’s dexterous use of materials. Unlike Yoshio Taniguchi’s recently expanded Museum of Modern Art, conceived as a series of abstract floating planes, Mr. Piano’s building is made of flesh and bones. The steel surfaces are not polished to an abstract finish; instead, the heavy joints between his welded steel plates are left exposed. I-beams rest solidly atop of slender cruciform columns; you can feel their weight.

And of course, there is the light. Ever since the completion of the Menil Collection building in 1987, Mr. Piano has been tinkering with the slight variations of light in his buildings. Here, he creates a dramatic interplay between vast public spaces bathed in natural light and vaultlike rooms that serve as galleries and reading rooms. The result is a space with the weight of history and the lightness of clouds.

The full force is felt once you circulate through the galleries and reading rooms, old and new. A new, perfect white cube of a gallery illuminated through a sheer fabric ceiling is a counterpart to the florid rooms of the old Morgan, whose marble rotunda has never looked more seductive — or debauched. This is just as true of the brand-new third-floor reading room, whose simplicity is as comforting, in its way, as McKim, Mead & White’s more ornate mahogany-paneled reading room.

These more intimate spaces are not just about bookish reflection. Within the ethereal atmosphere of Mr. Piano’s light-filled world, they are places where the imagination can roam into darker territory. Think of the dormant figure in the famous plate from Goya’s “Caprichos” series, “The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters.”

We’re a long way from the Pompidou Center, the 1970’s-era people’s palace that Mr. Piano designed with Richard Rogers when the two were brash young newcomers. In its play of weight and airiness, the Morgan is closer in spirit to works like Henri Labrouste’s design for the National Library in Paris, whose classical structuralism was intended as a slap at the Beaux-Arts Academy.

In the end, the Morgan expansion is the work of a master who has reached full maturity, and is thus at ease with contradiction.

Mr. Piano no longer has any interest in annihilating the past; nor does he worship it blindly. He appreciates its rare treasures while living solidly in the present. A result is a building that doesn’t retreat from the city, but makes us fall in love with it all over again.