Liberal arts and virtues

After a whirlwind tour of New School history in "DIY Religion" today, we have a session on liberal arts on Wednesday. Nominally it's about our particular college's understanding and practice of the liberal arts, but the momentum of doing 100+ years in 100 minutes today tempts me to be more ambitious. Liberal arts really matter in an illiberal time! 

I'm also looking for an excuse to share some images I've recently enjoyed in exhibitions, and some of which the class will have a chance to enjoy too. Here's the first:  

These are two panels by Francesco Pesellino, c. 1450, painted for a cassone, a kind of trousseau for Florentine brides. Currently in the collection of a museum in Alabama, they are part of the Morgan Library's exhibition on the Tarot - which we'll be visiting in a few weeks. The seven liberal arts (above) and seven virtues are represented as women; at their feet are associated historical or biblical figures, all male. 

Who do we have here? 

In the representation of the seven liberal arts, above we find, at right, the Trivium: Logic (with Aristotle), Rhetoric (with Cicero) and Grammar (with Priscian). At left, the Quadrivium: Arithmetic (Pythagoras), Geometry (Euclid), Music (Tubalcain) and Astrology (Ptolemy). This array allows the artist to place astrology/astronomy at the center! 

The panel of the virtues places the theological virtues at center: Faith (with St. Peter), Charity (with St. John the Evangelist) and Hope (with St. James the Greater). Flanking them are the four cardinal virtues: Prudence (Solon), Justice (Solomon), Fortitude (Samson) and Temperance (Scipio Africanus). I get all this from a website which informs me also that these panels were once in the collection of one Ludwig Wittgenstein!  

These might be a fun invitation to think about what the liberal arts are today, and who exemplifies them... and if there's a connection between the liberal arts and virtue! 

Maybe I'll have an excuse to share a contemporary work I just encountered at the Wassaic Project's summer exhibition, Tim Olson's "The Seven Heavenly Virtues at the Seventh Heaven Academy of Beauty" (2025). Painted on glass in fabulous detail (and with the same emplematic objects as Pesellino, if sometimes wittily updated) you'll find again Prudence, Faith, Hope and Charity (above), Fortitude, Justice and (below). The work is a pendant not to liberal arts but to "The Seven Deadly Sins at the Super Seven Motel" (2024).

I feel like sharing all of these, old and new, as an antidote to something I'd rather not share, a creepy selection of virtues included in a work showing as part of a Christian nationalist exhibition at the State Department, disingenuously called "Passport to Patriotism: 250 Years of Diplomacy." 

This is "Valor, Purity, Justice (Old Glory)" (2026). While these virtues are apparently associated with the colors of the American flag, they here look so like something from Fascist Italy it makes my skin crawl (especially the Christian resonances of "purity" - which is conspicuously not one of the classic seven virtues). It's the work of a satirical painter, but the show it's in seems to be as unironic as they come. No doubt they'd place scary white men in front of each of the three droopy white women. 

As it happens, the forces of darkness are claiming the liberal arts for their reactionary attack on democracy and learning. I call on all the traditional virtues and liberal arts to come to our rescue!

Access restored!

Last days of summer

Onboarded

My courses are both off to a good start, new versions of old courses but already, with the students' help, breaking new ground.

In "DIY Religion" yesterday we brainstormed "religion" and "DIY" on their own before imagining what "DIY religion" could be, discovering at least three kinds of DIY - and so three kinds of DIY religion - on the way: (1) learning by doing, (2) finding what you need, (3) making do with what's to hand. These are quite different, and lay the groundwork for richer conversations than we had last year.

And in "Religion of Trees" our regular starting encounter with an elder - the elm in nearby Washington Square Park fêted as Manhattan's oldest tree - was enriched by the brand new New York Tree Genus Map, and revelations about the tree itself from Harriet Rix's wonderful The Genius of Trees. We call it an English elm (a colonial tree!) but it's not originally English either, having been brought to the British Isles as a cutting during the Roman Empire - and originally from Spain!

