State of Material World

minimalism and soft beds by Mirena Rhee

As you know I'm a big proponent of a minimalist lifestyle. That comes from a solid place of studying lifestyles in Korea and Japan where lifestyles are minimalist by necessity and by design. There's very little terrain and a lot of humans so they figured out there's simple, natural way of living.

Minimalism encompasses several areas like simplicity, frugality, low carbon footprints, anti-consumerism and non-consumerism. Minimalism is visually empowered ( I am not saying Zen is minimalism or minimalism is Zen, one is a philosophy and monastic practice, the other a lifestyle) by the aesthetics and philosophy of Zen, which I studied in person in Kyoto.

When I visited Korea and Japan I slept on heated wooden floors especially in Korea. When I visited a lot of the Zen temples in Kyoto people were required to take their shoes off and we all walked on brilliant tatami laid on top of wooden floors that were licked clean in a perfectionist way. There was no dirt between the wooden planks.

tatami – A pattern of tatami mats and wooden screens at the Tenryuji temple in Arashiyama, Kyoto.

Doesn’t this amazing, peaceful environment beckon you to just lay down and sleep on the bare floor? It did beckon me and frankly I said good bye to all my Silicon Valley sitting on a computer for 14 hours back problems. I have never seen a better solution to floor covering and sleeping arrangements, as well as living arrangements.

I have a lot of art stuff and things which would be a burden to put away daily, and frankly I do not want to hide my art materials, I like to live with them in my life on a daily basis. But if I were to be asked what the most luxurious palace on earth looks like - this is it below.

Incidentally this is where I got a near Nirvana experience, on this tatami floor in Arashyama in Japan, looking out into this garden. None of the material things I have seen since look good to me except perhaps Japanese painted screens. I had a crush on Japanese gardens long before we saw each other in person, inexplicably, it was a love at first sight for me from looking at them in a book. We were long distance for about a dozen years.

What I learned on these journeys is that Japanese people sleep really well and are very comfortable on the floor in washable futons. I sleep on my floor in a washable futon. It seems like a very natural and hygienic way to sleep. I can wash my floors everyday even with a simple disinfecting wipe, and I can put the bedding in the washing machine every day if I want to.

As I was walking on 5th avenue today I noticed a luxury sleeping bed store and I took a look. I took pictures for everyone to see the kind of abomination this luxury sleeping involves.

This layered cake will never see washing during its entire lifetime. Can you imagine the bacteria and the dirt and dust that will collect over the years in these layers and springs? I mean it could be years and decades collecting dust and pollutants. Can you possibly sleep on this or on top of it, just the thought of it makes me cringe.

The less is more often quoted by design and architecture people is actually pretty valid here. Get yourself some wooden plank or whatever floor and then put a simple futon on top of it that could be easily washed, and sleep.

Soft Beds - the Luxury Bed abomination that will likely make you ill - look at this sandwich of bacteria and dust

This Reality check is a part of my State Of The Material World series of essays by Mirena Rhee

Reality check

Well, it's not that when I drink coffee in the morning I think about supernovas, or that I dislike wealth, or money, or material things per se, I used to love going into Victoria's Secret stores for example, and checking out all the fragrances - it was an experience like in a Salvador Dali world with lingerie.

I love the small pleasures but they have become a part of a really large large world.

I like physics and astronomy because they keep me grounded in a reality that's much larger than the small world we live on. I don't want to be a worm with my nose down in the dirt. I want to be a pair of eyes fixed on the Stars.

I grew up with the foundation novels of Isaac Asimov,

I recently even re-listened to all seven foundation series, although I have to say that some of the, well, gender issues were a little bit dated.

But I dream of the day when our descendants are going to cover the Stars the way we just hop between the continents today, and they're going to have or think nothing of passing by a planet or supernova.

But for this day to come, we need to utilize the resources of our civilization and, all human beings, the greatest resource of our planet. Unfortunately, a lot of kids grow up in terror and darkness, just the way I grew up - if it wasn't for a little computer lab to give me extensive and free time with computers so I could realize my potential... I would have been stuck cooking for some dumb elf somewhere, sorry but that's the reality for a lot of creatures on this Earth., If you notice many Hollywood movies immediately show a female person, a female human with an apron doing dishes near a sink usually in the kitchen.

So we have to change the reality for huge segments of humanity - first and most importantly is kids who are currently stuck and unable to contribute and grow because of their environment, and of course, freeing the brains of women to be used and work for the betterment of humanity.

Knowing of physics and astronomy grows my world to include the entire universe, and its entire lifespan, so I could measure my little life here against the entire reality of our world. When I get up in the morning I want to know that everything I do in the world is part of a very very large universe, so I don't want to worry about the little things. I want to worry about the little things very little.

I want my work not to be just objects but to answer the biggest questions as to what is it like to be a human being, what is a beautiful thing that a human being can do in their day, and breaking down as many walls and barriers without actually demolishing anything.

So we live in a world with a Moon and many stars, and a can of paint is just a single wavelength of light entering our brains. Why do we like color?

I don't know but I'd like to give it to you freely.