Sometimes, it's a good thing to be too busy to have much free time. Sometimes, when you're working on far too many projects, it can be good-- because it forces you to focus; forces you not only to find a way to finish things and to be creative about it, but also to have sudden… Continue reading b u s y .
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change
Autumn can be a time of restlessness, too. Things change, transform. Some things die. The threat of dormancy looms. The urge for hibernation, for hiding, can come on strong and unexpected. It is a time for vigilance! One must be ready for anything-- strong and easy-breezy; carefree and confident. It is never a good time… Continue reading change
Cartography of Time.
time, quantified. This afternoon I have been largely absorbed in the interpretation of three weeks' worth of collected data into a visual key. It represents [my] time, (which can be a slippery thing when one works as a freelancer), and how it is spent. The goal of this exercise was to find where the largest… Continue reading Cartography of Time.
shiny streets under lamplight
Had a mind to take some long-exposure photographs of rain-glittering streets earlier this evening, but a recommendation to visit friendly faces at the wine bar distracted and stole time. Pleasantly. There is a Chinese proverb: "May you live in interesting times." A blessing and a curse, quite possibly perpetrated in some way upon every generation… Continue reading shiny streets under lamplight
60º in November
Here's an inspiring read from Mr. Bresny: "Bigger, Better, More Interesting Problems" There are more excerpts from his Pronoia book as well. A real smarty-pants, that one. And such a freak! In other news: Sad: Our lovely black Koi, Coffee, has merged with the Infinite. A shocking return to Brooklyn after a holiday weekend upstate;… Continue reading 60º in November
same damn day.
Sometimes it feels as if things are beginning to curl in upon themselves, the way newsprint pages do, and it becomes difficult to tell where one line ends and another begins; whether things are overlapping or simply mirroring one another-- inarticulate. Or maybe it's time that seems to curl in upon itself; things grow confusing.… Continue reading same damn day.
drip drip
i think it's valla again Walking about in the rain in sunglasses and without umbrella is an example of behavior found perplexing by many. However, one can have the park nearly to oneself on such a day. I've had to put a pot on the floor under the hole where the rain has been coming… Continue reading drip drip
lost my dreams upon waking
a view from our rooftop This photo is from a few years ago, but the view is much the same now as then. The water looks so far away. This is looking out towards Jersey (who knew New Jersey could look so beautiful?). I found this while going through a bunch of those little plastic… Continue reading lost my dreams upon waking
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 