by Tim Girvin | Jun 15, 2011 | Diary
WHAT IS THE POINT OF KNOWING? As I’m walking, I come to the known point. And like the Zen adage — “right now, in everything that informs me, I know only what I know — I know nothing more.” What that intones is that the grasp of human...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 14, 2011 | Diary
THE ENTRANCE TO TRANCE BEING IN BALI, I’d heard about ceremonies of trance — the dream state of otherworldly reckoning. Being in Bali is a trance — and surely, it is an entrance to another world. Would that be entrancement? BEING IN A DARK TUNNEL, I...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 6, 2011 | Diary
I WILL STRIDE, WITHOUT RELENT, UNSTOPPING IN THE TIDE OF TIME — AND CEASE NOT, THE TURNING SEAS, SIEZE: TILL THE SEASON — NO MORE. As I contemplate the relentless, it’s so — that the movement of anything, everything, continues, far beyond our...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 3, 2011 | Diary
Girvin | Rodarte The story on the story in the story — human | brand layering: passion, fire, color, sensation, context and meaning. There is the seen surface; and there is what lies beneath — in shadow, use, care, overlay and redrawing. Palimpsest...
by Tim Girvin | May 31, 2011 | Diary
when I draw this word in the sand, it changed with the time, the softening wind and the tides — the movement of the world changed that story told, finger in sand. And story became something wondrously new and alive — until: it vanished. “I wrote the...
