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backing-up into computers, Marta Van Leuven, finishing college
It was during the time of this dream that i felt as if i hit
the bottom of something, not in a depressive way but simply
coming up empty and more pliable, more malleable than i had
felt in a long time. It was in this bottomed-out state that
i posed the age-old question: "What makes money? Computers
make money, but i woodn't be any good at that -- they're too
complicated for me." Nonetheless i drove over to UC Berzerkeley
one morning to scope out their computer science program. i
found that it was heavily impacted with a lot of people already
waiting to get in.
On the way back to Bolinas i stopped at College of Marin in
Kentfield to see what i cood pick up. Walking around i fell
into conversation with a very vibrant woman who was a computer
instructor named Nancy Zamfirescu. She encouraged me to
sign up for a class she taught on Fortran that was soon to
begin. In comparison to the "off limits" feel of UCB, this
situation was pleasantly inviting and i decided to give it
a try. It was one of the best decisions i ever made.
From that spring semester thru December, 1985 when i
graduated from UC Santa Cruz, Nancy turned out to be one of
the most inspired and gifted teachers i ever had learning
about the world of computation and logic. She possessed that
rare gift of bebembering what it was like not to know the
course material or the discipline being taught and truly
hear the questions posed by students on the level where
the student was at and was coming from. i learned so much
in that one course on programming Fortran and it was because
of her animated, excited, clear presentations and explications
of the subject matter. Initially i was not expecting to necessarily
find the field particularly interesting, but within about
six weeks i began to feel this stuff was actually fun!
It was in a different class that semester that i met another
life-long friend in Marta Van Leuven. Legally blind, she
cood still see three degrees out of one eye and was herself
setting out to learn about computers at the same time as
i. We became very close that spring and summer. By her own
living and being Marta has taught me worlds about the tenacity
and indomitable nature of the human spirit. She was fully
sighted until her mid-teens when she suffered an almost
complete loss of sight. In the later eighties her remaining
vision dissipated entirely. Despite such unimaginable-by-me
challenges she graduated last spring in a masters program at
Dominican College in Marin with a degree in counseling
psychology as part of her goal of becoming a fully qualified
Marriage, Family and Child Counselor. She is now completing
the latter half of her 3,000 hours training, racking up the
hours needed as an intern therapist to fulfill those
prerequisites for her MFCC license.
Marta's living example of pursuing her dreams despite personal
adversity is unparalleled amongst all the friends i've met and
know. In my teens and twenties i experienced a deep
sense of hopelessness about life. Depressed, i felt as if i
was backing-up into the future with eyes fixed on the past,
unable to let go of the yearning for the sense of paradise
that was childhood. This was in large part the result of
my not being able to come to terms with the fact of my
parents divorce; from that time forward i was
determined to not accept what had happened and not
participate in the changed psychic as well as physical
landscape. Such inward obdurateness extracted a heavy toll.
But during that winter and spring with Marta i witnessed
a dimension of melancoly i'd never even imagined prior to
that point in my own journey. There was a night that
spring when we were lying in bed in the dark and she was
expressing such a sense of despair and hopelessness as
i have never known inwardly. She was sharing a very
painful part of her own journey that had as its recurring
motif the message that this affliction was not going to
get better or "go away" no matter how much she endeavored
to improve her own condition. There was a similarity here
with my own challenge of having to come to terms with one's
own experience of reality and accept the fact of what is,
but the degree and depth of her hardship seemed infinitely
more overwhelming than what i was grappling with.
i hold Marta's loving friendship in the highest esteem and
regard as one of my own richest life's blessings. She has
given me a rare understanding and appreciation of just how
much one can change the locality and even the dimensional
basis of one's own psychic landscape. Her spirit is a beacon
that always serves to re-mind me of and re-align me with my
own ineffable gifts of creatively responding to life's
teachings and an "urge to health" i have been blessed
with since birth.
By springtime i felt i had finally found something i cood
actually answer the what shall i do to make money?
riddle with and truly apply myself to. i set about tendering
applications to Cal State San Francisco and Sacramento. i'd
given up on UCB or Davis as they both had very impacted
programs. In March Steve suggested i apply to UC Santa Cruz which i
hadn't thought of. i was accepted in May and began classes
that fall. Time acceleration commenced up to December 1985
when i graduated with a BA in Computer and Information Science.
i had another long conversation with Ok on the blower after my
decision to pursue a degree in computers. He was very excited
and felt my own musical inclinations wood serve me well in the
study of logic and programming. i had found the programming
assignments in Nancy's class to be surprisingly
engaging. i came to appreciate them as puzzles, the solution
for which required an understanding of what operations
needed to be performed in order to arrive at "the answer".
Over time i came to see that virtually everything about computers
and programming is based on counting (which is also a
fundamental ingredient in Music). Whether it's done iteratively or
conditionally, the flow of logic is determined by the state of
the numerous variables which, in one form or another, possess
values that can be manipulated and compared on an ordinal
basis.
During the 28 months at UCSC i found people began to respond to
me as a person more and more in the way i wanted to be inside
my own self as well as the way i wanted to be seen by others. It
was a rich time of personal social development in that unique
social environment that is [ grade / high / university ]
"skool." Such a socially engaging venue rarely is as present or
available in any community of people one encounters after
"graduation" into the skool of working life. But there is a
"skool of life" we are all ways a part of no matter what
physical age we are counted as.
During the final year i did a senior thesis on creating a fractal
surface generator based on Loren Carpenter's triangle subdivision
algorithm. i had found computer graphics, otherwise known as "making
pretty pictures", to be the most interesting of my studies. Together
with skool mate and friend Giulia Pagallo, we had implemented a 3D
software library as part of the intro to graphics class. With Giulia's
help i had great fun employing this library to fashion images that had
the appearance of naturally occurring landscapes. The title of the
thesis paper was Using Fractal Geometry as a Stochastic Terrain
Model to Generate Fractal Landscapes. Fractal derives from the
latin word fractus meaning rough and broken-up. The
generation of the scene's irregular shapes was accomplished with
random as well as deterministic data which gave them the appearance
of natural terrain.
These daze fractals are much more commonplace than
they were eleven years ago. At that time i found the exploration of
fractal geometry to be very curious and compelling. Most people
finished the CIS program by taking a comprehensive exam. This seemed
about as boring a way as i cood imagine to finish skool and the idea
of a senior thesis as an alternative to that was something i had
wanted to pursue since arriving in September, 1983. i also knew the
beauty and distinctiveness of such a graphical thesis wood be very
helpful when it came time to find work after i graduated.
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