Inspiration! Roundup: Gryffindor-style awards for scientists, artist superpowers, jarred worlds, and hope

Inspiration! Roundup: Elizabeth Loftus receives the John Maddox Prize for bravery in science, artists against Trump, double-exposure photography, and vaclav havel on hope
This week's "I want to go to there":
Making something with my hands.

If Scientists Were Gryffindors

Elizabeth Loftus has long been one of my favourite researchers. She has studied the incredible frailty of our memories and the unreliability of eyewitness testimony, and as a result, she has received bullying and death threats. Now she is the recipient of the John Maddox Prize, an award for bravery in standing up for science. Go Liz, go!

Being an Artist in a Trumped-Up World

21 artists were asked what it means to be an artist now that Trump is president-elect. The resulting statements are beautiful, meaningful, challenging, and empowering to artists and non-artists alike.
"Everyone has different superpowers. For those whose superpower is helping people through their art, it’s important that they now put that superpower to use."
-Emma Sulkowicz
Jarred Worlds

Check out this stunning artwork by Christoffer Relander, Jarred and Displaced. In it, he collects landscapes from his childhood home of Finland into jars, through double-exposure photography.


On Hope
Hope is a state of mind, not a state of the world
Either we have hope within us or we don’t.
Hope is not a prognostication—it’s an orientation of the spirit.
You can’t delegate that to anyone else.

Hope in this deep and powerful sense is not the same as joy
when things are going well,
or the willingness to invest in enterprises
that are obviously headed for early success,
but rather an ability to work for something to succeed.

Hope is definitely NOT the same as optimism.
It’s not the conviction that something will turn out well,
but the certainty that something makes sense,
regardless of how it turns out.

It is hope, above all, that gives us strength to live
and to continually try new things,
even in conditions that seem as hopeless as ours do, here and now.
In the face of this absurdity, life is too precious a thing
to permit its devaluation by living pointlessly, emptily,
without meaning, without love, and, finally, without hope.

– Vaclav Havel


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