Wednesday, February 25, 2015


Pileated Woodpecker
“Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won't adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words "make" and "stay" become inappropriate. My love for you has no strings attached. I love you for free.”  

    {Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker}

Saturday, February 21, 2015


(n): the artistic technique of presenting to audiences common things in an unfamiliar, or strange way, in order to enhance perception of the familiar.

Sunday, February 8, 2015


It was that kind of a crazy afternoon,
terrifically cold, and no sun out
or anything,
and you felt like
you were disappearing
everytime you crossed a road.

{J.D. Salinger}
Catcher in the Rye

Sunday, February 1, 2015


The Walk
My eyes already touch the sunny hill,
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has its inner light, even from a distance –

and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are;
a gesture waves us on, answering our own wave ...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

{Rainer Maria Rilke, 1924,Translation, Robert Bly}