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Saturday, May 29, 2010

Thoughts On Tools

A friend of my dad's was eating dinner with us, a couple of nights ago, when he said something rather interesting: "Golf is a great game. It's cheap, it has strategy, and you win all kinds of cash prizes when you're playing it."

"It's cheap?!" I asked, surprised.

"Oh yes. You just buy one club, and it lasts for ten years. The expensive thing is really the club membership."

"But isn't there like - all kinds of clubs?" I asked. "Like one for sand, and one for water, and -"

"Oh no," He said, waving his hand in my general direction. "No no no no. Those are used by the lousy golf players. The good ones can play golf with any club."

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Are tools important for doing good work? Or, phrased differently: if tools are important - then to what extent are they so?

The first thing we must be clear on, however, is that not all fields have the same attitudes towards their tools. Some fields are filled with practitioners obsessed with them. Others are not. An obvious example of this is to compare writing with photography: you don't become a good writer by having a better pen, and so you don't find people obsessing over different pen brands. Whereas with photography you get all kinds of adolescent squabbling over which camera is the better one.

This makes sense, of course: the more your work hinges on the kind of tools you use, the more likely you are to think about them. And what is true with art is also true with sports. This explains golf, which is filled with talk of the latest advancements in club technology; and — at the other end of the spectrum — basketball, where nobody really cares about the kind of shoes you use on court.

So are tools really that important? A simple way of finding out is to look at each field's top practitioners, to see what they have to say about their tools.

The funny thing, however, is that when you do that (and so long as it's a field with a proven obsession with tools) you'll begin to see a pattern that repeats itself. People at the apex use good tools, but they never seem to talk about them. They don't even appear to think about them.

Take photography, for instance. Henri Cartier Bresson, the father of modern photography, is annoyingly coy in his interviews about his practice of the form. He makes no mention of his camera, although he uses an excellent Leica rangefinder. And in fact, if you look carefully at photos of Bresson in action, you'll begin to think that he treats his camera like he would a boot. (Bresson plasters the camera with lots of ugly duct tape).

There's also this fairly famous story told of photographer Ernst Haas, in a 1985 workshop:
Two laddies from Nova Scotia had made a huge effort to be there and were great Leica fans, worked in a camera store, saved to have them and held Ernst on high for being a Leica user (although he used Nikons on his Marlboro shoots, when the chips were down).

About four days into the workshop, he finally maxxed out on the Leica adoration these kids displayed, and in the midst of a discussion, when one of them asked one more question aimed at establishing the superiority of Wetzlar, Ernst said, "Leica, schmeica. The camera doesn't make a bit of difference. All of them can record what you are seeing. But, you have to SEE."

Nobody talked about Leica, Nikon, Canon or any other brand of camera equipment for the rest of the workshop.

He also said, "Best wide-angle lens? 'Two steps backward' and 'look for the ah-ha'."

In sports this is made all the more obvious by corporate sponsorship. Federer wears Adidas on court, as he bends for the serve you see the tiny trident logo on his breast pocket; Tiger Woods appears in Nike advertisements and models for golf clubs and fancy watches. But they never seem to talk about them. At least not voluntarily.

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I have a friend who wants to buy two camera bodies because 'the pros do it like that'. But this is ridiculous, of course. It's a bit like saying that you need to grow scales on your belly in order to become a better swimmer, because the best swimmers in the world - the fish - have scaly bellies.

If the best people in their respective fields don't obsess over their tools, then it's worth asking if the reverse is true: that if you do obsess over your tools, does that make you a lousier photographer/golfer/practitioner? Does the principle work both ways?

I'm beginning to think that it does. As of press time, the evidence I've found thus far seems to suggest that a fixation on tools can be dangerous for your sport/art. I once read an online essay arguing that the more fixated the photographer is on his gear, the lousier his photography. I found the notion ridiculous at the time - (how can a $10,000 camera not affect the quality of the pictures you take? I thought) ... but that was some time ago; I'm now beginning to see some truth in it.

Hugh Macleod's got a brilliant theory on why this happens: ".. as the artist gets more into his thing," Macleod says, "and as he gets more successful, his number of tools tends to go down. He knows what works for him. Expending mental energy on stuff wastes time. (...) The last thing he wants is to spend 3 weeks learning how to use a router drill if he doesn’t need to."

There's another reason I suspect this is true. When you buy a new, supposedly better tool, you're giving yourself a psychological crutch. Pictures don't turn out right? Oh but it's not your fault. It's the camera's. That's what you get for buying a lousy camera body. The same goes for golf clubs, and tennis racquets, and surf boards.

This assumption is dangerous because it sounds so convincing: surely the camera has as much responsibility for a bad picture as you do? But this just isn't true. If your photographs suck, 9 times out of 10 it's your fault, and not your camera's. Either your composition was off or you used the wrong settings or you didn't compensate for some of your camera's larger idiosyncrasies. Consider the fact that some of photography's most powerful images were made on film, with a shabby little device that probably had half the features you'll find in a cheap compact today.

Shiny new tools tend to be more a distraction than an aid. The cooler the tool, the more likely you are to waste your time obsessing over the purchase, or the awesome capabilities thereof, as opposed to actually getting better at whatever it is you're supposed to be doing with it.

My experience seems to bear this out. I recently switched from a DSLR to an old, dinky film camera. And my pictures have improved after the switch, despite lousy film and the lack of any onboard electronics. This doesn't mean, of course, that film cameras are better for learning photography (although a few people I know are sure to argue that this is so) - it simply means that my skills as a photographer have little or no correlation to the camera I carry. All that matters is that I know how to use that camera well.

