Author: Jana

  • Teaching with Timelines

    Teaching with Timelines

    Back when I was teaching in front of a traditional classroom, in those days when we used chalk to outline the main points of our lecture, I’d often have my students draw timelines on big rolls of butcher paper that I would then hang on a wall of the classroom for reference.  The power of the visual timeline gave students a sense of perspective as we discussed historical happenings.

    In that vein, I’ve played around with the SIMILE timeline tools for awhile now, one of my earlier efforts being the crowdsourced Mormon Women’s Timeline project for The Exponent blog and my most recent effort using a WordPress plugin for creating a timeline for my Environmental History class.  While the WordPress plugin is easier than creating a timeline from a Google spreadsheet, as I did with the Mormon Women’s timeline, I’m finding that the loading of the timeline widget has slowed down my class website considerably, and when I’ve tried to customize the category colors for the widget, it breaks the timeline and I have to uninstall it completely and then re-install it to make the timeline functional again.  Also, my students who bring mobile devices to class instead of laptops, can’t scroll the timeline so they’re feeling frustrated with my attempt to use it as a teaching tool.

    So now I’m feeling somewhat tempted to bring back the butcher paper and crayola markers and have my students create something wall-sized and analog instead of digital.  Because, although they enjoyed the ‘wow’ moment when their blogposts first started populating the digital timeline, their frustrations with it seem to have eclipsed their initial enthusiasm.  And I’m not sure that they’re actually getting much from it, visually, because of the technical limitations of the WordPress plugin.

    It brings to mind some of my recent feelings that it’s important to mix a wide variety of pedagogical approaches in my classroom.  Some students will learn better when they are hand-lettering a poster rather than typing up a blogpost assignment.  When we had our class at the train station a few weeks ago I bought a small chalkboard along for a lesson about maps.  I found it utterly painful to be drawing anything on that board–trying to hold it with my left hand and balance it on one knee while writing on it with my right hand.  It was cumbersome and slow.  But the feedback from my students was overwhelmingly positive, and I’ve noticed that they seem to have remembered that lesson better than others that I taught with the benefit of an overhead projector, a laptop, and an internet connection.

    It reminds me of the THATCampSoCal conference that I organized at Chapman a few years ago where the favorite hangout during the event was the “Craft Cabin” where attendees could do hands-on project with historical flickr images.   Time flew by as we decoupaged and stamped and painted and glued stuff together.  What I produced there wasn’t so important as the place to play and create and to admire others’ artistic work.  After spending so much time at the keyboard it felt satisfying to pick up a pair of scissors and a paintbrush, instead.

  • Twitter Weekly Digest for @janaremy, 2012-09-28

    Twitter Weekly Digest for @janaremy, 2012-09-28

  • wherein I blog about my dinner last night (which is of course even more exiciting than when I post pictures of my cat)

    wherein I blog about my dinner last night (which is of course even more exiciting than when I post pictures of my cat)

    I’m a creature of habit when I’m at the sushi bar.  All I need is some fresh yellowtail and a bit of fatty tuna and I’m a happy camper.  Usually I’ll have me a salmon handroll and some seared scallops for variety, but I don’t veer too far from the predictable.  However, last night our sushi chef was tempting me to move outside of my comfort zone a bit more than usual (nice, to have a sushi chef who’s getting acquainted with me and is helping me to learn to try new things).  In the past I felt really edgy just by going for the red snapper that he assured me I would love.  So when he suggested ankimo (monkfish liver) and uni (sea urchin ovary) last night I was pretty sure that was not going to leave me with a smile on my face.  Eating the innards of various fishes hardly sounded anywhere near as appetizing as the fleshy-parts.  And I’ll confess that the ankimo wasn’t an instant hit, although if I’d expected something more like paté than sushi I think that would have landed better with my palate.  But the sea urchin….oh my.  The chef explained to me that he had a few pieces left of the highest-quality uni from the fish market, and the taste was “on the bar” to see if I would like it.  He watched my face as I put in my mouth and chewed it, apologizing the whole time because he was worried it would be too ‘ocean-tasting’ or that it would be a texture that I wouldn’t tolerate.  But that was…probably the best mouthful of sushi that I’ve ever tried: buttery-rich and smooth, with just a hint of the sea.

