by Tim Girvin | Sep 9, 2007 | Diary
LOOKING : FOR LIGHT —- Aren’t we all looking for light, looking into the light? Seems that way. I look in the light and I look into the dark. I live in both of those presences. That which illuminates, that which darkens. What I’m about, what...
by Tim Girvin | Sep 9, 2007 | Diary
flying to eastern washington | storm emergent stormfinder — out there when you are storm comes wind bound rain cast force driven I go there see that love that into the heart of storm unknown swirling whirl, into the soul of the whorl I go there will be there, in...
by Tim Girvin | Sep 5, 2007 | Diary
Stone, found. I was working with the Reynvaan family on a project for their vineyards, and I’d been walking the ancient stone scattered grounds of their viticultural lands, with them. This land is powerful; this land is their land; this land is at the very heart...
by Tim Girvin | Sep 1, 2007 | Diary
Missed. There’s a missing, in mist. But the beauty lies in what’s not seen, scene, known. What I look for, is what’s not there. But what is there, but not seen. There’s something beneath. All ways. That’s what I look for. Where sky meets...
by Tim Girvin | Aug 25, 2007 | Diary
The recluse Since I was young, I’ve been attracted to the alone. That is, places that are lonely. And, too, being alone. People say — how can you be alone? Isn’t it…lonely? How can you travel by yourself? While I love being in, with other...
