by Tim Girvin | Dec 31, 2007 | Diary
Hello. 2008. Goodbye. 2007. I believe, in a way, that numbers symbolize something beneath the quickly seen calculation. Personally — I love the 8. Â And I love drawing the 8. Collecting 8s. Last year, the outward spiral of the 9 spoke to the movement of that...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 24, 2007 | Diary
Design, in beauty — is where the application is all the more wondrous. Happiest, holidays — to you: tsg | nyc+seattle – Times Square, New York Before the ball drops in Times Square, the Big Apple turns on its holiday charm with the Christmas tree in...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 23, 2007 | Diary
stormringer …. Out — storm rings close. I savor the storm. As my life thrives in finding that calm. At the center — chaos swirls round — sit watch wait for what passes. Be cause. Live true. Show freely. That face — found dark; earn light....
by Tim Girvin | Dec 22, 2007 | Diary
winddrift stormbound I sense you in the mist. the long night seen out, only so far, white. out, where the air culls sea scent, found. and known, that calling spun from the gust and foamed curl of every wave. cast, sings your name in the darkness of the blackwhite...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 15, 2007 | Diary
I went striding. Alone. In the chill amidst the challenges of that, this current life, living, they are there glaring, dark. It is, all ways, good to hold your self; and remember that you are alive amidst the beauty of things that emerge, in presence. That you can...
