Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Sunday, January 08, 2012
What benefits new books bring us! I would like a basket full of books telling the youth of images which fall from heaven for me every day. This desire is natural. This prodigy is easy. For, up there, in heaven, isn’t paradise an immense library?
But it is not sufficient to receive; one must welcome. One must, say the pedagogue and the dietician in the same voice, “assimilate.” In order to do that, we are advised not to read too fast and to be careful not to swallow too large a bite. We are told to divide each difficulty into as many parts as possible, the better to solve them. Yes, chew well, drink a little at a time, savour poems line by line. All these precepts are well and good. But one precept orders them. One first needs a good desire to eat, drink and read. One must want to read a lot, read more, always read.
Thus, in the morning, before the books piled high on my table, to the god of reading, I say my prayer of the devouring reader: “Give us this day our daily hunger ...”
(Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie)
Saturday, January 07, 2012
Six questions for the time being ...
1. Which style of architecture do you feel an affinity with? Why? Describe.
2. Which room in a house do you feel is the most important? Why? Describe.
3. When have you felt particularly ‘at home’ in a place or building? Why? Describe.
4. Select one object or invention that typifies your culture. What is it. Describe and explain.
5. Which modern technology do you dislike the most? Why? Describe and explain.
6. How did you first learn to write? Try to describe your earliest memories of writing.
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
If anyone out there is an aficionado, please let me know of any key authors or titles.
And, in terms of television, is The Killing really so good?
Tuesday, January 03, 2012
Monday, January 02, 2012
This white screen that - unlike a page or Freud's mystic writing pad - preserves no trace of the writing that preceded. Those effaced words will just have to speak in their absence.
Oddly appropriate, I suppose.
. Driving into work the other morning with 'Village of the Sun' playing & humming & drumming along & think...