Flow | The Tides, the River, the Sea, the Stairs

Photo by Tim Girvin EARLY MORNING I was out walking, just dawn, the southern shoreline — at the southernmost reach of the United States. Out there, the birds were extraordinarily friendly — it was like being there, at the southern border, nearly 200 miles...

Where to? The art of being lost and finding your way

THE WAYFINDER’S ART. THE DESIGN OF SIGNS. Where to? The art of being lost and finding your way. I WAS LOST, NOW I AM FOUND. What of the emotionality of that experience — I’m lost? I’m found. I’m finding my way? Pleas of positioning and...

THE METAPHOR OF THE LIGHTHOUSE

Photo by Tim Girvin Over time, I’ve been thinking about the idea of a construction being — a place made — built as a allegory of something bigger — a larger symbolic idea. The idea relates to ancient symbolism for architecture —...

THE HEART OF GLASS

Photo by Tim Girvin My Mother, in her ineffable gathering and gifting, passed along this small piece of glass, worn and earthen, one side, polished and melted, another — like the beached glass of old bottles, white glass, blue and softened hints of pastel...

VEINS OF LIGHT

Photo by Tim Girvin Some time back, I’d gathered a grouping of enormous leaves — maple leaves, from hight into a mixed and old forest group, pushing into the inward channel side of the Olympic Mountains range — from there, leaves fell — forming...