Were he still alive, my father would have turned 91 last month. I’ve spent a fair bit of time lately thinking about him and his influence on me, especially from my childhood. Allow me to explain what must seem like a paradox in the title.
One of my favorite activities, especially in winter, is knitting. In addition to getting a usable item out of it, knitting provides lots of time for thinking… and I do enjoy observing what comes up from the depths.
I’ve finally gotten a handle on the frustration that’s been building within me regarding psychology as an academic field.
One of my children observed in a conversation that their childhood was “deprived.” I think they were a little surprised when I agreed… and even more so when I explained why.
Dr. James Gibson’s revolutionary ecological theory of perceiving and acting has been around for over 40 years. A key element in his theory is the concept of affordances. Yet even after all the time and years that psychologists have written about affordances, the concept still doesn’t seem well understood. Why?