Designgeek
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I was reading some of the archives and came across a post from 2001, by someone who bemoaned the decline of the domestic arts in modern America. He asked (paraphrasing here), "how many people today know the proper way to keep a house, sort their laundry, iron a shirt, bake a cake, or have a dinner party?"
I recall when I was a kid, living in a middle-class neighborhood where families always sat down to dinner together, meals were always cooked fresh, houses were always clean inside, the yards always neatly kept, and people treated each other with manners. We called our parents Mom and Dad, and called the neighbor grownups Mr. this and Mrs. that. The radio was filled with love songs, and television was at least balanced and decorous.
Since that time I've seen many neighborhoods, similar on the outside, where similar houses were messy as hell inside, if not downright unsanitary; where dinner was a series of random events and packaged foods; where yards were maintained not by the families themselves but by people they hired. The kids speak of Mom and her boyfriend, and Dad and his girlfriend, as they shuttle from Mom's house to Dad's house depending on which weekend of the month it is, and they call all the grownups by their first names. The radio vomits up lyrical tributes to gangsterism, the television pours out a similar glamorization of criminal violence, and the language is as far from decorous as a turd is from a teacup.
OK, I'm "square," fine, so be it
Cooking and cleaning, washing and sewing, taking care of the kids and taking care of the social life of the community: these used to be considered "womens' work," while men were out earning the family income. Then women entered the workforce, and men, it seemed, didn't pick up their fair share at home.
Then came the increasing spiral of time-pressure due to an expanding work week and increasingly long commutes. The transition was first revealed through the phrase "quality time," in the attempt to get back what had been taken away. Finally today, the loss of time is quantified by the cellphone companies in the form of the ubiquitous, expensive, and forever dwindling "minutes" that have replaced the hours and formerly the days by which we used to measure our lives.
I think I see a pattern here, and a way forward.
The domestic arts go hand in hand with the domestic virtues: family, home, hearth, community, the wider social fabric. Taking care of each, helps take care of the other. When one declines, the other follows, and how fast the decline sets in!
So here are the key question: What are the domestic arts? What should we expect a home-maker to know, and to know how to do (regardless of gender or the composition of one's family) in the 21st century? What are the virtues expressed in these ways? And what can we do to foster a resurgence of these small but vital elements of a civilized life?
I recall when I was a kid, living in a middle-class neighborhood where families always sat down to dinner together, meals were always cooked fresh, houses were always clean inside, the yards always neatly kept, and people treated each other with manners. We called our parents Mom and Dad, and called the neighbor grownups Mr. this and Mrs. that. The radio was filled with love songs, and television was at least balanced and decorous.
Since that time I've seen many neighborhoods, similar on the outside, where similar houses were messy as hell inside, if not downright unsanitary; where dinner was a series of random events and packaged foods; where yards were maintained not by the families themselves but by people they hired. The kids speak of Mom and her boyfriend, and Dad and his girlfriend, as they shuttle from Mom's house to Dad's house depending on which weekend of the month it is, and they call all the grownups by their first names. The radio vomits up lyrical tributes to gangsterism, the television pours out a similar glamorization of criminal violence, and the language is as far from decorous as a turd is from a teacup.
OK, I'm "square," fine, so be it

Cooking and cleaning, washing and sewing, taking care of the kids and taking care of the social life of the community: these used to be considered "womens' work," while men were out earning the family income. Then women entered the workforce, and men, it seemed, didn't pick up their fair share at home.
Then came the increasing spiral of time-pressure due to an expanding work week and increasingly long commutes. The transition was first revealed through the phrase "quality time," in the attempt to get back what had been taken away. Finally today, the loss of time is quantified by the cellphone companies in the form of the ubiquitous, expensive, and forever dwindling "minutes" that have replaced the hours and formerly the days by which we used to measure our lives.
I think I see a pattern here, and a way forward.
The domestic arts go hand in hand with the domestic virtues: family, home, hearth, community, the wider social fabric. Taking care of each, helps take care of the other. When one declines, the other follows, and how fast the decline sets in!
So here are the key question: What are the domestic arts? What should we expect a home-maker to know, and to know how to do (regardless of gender or the composition of one's family) in the 21st century? What are the virtues expressed in these ways? And what can we do to foster a resurgence of these small but vital elements of a civilized life?