May
30

The Pathway to Knowledge

My History of Mathematics course included a passage from a book by Robert Recorde, a Welsh Mathematician who was active in the mid 1500′s, most notable for introducing the = symbol. The book in particular was The Pathway to Knowledge, with the passage entitled The Commodities of Geometry. I’ve done what I can to translate it from Old English to English where necessary, but I think it’s really quite nice.

Since merchants by ships, their riches do win,
I may with good right at their seat begin,
the ships on the sea with sail and with ore,
were first found, and still, with geometrical law.

Their compass, their cargo, their pulleys, their anchors,
were found by the skill of witty geometers.
To set forth the capstan and each other part,
would make a great show of geometry’s art.

Carpenters, carvers, joiners and masons,
painters and limners with such occupations,
embroiderers, goldsmiths, if they be cunning,
must give to geometry thanks for their learning.

The cart and the plow, those who do make,
is by good Geometry, and so in the wake
of tailors and shoemakers, in all shapes and fashion,
their work is not praised, if it lacks proportion.

So weavers, by geometry, have their foundation,
their loom is a frame of strange imagination.
The wheel that does spin, the stone that does grind,
the mill that is driven by water or wind,
all works of geometry, strange in their trade,
few could devise if they were unmade,
and all that is wrought by weight or by measure,
without proof of geometry could never be sure.

Clocks that were made, the time to decide,
the wittiest invention that ever was spied,
now they are common, they are disregarded,
the arts man condemned, the work unrewarded.

But if they were scarce, and one for a show,
made by geometry, then men should know,
that never was art so wonderfully witty,
so needful to man, as is good geometry.

The first finding out of every good art,
seemed then to men so godly a part,
that no recompense might satisfy the finder,
but to make him a god and honour him forever.

So Ceres and Pallas, and Mercury also,
Aeolus and Neptune, and many other more,
were honoured as gods because they did teach,
first tilling and weaving and eloquent speech,

Or winds to observe, the seas to sail over,
they were called gods for their good endeavour.
Then were men more thankful in that golden age,
this iron world now ungrateful in rage,

Will yield the reward for trouble and pain,
with slanderous reproach and spiteful disdain.
yet though other men unthankful will be,
observers have cause to make much of me,

And so have all Lords, that lands do possess:
but tenanted I fear will like me the less.
yet I do not wrong but measure all truly,
and yield the full right of every man justly,

Proportions and geometry has no man oppressed,
if any be wronged, I wish it redressed.

In explanation of some of the terms used:
A capstan is a type of winch on a ship
A limner was a specialist painter.
Ceres, Pallas, Mercury, Aeolus & Neptune are all Greek gods.
Tilling is an agricultural process.
I’m unclear on the context of those tenanted liking him less. The original line reads But Tennaunted I feare will like me the lesse.

Go Maths!

May
22

‘Ey, Gwingo!

It’s been so long since I posted here, even my spam commenters had seemingly given up on it, returning back to Yahoo! news articles and twitter bothering. To get some more posts going, I need to get out with my camera again soon, I’ve even bought some lovely new little bits and bobs I can add to it to help try out a few new styles – fisheye curves and close range macro shots here I come!

I might have to invest in cleaning my lens first though – while fixing the colours and contrast of a photo gives me some wonderfully bright and unique photographs of even just a seagull, it does highlight the dirt something terribly. I’ve done a little cleaning myself, but I’ll have to wait until I next take it out to see if I’ve managed to get rid of some of these bits of dust!
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Anyway, the main aim of this post is to bring your attention to a 12 hour football match I’m playing in on the 9th June. Organised by the community at Football Manager, it is designed to raise funds for the British Heart Foundation for the good work they did in helping Fabrice Muamba, and also in raising awareness of similar problems that other footballers may have, encouraging (and even providing) tests so as to help avoid such an incident in future. They also do great work up and down the country to help people stay healthy. You can read more about their work at their website, www.bhf.org.uk. Anyway, the point is that on the 9th June, myself and two of my housemates will be travelling across to Warrington for a 9am kick off to start the 12 hour marathon of football. Rolling substitutes will occur throughout the day, but the current attendance numbers would suggest that everyone is going to get some serious playing time.

I’ll try to keep everyone updated throughout the day, but if I’m not, just assume that I’m running around absolutely loads. I’ve already got one plan in reserve – play it simple until everyone is tired, then hit them with my skills like some kind of Messi/Crouch hybrid on a caffeine high, net an unstoppable hat-trick, then retire back to some kind of holding role. Maybe keeper? You can sponsor me (and anyone else taking part in the event) on our justgiving page, here.

Anyway, until then, I’m firmly entrenched in revision season, with 6 exams over the next 3 weeks. The upshot of this is that although my Maths will be razor sharp, any more useful abilities (like conversations, cooking, cleaning or anything that involves being awake) will be pretty much put on hold.

Cheers!
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Mar
01

Mr. Inconsistent

Well, Triple J has done well this morning. Their live tracks are something to behold, especially since so many of them are real ‘tingly’ tracks. They’ve made my mornings work fly by, finding out where various Babylonian tablets are living, and how to represent 9/10 as an Egyptian fraction. History of Mathematics – top course.

The one this morning that was a real feel good track was Peaches & Cream by the John Butler Trio. It was one of the CD’s that I listened to when I drove around New Zealand, and its beautiful tracks remind me of the incredible scenery and unforgettable people from that year. Funny how music can do that to you.

I went bowling last weekend, and maintained my title of Mr. Inconsistent – the middle series averaged a full 60 pins lower than the morning one, while the Carlsberg-fuelled afternoon series was back up by 50 pins. Not that I take it too seriously, I still prefer my bowling to be a fun activity rather than a competitive sport. Everyone who has let it dominate them looks incredibly annoyed every week – they’re not even happy with strikes! I got some decent photos as well, which I was quite pleased with, so it was in all, a fun way to spend a Saturday.

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Check out mah’ photography skillz.

I’ve started getting back into my reading this week, finally returning to George Martin’s epic A Game of Thrones (though it seems imminent that yet another favourite character is about to be needlessly killed off), and I’ve just bought a 150 year old book which combines Victorian social satire with sound Mathematical ideas of multi-dimensional possibilities. How could I resist? I should point out that the book itself is only a couple of years old – I’ve not starting buying antiques! It was also the inspiration to probably my favourite Mathematical video, The Dot & The Line: A Romance in Lower Mathematics. Check it out at the end.

Sheffield is really rather sunny today, which is lovely to see. I’ll have to sort out some football shoes after leaving my last pair in Canberra, though in a cruel twist, my feet are too big for most companies to bother with. I’m heading for the gamble of online shoe shopping I think.

And, as promised,

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