Letters by Lydia: Monami Plus Pen 3000

We’re finally bringing back the pen reviews this week, so get excited!

This week we’re taking a look at the Monami Plus Pen 3000:

                                     

Before we get into my opinions, let’s introduce these guys.  The Monami Plus Pen 3000 (I know, a bit of a ridiculous name) is a fine tip pen.  It’s also a felt tip, although I would argue it’s closer to a plastic nib (for felt tips, think Papermate flairs–these are a lot sturdier and skinnier).  Even though they have a fine tip, they have enough give to them to act as a pseudo-brushpen if you want them to.  I use these more often to color in small things or write, though.  You can see some different ways to use these in the picture I included.  One thing to note about the ink, though, is that it can be a bit splattery.  It’s not juicy enough where it will leak or splatter enough to stain things, though, it’s just worth noting because sometimes it can be hard to get clean lines.

The pen body isn’t my favorite–these guys are really tall and thin, and feel kind of cheaply made, which makes sense because they’re known for being super affordable.  They’re also known for coming in a huge color selection, including a lot of pastels, fluorescents, and muted colors.  The set of twelve I have is mainly just classic bright colors, but I’m obsessed with the case it comes in–it’s super satisfying to unclasp it for some reason, and it’s super convenient to keep in my bag.

As for purchasing information, I got this set for around $6 on stationery pal (great website for affordable stationery stuff).  If you want some for yourself, the site is currently having a sale that puts this set at $2.60, which is insane, so definitely check that out!

Overall, this set isn’t anything that stands out a lot to me, but they’re still nice pens, and the super cheap price and color range sets them apart enough that I’m definitely glad I added them to my collection.  I would highly recommend these to any beginners or people who don’t want to spend a ton of money on pens, as well.

As always, thanks for reading and have a lovely week!

 

her kind: sofia gubaidulina

“The art of music is capable of touching and approaching mysteries and laws existing in the cosmos and in the world.” —Sofia Gubaidulina

This week, I had the pleasure of researching and listening to the music of Sofia Gubaidulina—a composer whose studies took place in Soviet Russia. Born in 1931, Gubaidulina is considered one of the foremost Russian composers of the second half of the twentieth century.

Sofia Gubaidulina’s Piano Concerto Introitus is a one of my favorite pieces of music I’ve listened to recently. The opening unfolds from hollow, plaintive moans in the flutes and rises up in register and orchestration, building momentum to a near unison statement of one of the piece’s primary gestures. I love her choice to use the lowest registers of the flute to open the piece–it creates a beautiful, sacred ambience. Intervals of minor seconds, harmonic and melodic, evoke mysterium and tension.

The piano enters briefly after the fall of the first climactic moment, and Gubaidulina hovers again in the bass register. The strings prolong mysticism and tension with buzzing tremolos and half steps; the woodwinds create a sustained backdrop in contrast to the other textures being used. It’s surprising how little the piano is really used, considering it’s a piano concerto, but I actually love the way Gubaidulina feels no obligation to keep the pianist active for the majority of the first half of the piece. It’s unexpected, and the limited use of the piano draws more attention to it when it is playing.

She makes use of simple ascending and descending scales in layers and layers of canons with the upper voices of woodwinds. The piano’s melody returns, and strings enter in the low register, echoing chords we’d heard earlier in the piano–then echoing the scales we’d just heard in the woodwinds. This time, richer and fuller, the scalar gesture opens up to a brief bassoon/piano duet which evolves into a call-and-response between the piano and the orchestra.

Towards the end of the piece, there’s a section filled with trills layered one on top of the other which evolves in to these almost bell-like chords chiming in the piano part over a bed of trills in the string section. The strings fade away, and the piano is left alone to play meditative, scalar figures once again—this time, with harmonic seconds floating on top.

The concerto ends with a haunting trill at the top of the piano’s range that serves in opposition to the concerto’s opening. It seems as if the piece itself serves as an ascent—perhaps to the celestial, or as a metaphor in line with the “Introitus” title, ascending from the secular to the sacred at the beginning of a religious event. This idea of ascent is also apparent in smaller motives throughout the piece; particularly in the sweeping gesture of the strings that serves as a pillar Gubaidulina keeps returning to. There’s a constant rise and fall that drives forward the concerto until we arrive at the end, suspended above.

The interaction and consideration between all the voices and textures in this concerto is stunning. The textures and gestures are reminiscent of Debussy and Messiaen perhaps, but Gubaidulina’s voice is strong. Her music was thought of as troublesome during her studies in Soviet Russia, but she was supported by Shostakovich, who in evaluating her final examination encouraged her to continue down her path despite others calling it “mistaken.” I’m grateful he encouraged her, because this piece is quite lovely. If you’d like to take a listen, you can follow this link to the her kind playlist.

