by Tim Girvin | May 6, 2011 | Diary
WAYFINDING, THE SIGN, MOVING TO THE RIGHT PATH There is an art in the design of wayfinding, that links to the notion of the rightful way. A sign points — and where do I go? Is that — right? What is right, turning in the path of the sun, which might be in...
by Tim Girvin | May 2, 2011 | Diary
IN THE OPENING OF ANY DAY THE IDEA OF BEING SLIGHTLY CRAZY SETS THE PACE FOR WHAT COULD BE CELEBRATING THE GRANDEST BREATH IN. OR — EXHALING YOUR LAST. You never know. It’s not that every day could have a crazy dance, but most should — starting a...
by Tim Girvin | Apr 26, 2011 | Diary
WALKING LONG, THIS PATH When I look out to the horizon, I can see that there is a ladder, it’s the sequence of step, on step, on step: wrung rung — but while it’s flat on the earth, I’m dreaming that it’s going skyward. Every rung, each...
by Tim Girvin | Apr 25, 2011 | Diary
While there is swing, and drift, the calligraphy of the black wing — like the curling path of the Raven, there in the morninglight, with the spatter of rain, the sun just glimmers through. I can only dream that today will reveal something remarkable —...
by Tim Girvin | Apr 23, 2011 | Diary
DARK, THEN LIGHT. AGAIN. I’m going from dark, to light — then back again. I’m walking into the dark time; then back to the light time. But any path, light, and dark — that is the Beauty way. You wind, and turn, enter and egress — and keep...
