by Tim Girvin | Dec 22, 2010 | Diary
SIGNING, AND FINDING A WAY. HEADING back to my car, buried in the most dismal garage (that still has great windows) I was struck by this piece of advice. I took it, and kept on going. My point, to the learning – just keep going, thinking about what emerges, and...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 21, 2010 | Diary
In the distance of the night, and the earliest morning, some time in the crossing from one day to another. I was just up. I thought to look at the eclipse, but there were clouds and the raining movements covered the shadowed line. I was thinking about what could be...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 20, 2010 | Diary
NOW, out there, the winds rip and ring the shore like cold waves, rippling. There is a sound in the trees, the waterline that is a rushing fury, I can hear it close, and I can hear it far — out there, up above, across the sounding body of water. The air is...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 19, 2010 | Diary
Being in New Mexico, climbing mesa, reaching out to the tall sky, looking out to the distance horizon, I stacked the measurement of the moment. That idea of creating something — a memento of the moment, stacking stones in the hand, they are the semblance of...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 19, 2010 | Diary
The world mantel and the heaven tent: the canopy of the sky When I was in college, I’d written a paper on the idea of cosmography in architecture — (kosmos + graphos, from the Greek) the idea that architecture is something — a design process —...