     

  • a decade ago

    a decade ago

    Ten years ago I’d just started on the path back to school, enrolling in three undergraduate classes at UCI with the intention of eventually applying to graduate school.  Here’s my blogpost about that on my old old blog at enivri.com (courtesy of the wayback machine)…

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  • most poignant of all

    This is why I’m headed to the High Country this weekend.  It’s about time…

    (From “The High Country” by Bernard DeVoto):

    I wish that everyone could know the high country….[where] summer is, like all brief seasons, passionate and intense.  The crest has passed by the middle of August, and then there comes a period which I find the most poignant of all.  A new brightness comes into the air and the colors.  The underbrush is splashed with scarlet, poplar and cottonwood leaves are gold, and the aspens have reached a high, shining silver.  Mist hangs blue and lavender gauzes across the canyons and the distances almost till noon; twilights are early and long.  There is a hush, an expectancy in the air–a portent of winter, a premonition of death, but the world is resolved to reach its fulness first.  There is an illusion that no one is here but you, and you respond to it with a delight so deep, so moving, so complete that it is wrapped round with sadness.  Above all others, this is the time to visit the high country.

     

  • short shameful confession #24

    One of the biggest productivity-boosters of my current life was getting a dishwasher in August.  I’ve just gained 2-3 hours every week that were spent in hand-washing the dishes.  And whole I don’t mind hand-washing (in fact, I rather enjoy it), I’m enjoying the extra time in my week even more.

    Perhaps there’s nothing “shameful” about admitting that I appreciate having middle-class appliances, but it does feel a bit of an indulgence to me, still, every time I close the dishwasher and hear the whoosh-whoosh sound of its labor-saving technology.

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  • Teachable

    Teachable

    Why, yes, I did hold one of my classes at the Orange train station.  Trains + teaching + awesome students = WIN!  :)

    It also helped that we were discussing the impact of the trans-continental railroad on the environment of the American West as the trains were whooshing past us on the tracks.

  • What I got out of THATCampSoCal 2012

    What I got out of THATCampSoCal 2012

    I’ve attended more THATCamps than I can keep track of now.  THATCamp Prime and THATCampBayArea and THATCampSoCal are standard annual events for me, with a few others working out in conjunction with other conferences that I attend along the way.  I’m used to the drill of TC and as a result I’ve even begun to wonder whether the familiarity of the unconference experience meant a loss of use-value for me.  You see, I easily become weary of the conversations about the abysmal academic market or the lack of funding for graduate student projects or the lack of women in tech-fields.  Not to say that these aren’t important conversations, I just don’t enjoy the repetition very much–I want to start the revolution, not just talk about what needs changing.

    And while there was some repetition of some of those typical conversations at this THATCamp, I found it to to still be quite useful for me, and this is why:

    • in the session about local DH collaboration, most of us who attended had been at the very first THATCampSoCal three years ago and had been involved in various local initiatives since then, including the now mostly-defunct DHSoCal website.  We committed to updating the DHSoCal presence that we created so many years ago by migrating our activities to newer platforms like Google Hangouts and Twitter.  This session had a very proactive feel to it and revved my enthusiasm for cross-campus collaborations.
    • those of us who met to discuss the role of Academic Technology at our campuses share many of the same problems with encouraging technology use.  The wide variety of suggestions for doing more (and doing better) made me feel good about what I have tried, as well as hopeful about future possibilities.  The take-away message for me personally was the reminder that I need to listen to the various constituents on campus more, and consider their needs before I push the latest shiny-new tech-tools.  Though this might not be true at every institution, at mine I believe that helping faculty to use a few tools very successfully is better than offering them with so many possibilities that they feel frustrated.
    • And finally, what will probably be the very-most-important thing that emerged from my experience at THATCamp was the faculty-friend who sat me down and asked about the state of my career and then nudged me to do more publishing (knowing that I desperately need this for my cv).  Actually, she didn’t just nudge me, she sent me her recent book proposal as a model and helped me to frame some rough ideas for how I could draft my own and then encouraged me to do so.

    All of these bullet points have one thing in common, and that’s the value of attending a conference where others are invested in the DH community and are excited about sharing with they know with others.  There’s a generosity at THATCamp conferences that is above and beyond what I’ve experienced at other academic venues.  Attending this event today reminded me just how much I need the mentoring and examples of other scholars in this field, and also affirmed my hope that I can offer the same to others, too.

     

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  • short shameful confession #23

    I got so absorbed by my to-do list this afternoon that about two hours after I got coffee, I spied it on the corner of my desk and remembered that I’d forgotten to drink it.  And then I drank it.

    Some days/weeks/months are just like that, aren’t they?

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