by Tim Girvin | Apr 7, 2002 | Writings
Greetings! This is a personal exploratory of the meaning of the gesture. It speaks to my own work, in experimenting with creative communication; yet as well, it explores my professional interests. We all know that listening, with intention, involves the observation of...
by Tim Girvin | Mar 1, 2002 | Writings
Greetings. I hope that this missive finds you well. This message has two parts, but in a way, they both speak to transcribing and reflecting compassion. And using creativity, in illustrating this human feeling. R I C H A R D G E R E ’S F O U N D A T I O N As you...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 16, 2002 | Writings
Here, it’s spectacularly beautiful. So quiet and cold, but brilliantly sunny, glinting and glimmering splintering of light; it’s shimmering the ceiling. So it is good to be here, alone, for at least the time being. Others, client types, coming later, with...
by Tim Girvin | Mar 25, 2001 | Writings
I’d forgotten about this. I’d forgotten about how difficult it is to get ink out. Off your fingernails, the seams of your fingerprints, the creases in your hands. And your face, getting ink off your face. Yesterday, Terri, her accomplice Bette...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 15, 2001 | Writings
A Learning On Sunday, January fourteenth, 2001 at 7:12 am, at my home on Decatur Island, sitting alone in a candlelit space, the darkness looming over the water and the misted islands beyond, I received a call from my parents. My brother Matt, the youngest of the...
by Tim Girvin | Nov 9, 2000 | Writings
It is curious that only two seasons speak to action: the Spring. And the Fall. Winter doesn’t describe much, unless we are to infer…inter-ruption. Etymologically, winter is derived from the Old English: water. Summer is merely, in its Sanskrit history,...
