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Posts about Psychoanalysis
On December 12th
covering Psychoanalysis
I am writing more freely about the music world than the psychoanalytic world. There’s a reason for this. I spend my days doing psychotherapy and psychoanalysis, mostly, and when I have an observation to talk about I need to be enormously careful about sharing it in a way that doesn’t remotely compromise anyone’s privacy. And when I can’t be sure about this, I keep it under my hat. Whereas writing about Radiohead or Stockhausen, I don’t have any confidential relationship there so I can speak as freely as I like.
But psychoanalysis is pertinent to any human expereince, so I’m not that worried about this aspect of the blog being neglected.
On November 29th
covering Psychoanalysis
My hometown paper published this article. Let me sum it up: the writer had an intriguing dream and he wondered if it had any meaning. He developed the point of view that, because he couldn’t discern any meaning in this dream or other dreams, they have none. This is a logical fallacy known as arguing from ignorance. This is commonly used by lazy art critics: “I don’t see the value in X, therefore X has no value”. Let X = hip-hop, or minimalism, or bebop and you’ll see what I mean. It’s less common to see this type of lazy thinking in the Health section. Read more »
On November 13th
covering Psychoanalysis
(thx, Christina, Mark, Maria, Diana)
On November 11th
covering Culture, Psychoanalysis
In Brian Bird’s lovely film Ratatouille, the gastronomically inspired rat Rémy creates virtuoso improvisations in the kitchen of Auguste Gusteau’s restaurant. The other cooks insist on rote repetition of the deceased great chef’s recipes as their attempt at continuing his legacy. Rémy is visited by Gusteau’s ghost, who urges him to innovate and take risks. It is clear that Rémy is far truer to — literally — the spirit of Gusteau than the other cooks, ironically by deviating from his recipes. The other cooks are well-intentioned in their desire to follow Gusteau, but instead of emulating his love of creation and discovery, they make his legacy a dead thing — a fetish. Read more »
On October 29th
covering Bloggery, Psychoanalysis
I’m reviving my blog in a new form after ten months of silence. I’ve copied the few posts I still like from the old location and I’m changing my approach. At the regional meeting of ISPSO, Annette Clancy asked me what happened my blog, which I kept up for a couple of months until it fell by the wayside. It was more than run-of-the-mill laziness and competing interests. It really made me uneasy in a way I couldn’t identify. I was blogging anonymously, or so I thought until a helpful commentator pointed out it was easy to discover my name. I felt it was important to do be anonymous until I found my way, but I also felt it was a bit cheesy and dishonest to comment on the world from a comfortable hiding place.
Annette’s question Read more »
