main themes: moments - news - diary of

Showing posts with label moment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moment. Show all posts

Thursday, May 10, 2012

missing words



in my teens, twenties, then
more completely in my thirties
I gave myself to words

trained myself to say ravenous
instead of hungry, indisposed instead of
sick, dormant not quiet

I thought: I'll grow in synonyms
until better translations come along
thought spirituality must

be about sophistication until I
saw the naked power in words
like: no, help, and please.

----
words: Peter Schwartz, Maine (
Sitrah Ahra)
image: Jeff Crouch, Texas (
more)

- originally posted in April 2009

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

language/place #9: "Assimilation / Individuation" + call #10



language/place #9: "Assimilation / Individuation"
New edition online! Edition #9 of the >language >place blog carnival is now online. Hosted by Brigita Orel, this edition moves through 5 continents in different formats, following the theme Individuation/Assimilation.

Note on the edition + first feedback
“There are fewer contributions than usually, but I think it's very rich in the media used, from films to poetry, art to non-fiction, so I quite like how it turned out.“ - Brigita

“Cool re blog carny. I think Brigita did a great job. The theme really reveals itself, in aspects I hadn't thought of.” - Rose

Edition #10
The next edition will be hosted by poet and artist Sheree Mack, a resident in the North East of England. The feature theme for edition #10 is “The Heart and Soul of the Cultural Landscape”, but as always, a wide range of contributions is welcome. The edition is planned for late September 2011. Submissions are open September 1 – 20. More details here.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

a blueprint of a newspaper



there now is an experimental "BluePrintReview newspaper"

the newspaper is created automatically, based on suggested keywords for twitter and facebook: 100daysproject, books, read. also, there's no preview, so it's basically trial and error: experiment with settings, see what the paperli-generator then generates.

i have no clue where all the japanese entries in the lower half of this edition are coming from. but love the look of the "headlines" page. i now switched settings to "english" only. and switched the keyword "today" to "art". am curious now for the next edition.

PS: the "Headlines" page has all articles/categories listed, no real need to browse the single category pages. 

enjoy~

update: i just checked their "about" - paper.li is based in Switzerland. their mission: "We believe that people (and not machines) are the ones qualified to curate the content that matters most. We also think that these same people can greatly help their own communities to find their way through this “massive content world” we live in. We’re here to help!"

Thursday, August 04, 2011

The challenge



The challenge, I think, is to witness beauty at home.

These days, I see it all around me.


*

Click links below for full images:

Flowers 1

Black White Black White Black

Waterfall 1


*

from Karyn Eisler's blog: Living? / VisuaLiving

Monday, July 11, 2011

Night and Day, 2005, revisited

The crew on board the Columbia took this picture during its last mission, on a cloudless day: Europe and Africa when the sun is setting. Note that it's still daylight in Dublin, London, Lisbon, and Madrid, while the lights are already on in Holland, Paris, and Barcelona (the bright dots you see are the cities’ lights).



The top part of Africa is the Sahara Desert. It is huge and can be seen clearly both during day time and night time.

In the middle of the Atlantic Ocean you can see the Azores Islands; below them to the right are the Madeira Islands; a bit below are the Canary Islands; and further South, close to the farthest western point of Africa, are the Cape Verde islands.

To the left, on top, is Greenland, totally frozen.

(from July 2005)

Monday, March 28, 2011

sky crossing 1

as prelude to the upcoming collab issue, 2 skies collages from 2010, based on sky pictures of blueprintreview contributors.



meteor shower

the sky so patient
an anxious ceremony of
waiting
wisps of life rays of light
and i am
waiting
for the stars to come out.


---------
click & about
- click sky to enlarge image
- photo collage: Steve Wing, Florida + Michael K. White, Colorado + Diana Wynne, San Francisco + Dorothee Lang, Germany
- sky poem: Michael K. White, Colorado

Sunday, March 27, 2011

sky crossing 2



second sky

and if we could take
the shapes of
past horizons
and rearrange them
which sky
would this add
to day.


(there's a second version of the collage,
same images, yet: different sky)

---------
click & about
- click sky to enlarge image
- photos: Jeff Crouch, Texas + Elle Driscoll, Australia + Marica Arrieta, California + Mel Bosworth, Massachusetts + Susan Gibb, Connecticut; collage by Dorothee Lang, Germany

Monday, October 25, 2010

Alone



ghosts of passing cars, flaky and white in
soundwaves uninvited to a melancholy willing
to remain like all the wrong memories that
litter the floor with half-empty coffee cups,
and silence creeping about with bony fingers
that used to be kind, but remembering is
always off by just enough to guarantee
life will never live twice, and i can never
pretend away the vestiges of years like
suitcases perhaps never meant.

---
words: Bethany Basset (
coffee-stained clarity)
image: Dorothee Lang (
virtual notes)

(originally posted in October 2008)

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

small colors



Birthing blooms vines leaves
my window spring morning fresh
I see

Bushes, trees, and fields
popping with small colors.
Newborns, eyes closed.

The sun brushing
the spring flowers
with light fingers

Their fragrance drifts
on the breeze
a sweet, arresting scent

That makes me consider
the many forms
of power
.

-
words and images:
Karyn Eisler, Mel Bosworth
Steve Wing, Dorothee Lang

distilled from the
garden party
at
Living ?s, (still open + ongoing)
pieced together by DL

Friday, March 26, 2010

just a march moment



one week after equinox
a collage of seasonal directions
that reach into the past
in just a moment:

Quiet day
This Tiny Gap
Praia em Portugal + Er-Leben:
Walkway of lights.

