This is a bad translation of "travail de mémoire". It's what is is said in the French language to describe going back and dissecting history. It's to better understand what happened, how people got to wherever they were and how to avoid making the same mistakes in the future. I had a weekend with two... Continue Reading →
Ways of Seeing
I went to a photo exhibition of images by a woman named Gundala Schulze Eldowy. I learned that she's rather famous among photographers (but I don't think that's like Brad Pitt famous; I think you can live your life without paparazzi if you're a famous, say, photographer, or poet). The show was disturbing in many... Continue Reading →
Everybody’s Got a Little Light
Just had a Funkadelic moment today. Everyone may have a little light under the sun, but today the sun was nowhere to be found. It's been grey and damp. It rained most of yesterday, but in some ways I'm lucky it's raining. I had a brain fart about my snow tires (they were at my... Continue Reading →
The Darkness
This is the hardest time of year for me, for a lot of people. It's possible to have good weather sometimes, like today, but the tendency where I live is for grey, cold, and wet. I leave for work in the dark and get home in the dark. So I have my techniques for dealing... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 