Living with Your Eyes Open
A couple of years ago, I was struck by how much there was to learn. I tweeted this:
The more I learn, the more I'm convinced that there's nothing that can't be learned.— Jamis Buck (@jamis) June 10, 2014
I’m still convinced of the truth of that statement, but as I’ve reflected on it, and reflected on my own “learning history”, I’m realizing that the things I’ve learned have often come out of left field, entirely unexpecteldy.
If you live your life focused entirely on one thing, one passion, you’re going to miss out on some amazing opportunities to learn things you would never have anticipated.
Let me give some examples.
When I was a senior in high school (class of ‘92 REPRESENT) we had a foreign exchange student from Italy by the name of Stefano Mazzocchi. He and I shared an interest in computers, and programming, and because the “computer science” class at our school was really more about word processing than writing software, the teacher kind of let Stefano and I build our own curriculum.
I distinctly remember one day in class, looking over Stefano’s shoulder as he demonstrated a program he’d written. I watched in fascination as a maze emerged on the screen–randomly generated! He explained how it worked, using a technique that I would later learn was a variation on the Hunt-and-Kill algorithm.
It was exciting, and fun, and I was kind of blown away by how simply it all worked.
Did I do anything with it? Not right away. Not for years. I wrote a random dungeon generator for D&D 3e, where I dusted off the algorithm Stefano had showed me, and I used that algorithm periodically over the years to experiment with new programming languages, but it wasn’t until the end of 2014, when I started work on Mazes for Programmers, that it all really started to gel for me.
That chance demonstration in high school was suddenly the catalyst for something significant. I never would have imagined that I would someday write a book about maze algorithms, but there you have it. I did.
In 2007 I started wondering what I would do if civilization were to collapse. (Right? Surely I’m not the only one who asks myself these kinds of questions. I mean, my entire skill set at the time revolved around manipulating electrons. I thought it would be wise to have a backup plan.) I don’t quite remember how it happened, but I settled on shoemaking as something that would be practical and useful in just about any situation, so I ordered a book on bespoke shoemaking and started researching.
Now, nothing really ever came of the whole shoemaking thing. (Yet. Who can say what next year holds?) But as I was reading about shoemaking, there was a chapter talking about lasts, these wooden models of feet that shoemakers build shoes around. And the chapter talked about a last-maker who harvested and cured his own timber and shaped the lasts and sold them to shoemakers.
I pulled out my old pocket-knife, found a piece of wood, and started whittling. Not to make a last, but to see what I could make. I started reading about wood-carving, and discovered lovespoons. Before I knew it I was buying wood-carving tools–knives and chisels, and a leather strop, and whetstones, and vises. I bought a bandsaw for roughing out shapes. I finished my first lovespoon the day after my youngest son was born.
I carved other things. More lovespoons, chain links, captured balls. I even experimented with intarsia, and chip carving, and relief carving. I really liked working with wood, a fact that I would never have expected of myself.
And all because I started researching shoemaking!
Around that same time, my wife brought home a new book for our kids. It was one of those Klutz books, about Cat’s Cradle. I flipped through it and smiled, remembering suddenly that, as a kid, I’d learned a few of those games.
I watched as my wife showed my kids how to do Jacob’s Ladder, and I wondered–idly–if there was any more information about these games online.
An entire world opened up. There was even an International String Figure Association, founded to “gather, preserve, and distribute string figure knowledge”. I learned that string figures were ancient, and practiced by nearly every culture on just about every continent.
Who knew? This was fascinating stuff! I joined the ISFA, purchased as many books and periodicals about string figures as I could find, and started carrying a loop of string with me everywhere. (I’ve got a loop in my pocket right now, in fact.)
I even gave a presentation at the 2009 Ruby Hoedown in Nashville, in which I compared string figures to the craft of software development. (I wrote a series of essays based on that presentation, called There is no magic, there is only awesome.)
All because my wife happened to buy a simple children’s book about string games. I never would have predicted what might have come of that.
Another story, related to knots and loops. I was at a Basecamp meetup in Chicago in 2011, when Sam Stephenson called me over to where he was sitting. He had a couple of bow ties on the table in front of him, and explained that he’d picked them up at a flea market and wanted to learn how to tie them. He said he thought it might be something I’d be interested in, too, and invited me to join him.
I would never have guessed it, but he was absolutely right. We had a blast trying to figure out how to tie them, and when I returned home after the meetup I was determined to find some bow ties and wear the heck out of them.
Only, bow ties were surprisingly expensive. I looked at them and thought, how hard can it be to make them?
More research. My wife has a sewing machine, but I’d never used it. I’d never sewn anything, except for that bean ball back in a middle school arts-and-crafts class. But I was motivated to learn.
I wound up reverse engineering a bow tie pattern, locating some spare fabric, and getting to work.
Bow tie, almost done. Crooked, uneven, but all mine :) I look forward to trying again. pic.twitter.com/vxqW31pS— Jamis Buck (@jamis) October 25, 2011
I made another one. And then another. I got better at it. I wound up making quite a few. Today, I know how to use a sewing machine, and bow-ties have almost completely supplanted neckties for me.
All because Sam thought that tying bow-ties would be something I might like. And he was right!
One more story, around that same time. I was sitting in a dentist’s office, waiting for my name to be called so I could go get my teeth cleaned, and have the inevitable cavity filled. Naturally, to kill time, I picked up one of the magazines and started flipping through it.
It was a food magazine. I think it was “bon appétit”. All I remember for sure was that there was a tiny article buried in the middle of it, about making marshmallows.
I was intrigued. I had no idea they could be made. At home, I mean. I figured it took all kinds of industrial strength machinery to churn those little confections out.
When I got back from the dentist, I hopped online and found a marshmallow recipe. I tried it out, but accidentally put too much mint flavoring in. The result was something like toothpaste-flavored candy, but I was in obsession-mode now. I was determined to figure this out. I think I made at least one batch of marshmallows each day for several weeks, experimenting, taking notes, and enjoying the batches that turned out.
Chocolate-coconut marshmallows... pic.twitter.com/IBiPgEjC— Jamis Buck (@jamis) October 14, 2011
Delicious! And after I came up for air and looked at what I’d accomplished in a few weeks in the kitchen, I realized that I actually really enjoyed cooking! I started branching out, experimenting with other foods. I’m no sous chef, but I’m far more confident in the kitchen now than I’ve ever been before.
All because I took a moment to be curious about an article in a food magazine.
There are amazing things to learn wherever we are, and everything we learn expands our ability to think about and notice more things. It’s an educational domino effect!
Give yourself permission to be curious about things. It’s improved the quality of my life immensely.