marginalia
is the Latin word for 'things in the margin', and refers to writing or decoration in the margins of a manuscript. I am exploring the edges and margins of our world through photographs and writing....from February 5, 2011...
I was too busy writing elsewhere to write here this time last year. So many words, so little time...
Roughly translated...
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Monthly Archives: August 2006
star of the silver screen
I have been working on a commission lately and I always find it a challenge – more than that – I’ve never managed to successfully blend writing content, writing code, and creating art at the same time. It’s all or … Continue reading
in the comfort zone
The Washington Post has recently (Sunday, August 6, 2006; Page N07) ran an article about my blog pal, Trevor Romain. Trevor is many things to many people. We first met at Blog Hui, March 2006. Our relationship quickly grew from … Continue reading
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reflecting on orange
God! Look at that guy. Could he be more cro-mangon? he’s such a hobo he’s scratching – urgh! he’s got cooties – hah – wait’ll I tell Shona… he wears a hoodie – a hoodie! cute butt tho he DID … Continue reading
Posted in walk shorts
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hope springs eternal…
Way back in May, I wrote about the Merchants of Misery. I concluded that people were motivated by misery – avoiding the stick was at least as strong a motivator as lurching for the carrot. Today I’ve realised that people … Continue reading
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the colour of color
On rare occasions I open a book and within a few moments – a cursory glance really – the energy and expertise of the author bounds up to me. Not exactly like a hyperactive puppy, but something akin to that. … Continue reading
Posted in book pile, stoking the creative fire
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more about short stories…
I think one of the most pleasing things about the flurry of blogs is the number of people chosing to use them to write short stories. I love short stories – they at least don’t consume a vast amount of … Continue reading
Posted in stoking the creative fire, walk shorts
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no sandwich, just the cheese
I slip below for a few days and when I surface I find people have been madly creating and working like wild things. I’m thrilled to see Grant has got 88.4 The Cheese up and running online. Online. Streaming radio. … Continue reading
Posted in music of the spheres
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just breathe
I haven’t written here for a while – it’s beginning to feel as though I’ve been holding my breath for days now. And now, surfacing, blowing out the air and gasping, sucking fresh air back in. There are two simple … Continue reading
Posted in explorations
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I have to admit it’s getting better…
There’s a good chance my writing here will be reduced over the next few days as we (Marica and I) take a few days out for planning an intensive project we’re working on. We’re very excited about the development of … Continue reading
Posted in reflective practice, urban diary
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feel the fear…
One of the things I’ve come to be disturbed about in my life is the realisation that having worked for a number of years, and prior to that there was the school years, just how long – how many years … Continue reading
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