Monthly Archives: November 2007

Lines of thought: sight lines 11.28 | NYC ….. What about lines? I’ve been thinking about them. And they’re everywhere. Obviously. But what I’m curious about is the patterning of the line  — and what lies in the heart of … Continue reading →

Yes, that is a star in the branches. —- to your notes on Gratitude. —- Getting up, starting that day, this day, thinking about that — what more to be thank full for? What more, to be given to me … Continue reading →

Indian Journal How beauty, full — the people. i ask you: really, what could be better than watching — and photographing, the people? There’s nothing more fascinating for me — than the people. And in India, and surely in Bhutan, … Continue reading →

Indian Journal It works. Somehow. It does. I’ve wondered about that idea about the collapse of some civilizational virtues; it all falls apart. But being in India — and at points, Bhutan, you see in a way how it works, … Continue reading →

Beginning now. Just after 4.00am, here in Delhi. Haven’t picked up a new mail in several days — due to the annoying habit of this computer / emailing system wanting to rebuild every single mail from the last month. But, … Continue reading →

Indian Journal In a way, these two images say something of what the opening of Delhi felt like for me — physically, emotionally. Hot, disconnected, out of focus — slightly poisonous. Dizzying and entirely disorienting. India(ns) 11.03 The character of … Continue reading →

She | 11.2 | Paro Dzongdrakha Gompa  We see things, those remote places, and decide it’s worth climbing to them, exploring them. And if you look out there, to virtually any vista, there’s something tucked up there, attached in some … Continue reading →

Blessings | His Holiness Je Khenpo On the day of our departing, there was a massive blessing ceremony by the one person whose relationship to the King of Bhutan is on an equal. This is His Holiness Je Khenpo. Arising … Continue reading →

We’d gone to a massive ceremony celebrating the presence of His Holiness Je Khenpo, this, actually, being at the end of the trip, the end of a day so long and filled with experiences and adventure, that I’d thought really … Continue reading →

Bhutan Journal I’ve been thinking about the concept of the stair. You go up. You go down. There are the two ways; there’s not much else. One path, ascension. One path, descent. I’m finding myself being focused on that, the … Continue reading →