by Tim Girvin | Jan 30, 2006 | Diary
obliterate \uh-BLIT-uh-rayt\ verb 1 a : to remove utterly from recognition or memory *b : to remove from existence : destroy utterly all trace, indication, or significance of c : to cause to disappear (as a bodily part or a scar) or collapse (as a duct conveying body...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 28, 2006 | Diary
I begin working with Yves Saint Laurent.
by Tim Girvin | Jan 23, 2006 | Diary
My office in the city is across from Madison Park. Winterbound, trees are bare and as the chill moves in formally, the skyscrapers are caught in mist. It reminds me of the illuminations of Raymond Hood, the 30s, his drawings of skyscrapers of enormous height, struck...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 21, 2006 | Diary
In Faith. Isn’t it about the rippling, that reaches out From that one pebble, leaf — or a casting of sand? Patterned in a rhythm, the watch full, Seer. Sprinkling like a constellation of circled echos That is the time of your searching: listening and...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 21, 2006 | Diary
Morning has come. I sit, in meditation this morning Outside, cool winds running And I look off, to the distant Range of waters, that Shimmer in the moonlight Coming down, through The clouds, that move Like shadows. As I silence, my self, The waters continue Their...