the "acquisition of status"
while i agree of course in some old world, ancient mindset, I am confused, cause i think on this all the time. how folk be walking around in the flyest gear, sneaker down, their idea of clothes: jeans, tees, gold down, some real, most not, looking clean, holding dollars, ostensibly, might or might not have a car, but they standing fly. go to them people's homes nuh. you know part of why i stay where I am is because i grew up with an understanding of personal living that I rarely see. there are very few homes I can go and live in. I cant go live in my father's home with his new wife . they are some trifling beings. and my father is the one who have be ocd about cleanliness, and knowing aesthetics. there is only one or two family members' houses I can go live in. Nobody else. people live in dumps. people do not keep a clean nor ordered house
and i read that "acquisition of status" and wonder who we talking about. and btw, these are professional people's houses i talking about eh, with big expensive bmrs, hondas, skodas in the yard.
folk who so big yet have no dryer in their house, and have children. going by they mother to dry clothes. I had a washer and dryer in a rental house in tuskegee, that i left after two years.
i am so intrigued by this topic. the value system
now i walk around like a bum, and even up to saturday my older cousin telling me our yard look like an indian house with three big suv and wagons in the yard. Other folk, when they drop me home, they quietly say, "this where you living?" it took me a while to pick up but is long after i realize what going on. folk dont live so. and i find that amazing.
watch the news.. the homes that incidents occur...the conditions.
quite intriguing..going to read more
___
another thing.. the flip side of folk who living in dumps but styling clean and pretty. are the nouveau riche, folk who just find or get money...go neverseecomesee, but apart from that...they build these obzucky ugly houses that look liked they paid a penalty tax for windows and doors and the sizes thereof, another tax for ventilation in this hot caribbean concrete climate, and like a next annuity for not having greenery, shade and garden. what is that about? how is that possible/ how does a bird build their nest on the open ocean? Or, someone building a house to withstand heat, putting in insulation, no ventilation. is like everything we do transgresses sense and function. that is the home story here in trinidad
i build a house now now. money no factor, and it will be an old tyme structure, grand wrap around gallery, plenty shade, on all sides. ventilation galore, even in the high ceiling, one huge suction fan. huge windows that open out, with push out built in awnings, and french doors everywhere. might not even have windows, just fancy grilling all around. no glass. just mesh to keep out the mosquitoes, flies and bats
is it that "ornamentation' has changed?
"This new socially mobile and emergent middle class may not have been able to build anything like the grand stone castles with turrets "
do you know there was a young rastaman on a hill in fort george who was quarrying stone from his father's land, on that same hill, at the same spot, and building a stone house? is about three years since I was up there, but I sure you all see that house when you driving up. it was not there before. I wonder how far he has gotten. i share that to show you is a consciousness. not money. not mobility, not status thing, except for the zombies. where that young rasta man who seems to be on the fringes get the asethetics for that house, the mind to build himself a house, that is not a shack and the character to mine the stone from the same land instead of looking for old board and throwaways. when i saw him building it i asked him if he would let me live there I would pay him. but then he wanted to marry me say i could not be living on his land and not be his wife. and plus there was no way a woman , even his wife was going to live in a house on the front and he behind. had to run from there once yes. thought i was not going to be found.
i must remember to go look for that house, that man, and when i ready to build mine, let him hire him.
Seems i need to get the person;s work. aspects are cited but not explored in this article. but a fascinating topic. heritage and legacy aesthetics must play a role; and consciousness which i am sure the writer does not even think to include
http://m.guardian.co.tt/columnist/2015-10-25/my-home-my-castle
while i agree of course in some old world, ancient mindset, I am confused, cause i think on this all the time. how folk be walking around in the flyest gear, sneaker down, their idea of clothes: jeans, tees, gold down, some real, most not, looking clean, holding dollars, ostensibly, might or might not have a car, but they standing fly. go to them people's homes nuh. you know part of why i stay where I am is because i grew up with an understanding of personal living that I rarely see. there are very few homes I can go and live in. I cant go live in my father's home with his new wife . they are some trifling beings. and my father is the one who have be ocd about cleanliness, and knowing aesthetics. there is only one or two family members' houses I can go live in. Nobody else. people live in dumps. people do not keep a clean nor ordered house
and i read that "acquisition of status" and wonder who we talking about. and btw, these are professional people's houses i talking about eh, with big expensive bmrs, hondas, skodas in the yard.
folk who so big yet have no dryer in their house, and have children. going by they mother to dry clothes. I had a washer and dryer in a rental house in tuskegee, that i left after two years.
i am so intrigued by this topic. the value system
now i walk around like a bum, and even up to saturday my older cousin telling me our yard look like an indian house with three big suv and wagons in the yard. Other folk, when they drop me home, they quietly say, "this where you living?" it took me a while to pick up but is long after i realize what going on. folk dont live so. and i find that amazing.
watch the news.. the homes that incidents occur...the conditions.
quite intriguing..going to read more
___
another thing.. the flip side of folk who living in dumps but styling clean and pretty. are the nouveau riche, folk who just find or get money...go neverseecomesee, but apart from that...they build these obzucky ugly houses that look liked they paid a penalty tax for windows and doors and the sizes thereof, another tax for ventilation in this hot caribbean concrete climate, and like a next annuity for not having greenery, shade and garden. what is that about? how is that possible/ how does a bird build their nest on the open ocean? Or, someone building a house to withstand heat, putting in insulation, no ventilation. is like everything we do transgresses sense and function. that is the home story here in trinidad
i build a house now now. money no factor, and it will be an old tyme structure, grand wrap around gallery, plenty shade, on all sides. ventilation galore, even in the high ceiling, one huge suction fan. huge windows that open out, with push out built in awnings, and french doors everywhere. might not even have windows, just fancy grilling all around. no glass. just mesh to keep out the mosquitoes, flies and bats
is it that "ornamentation' has changed?
"This new socially mobile and emergent middle class may not have been able to build anything like the grand stone castles with turrets "
do you know there was a young rastaman on a hill in fort george who was quarrying stone from his father's land, on that same hill, at the same spot, and building a stone house? is about three years since I was up there, but I sure you all see that house when you driving up. it was not there before. I wonder how far he has gotten. i share that to show you is a consciousness. not money. not mobility, not status thing, except for the zombies. where that young rasta man who seems to be on the fringes get the asethetics for that house, the mind to build himself a house, that is not a shack and the character to mine the stone from the same land instead of looking for old board and throwaways. when i saw him building it i asked him if he would let me live there I would pay him. but then he wanted to marry me say i could not be living on his land and not be his wife. and plus there was no way a woman , even his wife was going to live in a house on the front and he behind. had to run from there once yes. thought i was not going to be found.
i must remember to go look for that house, that man, and when i ready to build mine, let him hire him.
Seems i need to get the person;s work. aspects are cited but not explored in this article. but a fascinating topic. heritage and legacy aesthetics must play a role; and consciousness which i am sure the writer does not even think to include
http://m.guardian.co.tt/columnist/2015-10-25/my-home-my-castle
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