Sunday, October 30, 2011

vigilance for emergents

anticipating primordial potential

This is section 4, the last section, of “feeling for the ‘thing’.”



status update: Flourishing well.



Is having a blog named me vain?



Thursday, October 27, 2011

wise guy



Late summer, 2010, I thought it would be great to become pregnant nine months before one’s wedding anniversary (and I blogged about that elsewhere, still there); or nine months before one's own birthday, or nine months before spring—a poetic assertion of one's own sense of home and gardening.

Some weeks later, I wrote a wonderful posting here (if I may say so), worth recalling (though not wholly about parenting). 

Monday, October 24, 2011

Sunday, October 23, 2011

phenomenality (again)



This is section 1 of “feeling for the ‘thing’,” which is part 1 of “autotelic mind…,” which is part 7 of my “Elations of Solitude” project—which was supposed to be brief (a long preface to dwelling with others’ things as a very long road), but mitosis of creative play is transporting things into a very phenomenal autumn.



Saturday, October 22, 2011

solitude as tiresome theme



Elations of solitude don’t entail perpetual elation about it.



Friday, October 21, 2011

subliming


8:50 am

I can’t (I won’t) start a day at the keyboard without fresh-dripped coffee.

I think I’ll skip going online to see news, but I anticipate wanting to link here to some earlier things as I write today (linking as shorthand coverage-by-citation of a theme more salient to me than I’m taking time today to express), so I now connect to the Internet (which is not really yet to “go online”), but why not check mail; why not see the daily word from Merriam-Webster’s “Word of the Day”?...

October 21: “sublimate SUB-luh-mayt.” I’ll keep that one for the archive because it’s so longly important to me.

My archive of recent years’ retained M-W emails numbers 1300+ presently, all words that are evocatively unusual to me and that I want to appropriate; or words well known to me that I shouldn’t have forgotten. I imagine going through the archive one day, free associating each with some project theme or plot point in my trekking.


1:55 pm

‘Sublimate’ makes a good example.


Saturday, October 15, 2011

humanity’s Eros

expanded Sunday, 10.16

As the oldest of institutions, marriage seems outdated in modern times, when each individual is encouraged to break with tradition in order to fulfill him- or herself.
So begins the book jacket inner front panel of The Love Lives of the Artists, Daniel Bullen, 2011: “Five Stories of Creative Intimacy”—stories of pioneering artistic couples of the early 20thC, telling of “a brave, new kind of marriage, where spouses would be allowed—even encouraged—to fulfill different aspects of themselves in outside relationships.”

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Jennifer in dark waywardness

“Full moon tonight—,” Jen said as she got into bed, her back to my chest. We become a quasi-fetal dyad. “—behind ethereal haze.”

She was disturbed—creatively so—about how to capsulate her proposal.

Eventually, I said “Suppose now is do or die: You have to say simply what you want to do.”

She sighed.

Silence, except breathing.

Sunday, October 09, 2011

a sense of inworldness

Being easily entranced by mental things, I resist surrendering to it all online, because that feels so self-possessive. But I have to write from where I love to live, so I’m gradually dancing away.


Saturday, October 08, 2011

you, too, can easily be popular.



“You should write something that sells,” they say; or: “You should write something that gets you a big audience.” And in the latter case, I “should” channel the success through a social networking account which shows the online world how popular I seem to be with all those friends I’ve never met.

Look, I love to be loved, but I’m more interested in doing the difficult long-term project that I want to do—which then can be tailored (translated, appropriated, etc.) for love or/and money. Think I’m not a fun guy? You’d be one of very few who do.

Wednesday, October 05, 2011

wednesdaynote



“Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.”

Steve Jobs


[end of his Stanford Commencement Address, 2005,
quoting the end of the The Last Whole Earth Catalog, 1971]

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Sunday, October 02, 2011

an exemplary day

I intended today to write the next section of “Elations of solitude,” this time on a sense of inworldness, but the reality of the solitude I love is that I have to go with emergent appeals, which didn’t take me into doing the next section.

Rather, it took me on a wonderful excursion into recent academic work that’s integral to my long-term Project. I’m excited by emerging work of others.