- march '07 / march '06 / march '05
.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Núcleo Arqueológico moment


In one of those happy accidents of traveling, we arrived at just the right time at the Banco Comercial Português, located near the Tagus River in downtown Lisbon. There an archeologist took us beneath the bank building for a personal tour of an archaeological dig /museum. “Lisbon,” she said, “has been continuously inhabited since the Bronze Age, so any time you dig the foundation for a new building, you are likely to find something." But this sprawling dig was remarkable in exposing evidence from various stages over a 2500 year long history, including archaeological structures and artifacts "from the Romans to the Moors, from the Visigoths to the Medieval and the Pombaline periods, down to the phreatic layer.”

The site was used as a pottery workshop, and there is a lovely 3rd century mosaic floor. She showed us an oven dating from the Moorish period and the base of the Pombaline 'gaiola' (birdcage) structure invented by the 18th-century engineers to resist earthquakes such as the one that destroyed the city in 1755.

I was particularly fascinated by the large square vats that were used for the production of fish sauce. This was an important flavoring ingredient used for hundreds or thousands of years and was traded all around Europe. It was a big industry in Lisbon. They would bring in the catch and cut the fish up into these vats with water, salt, and herbs. After it was fermented for an appropriate time, it was filtered and put into amphorae with their bases pointed to facilitate stacking them in ships’ holds.

“Fish sauce was everywhere,” she told us, “almost like Coca Cola or McDonald’s today. The aroma and flavor of fish sauce were familiar to virtually everyone, all across Europe.”

But at some point, the fish sauce industry died out. There was evidence of its passing, as one of the vats had a new wall constructed within it to divide it into smaller cells, and a skeleton was interred on one side. Having lost its use for making fish sauce, the vat had been subdivided and used for a burial.

“Now,” the archaeologist continued, “the flavor of fish sauce has been lost. Nobody knows exactly how it was made. This flavor that once was so common in Europe has completely disappeared.” Of course, there are other fish sauces in other places, like Asia, but they may not be the same.

It is a thought that stayed with me long after we left the Núcleo, that a once ubiquitous flavor has been lost. Surely many other flavors, too. What endures and what does not? It is a question that applies not only to archaeology and to the past, but also to the present. Sometimes the answers are surprising.

Tuesday, February 02, 2010

One day, one moment at work



It is a hazy day, white clouds hanging over a bored sky, and a listless sun. Even the birds appear tired. From my office window, a pigeon comes to perch on the little temple gopura in front. Basks in the faint sun for a while. Calls out to a friend or two, and then wondering what else to do in life, takes to the air and flies. If only we humans could do that. Not tread dreary feet on old pavements but spread wings and fly to the embrace of the sky. Perhaps our thoughts would match our imagination would match our reality then. Perhaps.

--
Smitha Murthy, just a moment, February 2008

Thursday, December 24, 2009

december in just a moment



at the end of this year
a collage of december moods
that reach into the past
in just a moment:

solstice
city lights -
the void,
stars, souls and me
-- was that life yours?


- december '07 / december '05

happy holidays~
.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Samurai

-noun
1. a member of the hereditary warrior class in feudal Japan.
2. a retainer of a daimyo.


(click to enlarge)

Paper samurai
Unravelling on the wall
Robbed of sword by rain.

---
text + image: Nathalie Boisard-Beudin, France/Italy
blog:
Word of the Day, Spacedlaw

Saturday, December 05, 2009

space

.
space is solitude
on a page

you don't want
too little
or too much

---
words: Steve Wing
image: Dorothee Lang

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

four twenty

.
and i wake up
and here is spring
stately and playful
like a kitten archbishop
cauled in spicy smoke
fragrant and full
of the promise of
future heat.

---
words: Michael K. White
story in #22:
13 Halloweens

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Falling

.
Red dust. Each day
she wipes red dust
from the everything she owns.
Her mismatched furniture.
A kettle she cooks with.
The floor of her board and batten
shanty. She sees no one
on twenty acres of creekflat,
watches the earth crack
in summer. And never
calls home. She needs the air here
for her thoughts to reach
the skyline. The room so the chatter
won’t crowd back. Her mother
sends money, some of it she keeps.
She doesn’t need much.
Just the kettle. And the shanty.
And the space for dust to fall,
one speck at a time.

--
words: Amy MacLennan, Oregon
original publication:
Falling / Convergence

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Elevador da Gloria: some cars need a wash


(click to enlarge)

Lisboa is a city of hills, but has some transport options to help with the climbing. Elevador de Gloria goes up to the Barrio Alto neighborhood from the district below.

Elevador da Gloria looks like a tram but only runs up this hill and back down. It has a twin that makes the opposite run, out of sight around the curve at the bottom

Lisboa has many charms, but made me, who often appreciates graffiti, wonder how much is too much. And related to this particular graffiti on the Elevador, who knew there was a Beach Boys revival? We were waiting for a bus one day near Lisboa and part of the queue was a group of teenage German girls. They sang Beach Boys songs to pass the time. I was amazed that they knew the lyrics and the harmonies so well!

But then, another day, at a miradouro atop another hill, two guys were jamming classic Brazilian tunes. The drummer was Brazilian, but the guitarist was from Poland. "You should not be surprised," he said. "Brazilian music is everywhere."

Like graffiti, I thought. Only smoother.