I'm not sure students were quite ready to follow me in wondering if this makes it the same tree as the one it was cut from, almost four centuries ago, and the same as all the other cuttings before and after, but notice has been served. We'll follow up on the surpassing strangeness of trees (not just clonal ones like elms) in our next class, when we consider what pronouns to use when referring to - or addressing - them.

Glacial tsunami

I started the day with this. (US media were slow to pick it up.) You may have seen it, and the longer take posted later by Chinese authorities, which confirmed it's not AI, and including longer footage of the many people who fled the building, only to be engulfed by a torrent powerful enough to collapse a parking garage and send buses bouncing. Or the other videos of enormous surges of brown and black water tearing down valleys in Nepal, sweeping away bridges, pulling down buildings, washing away all in their path... 

The apparently glacier-triggered cascade tumbled at the edges of my consciousness all day. The border crossing to Tibet looked familiar. I remember my anxiety as guards looked through our things, leafing through some books I'd brought and tearing out a few pages, worried they might not let me through. And when I later learned that at least a hundred Indian Kailas pilgrims are among the missing, it seemed to confirm that this was the very place we'd passed through on the 2013 Kailas kora. The scenes of jumbly Nepali towns downriver (the flood barreled through mile after mile after mile of them) brought back memories of busy streets full of market stalls and children. All gone?

I've established now that this was not the place we were, which was one river valley farther to the east, Zhangmu-Kodari rather than Gyirong-Rasuwa. (Unsurprisingly, Chinese border buildings all look the same.) 

But this makes the reality of the horror even greater, washing away the self-pity of my having lost places of precious memory, as if this calamity were somehow about me - and somehow containing it as that kind of loss. 

No such thing. All gone.

Seventy-Eight Degrees of Wisdom

Checked out the twin exhibitions on the Tarot at the Morgan Library today, Renaissance Symbols and Modern Visions. I'm planning to take the "DIY Religion" class there. Tarot is not really my thing but, judging from last year's cohort, it's likely to be of more than casual interest to at least a few of the students. I'm not sure the part about the original 15th century Italian tarocchi cards will wow them, but the modern adaptations have something for everyone. For me, it was the Six of Trees (they're flying!) from Rachel Pollack's Shining Tribe Tarot of 1994.

Rising tide

The timing of the record is particularly notable. Global ocean temperatures are typically highest in March and April, following the austral summer, yet this record has been reached in August. It also exceeds the previous highest August value, recorded in 2023 at 20.98°C. This latest daily record follows a succession of monthly sea surface temperature records and near-records observed throughout 2026 across the extra-polar ocean (60°S to 60°N), underscoring the persistent warmth seen across much of the global ocean. Copernicus

Window dressing

First day of orientation, The New School still a work in progress! These workers are involved in the restoration of the Orozco Room murals.

Snap!

Tree damage in Riverside Park, perhaps from Thursday night's squall.

If you can make it out, imagine that opening of sky was once filled with a tree canopy, and look down to where the trunk of that tree was and, in part, still is. Then look left, to see where the snapped-off tree fell, and up and down to see the damage done to the tree on which it fell.

Hither and yon

(Hit the triangle to play this time lapse of this evening's splendiferous sunset. Remember, you can enlarge the video by clicking the open square, second from right on the bottom)

In stitches

More machine-stitched Gnarls, this time gracing a hoodie, on one many racks of collegiate merch on sale outside the University Center. I don't think we had quite this much in years past, our liberal arts students being too cool for collegiate gear, and the designers all in self-curated couture and vintage.

Fidgety

At the Parsons Teaching and Learning Days 2026 (part of which I attended in my faculty senate capacity), participants were encouraged to check out the university's various making centers, and explore 

possibilities for collaboration. I happened into the 3D Print Lab, where a batch of fidget toy narwhals were being made. Amazingly, the seven hinged parts are all printed together! Maybe one could do something with the cute tangles of discarded "filament" disposed of on the side?

