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Monthly Archives: April 2007
X files
How many x’s do you see? Heading to NYC this morning, working all by myself in the office there, till Wednesday when Christina will be arriving to help me with the opening encounters for Capezio — all day. Thursday night … Continue reading
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Home, the metaphor of the world.
Home, the metaphor and global warming. What message, found? Walking around meditations of world-warming, place, home. And where the heart is, shall be… I can relate to this. And I can pretty much relate to everything that Mary Oliver offers. … Continue reading
the Shell, the Starfish and the Whorl
For about a month, actually, maybe a half year, I’d sorted aside a collection of cups that piled up in a pyramidal arrangement at my house. I’ve got one house, and it’s not in Seattle, it’s in the San Juans. … Continue reading
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The ring of bone.
For maybe some 25 years I’ve been collecting zenga. These are the paintings of Zen masters. They are of the haboku style, which is the most captivating, to my aesthetic, which is called “broken ink”. It’s about saying something in … Continue reading
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stonestacking 7/22/06
There’s something simple to the concept of the balanced stone, what can be, what can line up, what balance there might be. I’ve found this one thing. That the more you balance, the more you sense the balance. That is … Continue reading
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6.16.06 | V O C A T U S
VOCATUS ATQUE NON VOCATUS DEUS ADERIT {Invoked or not invoked, the god is present.} Carl Gustav Jung And what god is t(here)? The god of mist, of rain, of the ancient tree, the corvid call — and what can be … Continue reading
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ob viam
3.25.06 Cairn of lavastone | Mt. Merapi | Java obviate \OB-vee-ayt\, transitive verb: To prevent by interception; to anticipate and dispose of or make unnecessary. Obviate derives from Latin obviare, “to meet or encounter,” from ob viam, “placed or coming … Continue reading
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The inversion
Today, in the river that runs out side the house, there was so much silent sound that the air hung like a band of smoke that balanced on the stone, that pointed to sky, oyster light reflecting what’s up, below. … Continue reading
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Her(e)
Her(e) She’s always her(e), but being here, you can’t always see her. But I’m always looking for, and at her. Just like I do with the Sun. Living where I do, part of the time, you can’t see either. But … Continue reading
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Landed.
I had a breakfast with two people to explore some ideas. And energy, of course. That is, when you meet someone, whether you can relate is wholly about energy. And it’s wholly about how things line up. Then, sometimes, there’s … Continue reading
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