Last night we went to the Schommer Astronomical Observatory at Rutgers University. On the 2nd and 4th Thursday of every month the observatory is open to the public.

The telescope there is a 20-inch Schmidt-Cassegrain reflector. Unfortunately, according to the guy running the session (a grad student named Libby), someone broke the focusing controls a week or two ago, so it was a little disappointing.

Still, it’s the largest scope I’ve ever looked through. We checked out Saturn, Mars, Betelgeuse and Sirius. I also saw my first 2 Messier objects, M42 (the Orion Nebula) and M45 (the Pleiades). Just 108 (or 107 depending on who you ask) to go!

Even with the focusing problems, it was a fun night out. Libby was informative, teaching us some star hopping with his green laser pointer as well as explaining what we were seeing through the scope. I will go to another session in April when Jupiter is up (if not before).

Creation Frustration

Oh to be a frustrated artist. At least artists have focus.

My problem is that I want to do and try almost everything I see. Jack of all trades, master of none – that would be me.

I’ve got a rotating set of interests that alternately consume and then bore me (til they come back around again in a few months). Guitar, ukulele, mandolin, 3d graphics, Flash, game creation, stop-motion animation, film editing, origami, sculpture, blogging – the list goes on and on. I’ve done them all, a little. I’m not very good at any of them, but I can hold a conversation about them with people who are very good at them and know what they’re talking about.

The problem seems to come down to time, and priorities. I can make musical sounds come out of my ukulele, but to get to the stage where I would actually call myself a musician would require a bigger investment in time than I’m able to make. Because I’ve got all these other interests, see?

So every couple months I get to where I am now – frustrated and disappointed in how I’m “wasting my time” because I’m not doing or making or learning anything.

I don’t know what I want the end result to be. It’s not that I want fame or adulation – most of the stuff I do get around to doing is never seen by anyone. On the other hand, here I am writing a blog. Hmmm.


October 10, 2005 | Posted in: True Stories | Comments Closed