DIY seminar

Not a moment too soon, I've started tightening the bolts on this year's iteration of "DIY Religion." Though we won't get into the syllabus until next Wednesday, I'll be meeting the students a week from today!

What do I have planned for them? Alum voices will again play a significant part in the class, but we haven't the budget for six guest lecturers this time. This gives us time for some field trips, including to the newly redesigned "Contemplation Room" in the University Center (whence the above image of a chill Gnarls) and to the exhibit on Renaissance and contemporary Tarot at the Morgan Library.

The broader argument of the course has changed a bit, too. If last year's point was "gosh, religion has always been DIY!" this year's will also explore the resources and limitations of DIY in religion and more widely. These issues came up in our discussions last time, as we noted the bias "DIY" seems to have against established communities and institutions and even relationships - but can an individual really know what they need? The questions are made more urgent yet by the inroads AI agents have made in young people's lives even in the last year, threatening all those relationships and communities (and institutions like universities!).

A familiar refrain from all my classes: what we do in a seminar is special, something none of us could do on our own. 

Wave crochet

I'm in love with this photo by Brazilian-Australian photographer Daniella Tommasi, a finalist in the "Adventure" category of the Ocean Photographer of the Year competition at oceanographic magazine. Everything's in motion, rippling and circling both towards shore and sea.

Retainers

Attended most of our school's "Retention Summit" today, which was kicked off with a presentation including these framing slides. 

Retention is the unbeautiful term higher ed uses for students' staying at a school they've come to, rather than transferring or dropping out. I remember learning this argot when directing the first year program ages ago, where "persistence" (on students' side) and "retention" (on the institution's side) did battle against the amorphous forces of "attrition." 

 

For tuition-driven schools like ours, "retention is everyone's job."

Eclipse

Horrifying beyond words. Though those who design and sell them have plenty of words, all deniable. Every word here is an assault on meaning. 

According to the manufacturer, “the discomfort associated with the stimulation is usually effective in bringing individuals into compliance in less than three seconds and leaves no burns, marks or scars”. The company has advertised the device as a “humane, low-optics, de-escalation solution for many situations facing our men and women in uniform”.

Cloudscapes

Four minutes' difference!

 

Graphs about religion

I don't know what sources Ryan Burge used to construct this chart, but it's definitely a conversation-starter for religious studies at The New School, whose student body is almost entirely committed to the majors at the far upper right corner!

What is being shown here, though? Different majors might shape religious proclivities/aversions (one reason Evangelicals think "the university" is the enemy), but it's at least as likely that student sensibilities shape major choice. And not just "religious" ones, however defined. Burge shared the graph above on his facebook feed but kept for the truly inquiring some other related charts. 

Now, I do feel like I am only showing you one side of the coin here. It’s been all religion to this point—belonging and behavior. But we all know that those two factors are intimately related to political viewpoints. I write about this ad nauseam now, but to be Republican/conservative is to be religious. And the opposite is true for the left side of the political spectrum: there are a whole lot more nones among the ranks of liberals.

So Burge next offers the graph below taken from the same data set. Sure looks like the flip side of the same coin! But, as Burge helps us appreciate, there are a lot of things going on here...! Any claim like "XYZ major makes students more/less religious" is simplistic.

UPDATE 13/8:

And then there's this, not included in Burge's initial write-up, but shared today. 

Even if this weren't from a data set from a source worth being careful about, I'd want to know what the other options were, and, of course, the sample size. If these numbers are to be trusted, at least a fourth of the students in three-fourths of the listed majors identify as some kind of non-heterosexual, becoming a majority in many arts and humanities fields. Tell us more! And then add the data on politics and religion... maybe something on class background, too? 

What incentives/exclusions shape major choice for different kinds of students, regardless of their individual inclinations or vocation?

Misery map

After having our flight cancelled on the way over I thought we'd burned off our bad travel karma... and perhaps we had. Our return flight today was delayed 30 minutes, then 60, eventually arriving in New York two and a half hours late, but along the way I had time to learn that we were fortunate to be flying at all. The JetBlue terminal at JFK was full of long lines of marooned travelers. Indeed almost a thousand flights within, into or out of the US were cancelled today. 

