by Tim Girvin | Nov 15, 2010 | Diary
THE LEAVED ROAD I’ve been walking out in the old woods, yesterday in the winds and rain — the paths. And that’s been a good voyage, thinking about the move to the city this morning. And all the time — yesterday — prepping to be on another...
by Tim Girvin | Nov 13, 2010 | Diary
WHAT IS THE WAY, ANY WAY? I was working in the dark, in the office alone — early work, night was still fallen. I was thinking about this, for myself. “Who are you, any way?” Of course, I’m thinking about this for others — those that I...
by Tim Girvin | Nov 11, 2010 | Diary
LIGHT STREAM IN….TOUCHING LIGHT, WHERE YOU FIND IT. STRETCHES OF LIGHT, THAT CAN BE TEXTURES IN PLACE. When I travel, the idea of looking into the light, when I find it streaming, a streak across the floor — marbled, slatted, smooth, roughened or otherwise...
by Tim Girvin | Nov 10, 2010 | Diary
Y? I ponder the way, the crossroads turning — I’m going one way, then another; as I walk that road, I come to the letter, the way — and it’s telling me there’s a juncture there; it might be hat I go this one way, then another > and...
by Tim Girvin | Nov 9, 2010 | Diary
While the wind storms, the days are darkening, there’s a crossing between the sensing of light – and the paths of darkness. I walk, I move, to the light side from the dark, and from the light, back into the darkness — carrying that light, even the...