One exception to this rule-of-thumb, however, is the field of programming. In programming, the better hackers tend to drift towards particular programming languages. And they tend to be very vocal in their support of whatever language that is. But this field is an exception, not a norm. Programming languages are expressed methods of thinking about problems, and using a better language forces you to look at things differently. So programming is one field where using a shiny new tool does make you better than you currently are.

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There is one last bit that doesn't seem to make much sense: if the very best professionals don't seem to care much for their tools, why do they continue using the very best of their field, the same ones the amateur gear-freaks lust after? Bresson and Haas used Leicas, after all, and Federer still plays with a high-end Wilson racquet (sponsored - but costly nevertheless).

I suspect the secret to this is that while they do use the best equipment, they don't attribute anything to it. In simple terms: their attitudes towards their tools are a more telling sign of their ability than their usage of certain tools over others. If professionals don't seem to care much for their gear, it simply means that they treat it as they would any other tool: something you use to get things done.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Yoghurt

So we're at dinner, and my mum has tapau-ed food, and my sister and I are back from a run. My mum's dinner is mango with yoghurt.

"Why is organic food so expensive wan?" my sister asks. She opens the fridge and takes a tub of yoghurt, and my mum passes her a smallish container of dried blackberries.

"Good food is always expensive." mum says, and she points to the blackberries: "This is RM9.90 ... which is just crazy right?"

There's a pause. I eat my rice. Then my mum begins telling us about this awesome greek yoghurt they found in KL, and how rich and creamy and hard to find it was, and how her friend who normally hates yoghurt took a taste and loved it and how we can't find it in Kuching (tell me the name, I say, and I can buy it in Singapore; but nooo, fates be damned, she's forgotten!) and how she wish us kids could try it but instead they missed the chance to buy one tub on their way to the airport.

"I tell you, if I were living in a Western country, I'd eat yoghurt and fruit everyday." A pause. "The fruit there would be so cheap! This - " (and here she taps the container of blackberries) "- would be so cheap!"

"Oh really?" I stop eating for a bit. "If we were in a Western country, we'd be longing for bananas and papayas! And then we'll complain how come the fruit over there so terrible wan -"

"You mean there are bananas over there ka?" My sister, she has taken a pack of dried apricots and is now mixing one in with her yoghurt.

"Yah, they freeze them and ship them over, with carbon dioxide to ripen them ... or something," I say, "Akong has this friend - a priest, I think, by the name of Father Melling - who always complains that the papayas in England suck; they taste terrible over there. So we've actually got a lot to be thankful for."

And now my mum pauses for a bit. "Yahor. Come to think of it, there are more choices over here. Because we're tropical. And I think I prefer tropical fruits -"

"Exactly!" I say, "So we don't need dried blackberries and apricots right! So expensive. Might as well get some bananas and dry them -"

"Why need to dry?" My sister asks - she has tried the apricot and doesn't like it, "can't we just cut the normal bananas?"

"Because if it's dried you only buy once and then you can keep it for a long time?"

"No la," sister cuts in, "Too much of a hassle. Just buy when you need the bananas."

"And then you put it with yoghurt and blend it -" my mum says,

"But why is he called Father Melling? What a funny name!"

"... and you add honey to your bananas and yoghurt and ... yum!"

I grin. "See? So we don't actually have to buy all these expensive dried fruits! Just local fruits would do. I think it's just because we want what we cannot have -"

"Yes," my mother says, and she gets up from the table. "Now finish your dinner and then help me wash the plates."

And that was dinner conversation for today.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Stuff During the Holidays

I'm on my end-of-academic-year break at the moment. It's three months long, and I'm planning to use it to learn a couple of new things. I've been back in Kuching for 3 weeks: my days have been filled with programming for my startup, and teaching debate, and running. Quiet, productive days.

What I haven't been doing lately, however, is writing. It's been a good 4 weeks since I last wrote anything of length, and I feel my writing muscles already fraying and rotting in my head. (Not that - you know - there are muscles in my head ... but yeah you do get what I'm talking about now, don't you?)

I've got a couple of things I want to talk about, and they're all in higgly-piggly rows in my head. Some of these topics interest me a lot, because I've been thinking about them for some time now, and while I'm not sure if the ideas are right, I suspect that the only way to find out is to hash them out, on paper. What I do know is that I need to get writing now, before the new semester begins. It's the only free time that I really have.

Things I'd like to do, before the holidays are over:

  • Learn recursion (i.e.: work through The Little Schemer)
  • Learn proper algorithm analysis
  • Revise relations and set theory (I'll probably need this for database work, and soon)
  • Learn Vim (mostly done)
  • Learn Python and Django (covered basic syntax for Python, still at the learning curve for Django)
  • Revise graphs and trees

Loosely coupled to that is a light reading-list that I'm nearly finished with, and probably a writing schedule that I'll need to adhere to.

This feels weird - writing again. I'll need to get used to it as soon as I can.

[Update]: Somebody commented on how foreign and odd-sounding my todo list reads, and so - an explanation:

Vim is a code editor packaged with most linux/unix systems, and programmers swear by it because it allows you to do code editing on a cramped keyboard, without using a mouse. (I've already used it while lying on a couch in my grandparent's place - it works, by gum, it works!

Python is a programming language. You know Google? Well, they run on Python. (I also like how it sounds like a snake. And that allows me to make up all sorts of pun-jokes, e.g.: Python is very pretty. As a programming language! Not, you know, as a snake. Though it is a pretty snake ...)

Django is a framework for building web applications (like blogs, or Twitter, or Facebook) and I'm currently using it to build some writing software. More on that in a bit.

And ... well, the rest (recursion, graph, trees, set theory) are math stuff - and I'm not going to talk about them now because I've yet to learn anything apart from recursion (and I don't think they make for polite dinner conversation). Don't you just love polite geeks?