Month: May 2012

• May 25, 2012

  The teapot in the coffee shop

  I noticed the texture first, the graininess, that is. Then the color or rather colors, especially the white light coming from the viewer’s far left, the lantern lit up like a gig lamp. Then the wooden chairs with their swooping, semicircular backs. And finally, behind the traced-out line, my eye came to rest on the…
• May 24, 2012

  A philosophical guide to transitions: 2nd draft

  First off, Dark Mountain is now seeking funding for the publication of its third book. Paul Kingsnorth speaks well about the project in this 3 min. video. Second off, I am including a second draft below on making the transition into philosophical life. Conversation partners: I hope you find the revision useful. More soon. — 1.…
• May 23, 2012

  A mean case of arthritis

  A long day can be relieved by a rooftop breeze or even by its memory. The humidity created its own atmosphere over the City. The Park smelled of warm Fruit Loops and my hair was a puff pastry. I believe I am coming down with a mean case of arthritis. In the morning, one conversation…
• May 22, 2012

  A pastoral dirge

  Dearest A, My god what a beautiful day. On leaves with filtered light, goddess spiders, succulent wine and caressed notes. Words just don’t suffice. Merci mon beau ami for being in my life. Love, C * Unspeakably beautiful our day together. Thank you, dearest C. And how lovely your new picture. More tomorrow once my…
• May 21, 2012

  New York is not New York

  When people ask me whether I like living in New York City, I can only answer in the day by day, the block by block. The city writ large is not a home. My treetop dwelling is my home and so is the northern half of Central Park and so is being with Joan. So.…