 

The same flight we were on was one of almost two thousand flights cancelled yesterday (and it was cancelled twice more in the ten days before that), among countless flights cancelled across the country because of combinations of bad weather and an air traffic controller shortage. Today's "FAA ground stops" were in response to almost half of the exhausted air traffic controllers around the New York area calling in sick. You can watch the disruptions on FlightAware's "Misery Map."

 

I don't remember flight cancellations being a thing. Perhaps that's because I've been lucky enough not to experience a cancellation before, but it's surely also connected to the more extreme weather brought on by climate change and the regime's attack on government services. 

 

Meditation garden

For our last California day we checked out the Self-Realization Fellow-ship Meditation Garden in Encinitas, surprised I've not been before.

Beach

 

Water + sand

 

Footprints last just a spell

Plowshares

I'm very moved to learn of "Rooted," a monument going up soon in Charlottesville, VA. It will be in the form of a banyan tree, open so that people can move and sit within it, open to the sky and the surrounding park, an invitation to gather, reflect and celebrate.

But this isn't just any monument. It will be made with the bronze used in an earlier statue, which used to organize this space in a completely different way - the monument to Robert E. Lee, erected in 1924, whose proposed removal provoked the deadly "Unite the Right" march in 2017. The statue was finally removed by the city five years ago, who partnered with the Jefferson School African American Heritage Center to reimagine the space and its history in a program called Swords into Plowshares. 

JSAAHC in turn paired Boston-based non-profit MASS (Model of Architecture Serving Society) with Oakland sculptor Dana King, who "envision ROOTED not as another heroic statue but as an open civic landscape organized around welcome, gathering, beauty, and participation. Rather than asking visitors to look up at history, the project invites them to inhabit it." ROOTED was one of three compelling proposals developed (another of which involved a symbolic tree, too) and the one chosen by the community. MASS chose the baobab "for its life-giving fruit and the symbolism of resilience, interconnection and shared knowledge" - and for its "pan-African symbolism."

“The opportunities like this are extraordinarily rare,” said Jha D Amazi, principal of MASS’s Public Memory and Memorials Lab. “To transform the very material of a monument is to acknowledge that history cannot be erased, but it can be reimagined."

This will be one of a new generation of public monuments which are interactive and participatory rather than static, their meaning formed over time by communities on the ground rather than fixed once for all from above. Explains an article in Architect Magazine, "Rather than designing objects that proclaim a single historical truth, they are increasingly being asked to create places that accommodate multiple histories, invite dialogue, and evolve alongside the communities they serve. The goal is no longer to conclude historical debates but to provide civic spaces where those conversations can continue."

The form of a tree seems especially apposite here, monumental yet alive and changing, and particularly the baobab, known to be a place of gathering. On top of that ROOTED has found a way to make the opened-up tree feel like a community of people, its branches like human arms in a dance of gesture and signification. Its form is fixed, of course - at least the bronze component - but part of its empowering joy will be the awareness that its bronze has been reclaimed from hatred for love.

Luminous

Among the delights in the exhibition Clearly Indigenous: Native Visions Reimagined in Glass currently on show at the Mingei Museum in Balboa Park, a powerful foursome: "Element 3" (2007) by Tammy Garcia (Santa Clara Pueblo), "The Milky Way" (2014) by Adrian Wall (Jemez Pueblo), "When Stars Come to Earth" (2012) by Brian Barber (Pawnee) and "Spring Thaw Platter" (2016) by Larry Ahvakanah (Iñupiak).

Other stunners include the wall-filling "Charmed" (2012-19) by Joe Feddersen (Colville) - with a closeup, though it can't capture the slow shimmer of reflections and shifting shadows - and the glowing works of Dan Friday (Lummi), like "Schaenwyx (Salmon)" (2019).