Day two without heat in the ol' palace. And during such cold days, too! My fingers have literally been going numb at the keyboard, as I work away on web sites and other design projects. Better get out my fingerless gloves from the one Euro store in Münster!
Supposedly it is being worked on my someone in the basement right now; I'll believe it when I hear the lovely hiss of steam from the radiators...
28 February 2008
26 February 2008
American Artist
The article about my paintings is online now! Hits the newsstands in the April issue. (Click the image above to see the article.) Three of the paintings are still available if anyone out there needs something new to hang on a wall. ;)
(However, the "Necropolis" screen print is not available die to a problem with the printing.)
23 February 2008
bits
Nothing important, just a couple of bits from text interchanges:
"Winter grows tooth-long, and its welcome wanes."
"Life goes through a frustrating phase, perhaps [inspired by, or] in concert with the moon's hiding,
All tries to escape reason."
An older bit:
"Subatomic particles will not be shouted at!"
"Winter grows tooth-long, and its welcome wanes."
"Life goes through a frustrating phase, perhaps [inspired by, or] in concert with the moon's hiding,
All tries to escape reason."
An older bit:
"Subatomic particles will not be shouted at!"
22 February 2008
entry No213
Awoke to snow, and the streets outside my windows give the impression that the city has half shut-down. Few presences on the sidewalks, and the parking spots are almost all empty. Further evidence: in the little window on my computer for Instant Messaging, only one soul is logged on today, where on a normal day there are at least seven names lit up with the green lights. Has the whole city taken a snow day for these few inches of fluffy white?
Having checked, it appears the weather experts have issued a Severe Weather warning, with snow continuing through the day to eventually become what they colorfully refer to as a "wintry mix" (read freezing rain- the worst sort of mess to be out in).
A good day, perhaps, to get a great deal of work done from one's desk, safe inside. It beckons, though- my camera and i should venture out later to take advantage of quiet streets in snowfall.
Having checked, it appears the weather experts have issued a Severe Weather warning, with snow continuing through the day to eventually become what they colorfully refer to as a "wintry mix" (read freezing rain- the worst sort of mess to be out in).
A good day, perhaps, to get a great deal of work done from one's desk, safe inside. It beckons, though- my camera and i should venture out later to take advantage of quiet streets in snowfall.
20 February 2008
something crooked...
this way comes. Not really; just a leap year. So, February will extend its reach by a small margin, but still it has zoomed as if something pursued it! Busy and strange has been this month. (Yoda?)
I've only just drawn up a plan for 2008 (more a list) and here we approach the very third month in what feels strangely like a hurry, considering it's the dead middle of winter. Oh, time and light, all I seem to put down here lately! Too much of what's been new is not blog-appropriate (not in my mind)- personal.
Fears, doubts... I could parley some political frustration I suppose, but my forays into the News have been brief, on account of the depression they invariably cause. Speculation of worst-case scenarios.
End transmission.
I've only just drawn up a plan for 2008 (more a list) and here we approach the very third month in what feels strangely like a hurry, considering it's the dead middle of winter. Oh, time and light, all I seem to put down here lately! Too much of what's been new is not blog-appropriate (not in my mind)- personal.
Fears, doubts... I could parley some political frustration I suppose, but my forays into the News have been brief, on account of the depression they invariably cause. Speculation of worst-case scenarios.
End transmission.
12 February 2008
a winter morning, little heat.
Morning, and the spaces between Snooze:
Favorite time of Dreamers and Alarm Resistors!
Those brief, eternal windows between aural attacks that hold the magic beans of middle sleep, making all worlds accessible. Visitations to the ever that stretch on longer than the whole night, and make it feel as though it had been wasted on the deep sleeping subconscious. The vividness of dreams, (particularly within the warm embrace of goose down on a cold morning) makes me wish I'd set the alarm to go off whole hours earlier. Alas. Coffee and the Controlling world await.
Favorite time of Dreamers and Alarm Resistors!
Those brief, eternal windows between aural attacks that hold the magic beans of middle sleep, making all worlds accessible. Visitations to the ever that stretch on longer than the whole night, and make it feel as though it had been wasted on the deep sleeping subconscious. The vividness of dreams, (particularly within the warm embrace of goose down on a cold morning) makes me wish I'd set the alarm to go off whole hours earlier. Alas. Coffee and the Controlling world await.
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