Tuesday, July 18, 2017

enspiration



This is part 6 of the “summer 2017” project.


Saturday, July 15, 2017

saturdaynote



Part 5 of the “summer 2017” project has been done, “opening again.”

I didn’t have time to update the gedavis.com home page this week, but
I refined the earlier update a little.


July 1

I so want to complete Cycle 1 of cohering.net. But organizing free associative notes for the rest of “mind evolving” differentiates itself into themes that become new topics, and the mitosis seems to be endless, like a receding horizon on a highway. No well-groomed highway, more like your archetypal hiking trail. Yet, I love it, no thanks to neglected “home work.”

I don’t wanna talk about it.


Saturday, May 13, 2017

philologist saunters by glade



There is no pure beginning.... The Oxford University Press 30%-off sale online caused me to see that there were no new books I have to have this week (a relief: I don’t know what to do with the ones I have, apart from the hundred-or-so supposed to be priorities for near-term prospecting). But I realized I really want to see what’s what with David Sobel’s From Valuing to Value, which is available at the library. So, out I went.

Tuesday, May 09, 2017

archetropal spring day to never forget



Beautiful day—and short line at the grocery checkout. Lucky me. The only thing ahead on the conveyor belt was a huge bottle of vodka (half gallon!)—which seemed odd, but none of my business. Someone’s pretty stupid about alcohol, I might have thought (if I’d given it my attention).

I put my stuff on behind the bottle. A short old man in front of me was bubbly, talking with a middle-aged woman who was enjoying him immensely, also helping him pay with his plastic card. I was in no hurry, but didn’t really notice them (but recall in retrospect—before I forget).

“I’m 95!,” he heralded to her, which she cheerfully praised. This caused me to turn toward him. He didn’t look 95. So, I joked. “You’re not 95!” He turned to me, looking surprised through his thick lens, bubbly as, say, a 70 year-old.

I said, “You don’t look 95.” Grinning, seeming flattered, he finished his purchase.

Sunday, May 07, 2017

Saturday, May 06, 2017

saturdaynote



The “…conceptual inquiry” venture has grown beyond my initial intention. Immersion possesses me. I feel free to seem hermetic.

I expect to finish that excursion next week.

The old “conceptual prospecting” blog has been almost completely transposed to the blogger format (working back toward 2004, when it began). Later this year, I’ll appropriate its postings (probably in revised form) into what I’m doing now.


Saturday, April 29, 2017

for love of conceptual inquiry


May 5 update

This set of topics, named above (listed here), began in late December,
but added nothing until late April. Seven subtopics are now done—subtopics five through seven having several subtopics each.

Earlier, development of the gedavis.com site consolidated how that site is envisioned to complement what cohering.net is becoming. A good sense of that became a posting there.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

a day



I don’t forget.


Saturday, April 08, 2017

turning up



I welcome the accumulation of writing pieces that “call” for constellation into their ownmost thematic gestalt. It’s like an assemblage artist entering his studio of stuff that he’s collected from godknowswhere because he wanted to do something with it, but didn’t know what. (I’m thinking of Robert Rauschenberg’s assemblage mentality and Jasper Johns’ policy toward materials: “Do something. Now, do something else.”)

Granting that gedavis.com is devoted to work that is connected to practical good (though that may be difficult to discern for lots of things there), my ultimate interest is an art of It that’s fun to do: How may everything be tenably part of Our evolving?

It’s a challenge of conceptual artistry that insists of itself intimacy enough with realism.

Yet, focusing on higher conceptuality of this isn’t intended for gedavis.com. Nonetheless, the mentality of anticipated highlands (cohering.net) does flow into the midlands of the “practical” site, there likely regarded as merely idiosyncratic abstraction—conceptual vagaries. Fine. I’ll make good of the pretenses.

So, my earlier Saturday update mention of “a high-altitude portrait of a changing landscape” is an anticipated highland—which is to be understood as changing, too. It’s highland-ing, where I already know how it goes. But turning away for practicality denies me time to work in fullness of enchanted landing: midlanding (gedavis.com), lowlanding (living with “the news”) and highlanding.

Days go by as densely as one can bear. As he said, “clarification of an ascent [is] slowed by viscosity of the atmosphere.”

But now I feel freedom to turn away from practicality for the sake of
true love.


saturdaynote



Done. But I have to sleep before writing more, later today.


March 17 | Incredibly tedious, but coming along.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

imaginary yarn



Having lived through perhaps too many filmic transpositions
of Austenian voices to now avoid teasing your pique toward proper names as modifiers, I avow a persistence of Romanticism as everlasting love of remembering.


Sunday, January 01, 2017

weaving for a web of writing



The point of our life is enjoyment, and ultimacy of that might gain expression, but inwordness is not the point of enjoying our times,
though this is all that remains after death.

Not to be morbid. I shouldn’t have seen “Manchester by the sea”
last night. (Really. I regret it. But it reminds me I’m glad to not
be a low-skilled, embittered, anomic man.)

I have no idea what’ll become of my two websites, but it’s fun; and will remain so—and get better (if I may say so).