by Tim Girvin | Oct 13, 2007 | Diary
Lightgrasper P h y s i c a l l i q u i d i t y 10 . 13 . 07 The presents of light, light in presence — is something that I visualize, as liquid. And I think of a lot of things being liquid, flowing from one — being fluid things. Like an idea —...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 10, 2007 | Diary
There is a blessing, that calls to the heart of the place, the heart of the person and the heart of the offering. And it’s all ways about that, isn’t it — the heart of it; the spirit found and the finding of it? And my office, my working space, the...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 6, 2007 | Diary
The architecture of silence. —- 3.55am | d e c a t u r i s l a n d This morning, the world was so silent. And I wondered, where is anyone? Any one. And there was no one. It was just that, profoundly quiet. So quiet, that there was barely a sound anywhere. No...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 5, 2007 | Diary
In walking, wandering — that other side of the work, the world, I do like getting out, getting a way, being some place else. Being over there. And I savor the storm. I am that, storm seeker. Because on the edge of any storm is the light. By any call,...
by Tim Girvin | Oct 4, 2007 | Diary
Looking at light and pattern, I see a figure… Rain comes to St. Louis in great sheets of water, coursing, flooding, running. And last night, after returning from St. Charles, a storm emerged of fabulous magnitude. Lightning. Thunder. Gales. Driving back, it ran...