 

Sometimes

Sometimes I’m nervous walking in 

Sometimes I’m nervous walking out 

Sometimes I should be walking in 

Sometimes I should be walking out 

Sometimes I walk in when I should walk out 

Sometimes I walk out when I should walk in 

Sometimes I stop walking 

Sometimes I stop feeling when I need to heal 

Sometimes I stop healing when I need to feel

 

Sometimes I regret allowing myself to eat 

Sometimes I regret allowing myself to speak 

Sometimes I hate when days evaporate 

Sometimes I wait for days to fade 

Sometimes I hate myself 

Sometimes I love myself 

Sometimes I can’t tell what I am to myself

 

Sometimes I don’t know how to speak

Sometimes I wish I was meek  

Sometimes I wish I was weak

Sometimes I wish I was strong

Sometimes I wonder how long this can go on 

Sometimes I’m smart and I know

Sometimes I’m dumb and it shows 

Sometimes I’m right when I’m wrong

Sometimes I write wrong when I’m right

Sometimes this all feels surreal 

And Sometimes I don’t know what to feel

TOLAROIDS: From above

When I was a little kid I always thought that I would one day wake up and be able to fly. It was just a superpower I always wanted to have. Sure, we have airplanes, but they fly so high you can barely see anything. That’s why after I grew up I was happy to discover that I could in fact fly and see the world from above – and last week I got to.

So drones were always cool but I never realized how cool. Last weekend I got to fly above Ann Arbor, I had to get an FAA LAANC authorization for it and fly in a specific zone, it was also very windy and not so colorful anymore. However, we got some pretty nice photos and I thought it would be nice to post something different. I really like the patterns that the landscape and different man-made objects create.

 

 

 

So, technically the photos aren’t even mine, they are Steven the Drone’s .

Partial credit to Linus Hoeller who brought Steven the Drone and put enough faith in me to let me use it.

 

Let me know if you have any questions or comments!

My Instagram: @akilian.jpg (I promise to post more soon)

Linus’ Instagram: @linus_at  (check it out he has more cool drone photos)

OTM #17: Snowing

Each year, when the snow finally rolls in, I’m always thinking about the ending of The Shining. Especially this year – the weather had been so gorgeous for so long, and all of the sudden it dropped and snow poured from the skies. It’s the Michigan condition, and we have to love it a little, but it’s so drastic. My mood changes as the cold arrives, I want to do nothing but sit and think. I can see myself perfectly in the movie’s ending, just as Jack was out freezing in the dark, covered in ice and snow. Winter kind of sucks, I think to myself, but there’s comfort to be had in it, too. Break is coming up, and soon I’ll be cozied up by a fireplace eating turkey. The end of the semester is coming up, and I can finally take my winter hibernation. I hope you’re all fighting through the cold okay! Good luck this week and thanks for reading.

The Indian Artist, Revamped: The Art in Science

Good Morning all! I hope that you are doing well. In an effort to bring more of a science energy to my column and explore various arenas of thought, I wanted to share an incredible artist who magnifies the smaller things in life!

The Life Cycle of Coronavirus

David Goodshell is an associate professor at the Scripps Research Institute and research professor at Rutgers University, New Jersey. He is especially known for his gorgeous watercolor paintings of cell interiors and signature scientific illustration. As explained on his website, Goodshell has been working since the early 1990’s with a type of illustration that shows portions of living cells magnified so that you can see individual molecules. He explains, “I try to make these illustrations as accurate as possible, using information from atomic structure analysis, electron microscopy, and biochemical analysis to get the proper number of molecules, in the proper place, and with the proper size and shape.”

Influenza Virus

Many of Goodshell’s illustrations are free for download and use through a gallery at the RCSB Protein Data Bank. He has also published a book titled “The Machinery of Life,” which includes illustrations of portions of bacterial and human cells.

I love Goodshell’s work as it brings science and molecular life to the general public, educating people through beautiful images and artwork. Science is an art in itself and the aesthetic principles that artists worship are rooted in nature. Personally, I have always been very interested in medical illustration as well as the healing qualities of art via art therapy. I hope to speak more on these topics in the future and engage more intimately with my art in a scientific light.

Please let me know if there is anything more that you all would like to see from me. If any questions or thoughts arise, please comment or reach out to me via my socials!

 

Until next week,

Riya

 

Instagram: @riya_aggarwal.art

Portfolio: https://theindianartist.weebly.com/