Notes Archive for Observations

The universe is looking at itself. I am part of that happening and I have a series of previous experiences that allow me to see the world in a certain way. But how many of these experiences are my own? How much do I really see and understand and am…

We have managed to automate ourselves into an artificial heaven or hell. It must be heaven for some. Automated digital products clearly make it possible for some to achieve what seemed like complete science fiction not so long ago. We use machines to measure our steps, connect us to others,…

This is just a side note. As I was about to turn off this big screen here, I came across a small note from a very old friend. He commented on a picture I took almost 20 years ago. And he commented then. It did not take long until I…

I recently drove across Europe, in an over 30 year old camping bus. And I was trying to use as little diesel and oil as possible. But whom am I fooling. However, the experience was both profound and rejuvenating. Instead of death-scrolling, with my thumb, here I was slowly passing…

March first. Think later. Imagine what is on the other side of this crazy brown hill ahead. And then the imagination will possibly reward you, if it is not very good. And it will punish you if the expectations it built are unattainable.The beautiful patterns of temples. The mosaics over…

It will rain today. The storm will be heavy and water will pour down on London as if it had been carried over from the Baleares by some gigantic left hand. But for now it is a calm and gentle morning and the birds in the garden are easily out-singing…

When I first started writing here, it was to create a counterbalance from within myself and for myself. The twin towers had just been destroyed, and from their ashes emerged both the feelings of empathy and kindness but also eventually a certain amount of hate. After the first shock settled,…

The birds have calmed down now. Just a few are still talking. Or so it seems. The days are getting longer so quickly now. And the complex morning symphony is more intense and earlier in the day. Can’t at all describe what was happening around 4:30. The fox came back….

The birds have calmed down now. Just a few are still talking. Or so it seems. The days are getting longer so quickly now. And the complex morning symphony is more intense and earlier in the day. Can’t at all describe what was happening around 4:30. The fox came back….

Self medicated sleep deprivation. I think I. Remember that it works. At least it used to. It creates the illusion. Of quick decisions, a pretend-rational-bubble. It is a bit like being drunk on one’s own toxin-mix. Amplifiers can enter through the eyes, ears, mouth, skin. The possibilities are endless really….

The tea and the incense arrived at the same time. They were ordered from very different places. Yet here I am, looking at the tiny hot orange dot in the darkness, still feeling the energy of the freshly prepared Kuradashi Matcha, I just had the privilege to drink. I sat…

At the table in a smallest room of the apartment, with over a hundred boxes of books and items that would probably delight a hoarder more than me. I am staring at the big screen again, next to me a disk I am erasing completely, so I can give that…

It is enjoyable to use that not very well documented sense of location awareness to float through the apartment with eyes almost closed, in the middle of the night. The moon does make things easier, of course, and so do all the little lights and sounds around the apartment. The…

there is a storm hitting the windows right now. the sky is a dark white, yellowish, sounding like sheets of steel tin bouncing against the sparks of a large bonfire. the newspaper just landed outside of my door. saw my parents yesterday. showed them around the apartment. they looked very…

several walks today. variety of distances. several rolls of film. slowly getting used to shooting again. no i am not slowly getting used to shooting again. i have to relearn the most basic ways of seeing the connections that make decent pictures. finding that slideshow of some old photographs was…

I was allowed to sit by the window today. It was early and the diner was relatively empty. There I was, looking at the Bus stop, and at the man in front of me in the other booth. Behind him was a mirror and in the mirror was an older…