Friday, July 26, 2002

7.26.2

in the past, since WWII, the word "fascist" has usually been used in an overblown, over the top manner, especially when criticizing the US guvmnt. that's changing.

"Don't be alarmed by the word fascist. It's a term that is used for mindless respect for authority and uniforms, oppression, use of force, nationalism.

Whenever I'm in the USA, I see this all around me."
from
Plastic:

Thursday, July 25, 2002

7.25.2

one a day
one a day keeps the doctor away

Wednesday, July 24, 2002

7.24.2

an interesting stop on the cyber byway.
Fresh Art Text

Monday, July 22, 2002

7.22.2

this is what i want to do when i grow up. amazing. let it do it's thing, have fun.
snarg

Sunday, July 21, 2002

7.21.2

"He argues that the marketers do more than mirror the splits in the American social fabric, they accentuate them by designing media and advertisments that encourage contact between the narrow marketing segments and discourage those from outside the segment from coming in contact with the customized media using "signaling" and "branding" techniques."
from turow

7.21.2

i pruned my overwhelming number of bookmarks today and looked around to see what they were. a lot had disappeared into the cyber-ozone. Newcity was still around. check out the dick cheney piece:

"And for the first time, there were some faint signs the cows might be coming home to roost. Polls showed that the issue was beginning to stir the public, some of whom were starting to make vague connections between the corruption of Bush�s corporate pals and the fact that their nest eggs had been wiped out."

Saturday, July 20, 2002

7.20.2

july 02 watercolor
latest watercolor, finished yesterday

still don't have much to say about current war situation. massive reorganization of any institutional flow chart including federal govt. seems beside the point. the bizness metaphore that has invaded all aspects of our culture may be imploding, but the greed, dishonesty, and use of power to solve all problems has been around a long time, obvious to all, with no reaction from the populice except to ape the "biz" style and mode. the coming election will be interesting: my prediction: democrats lose, wheeler dealers, oligarchs, financial aristocrats win despite present unraveling.

a lot of my "ilk" have maintained an interest in ancient history during our short stay on the planet, despite it's disappearence as part of popular culture. this is a very full site you might want to bookmark and browse:
Ancient Classical History

Friday, July 19, 2002

7.19.2

a lot of nooks and crannies featuring various creative endeavors in various stages of completion and/or confusion. can you relate? i can.
artnetweb HOME

Thursday, July 18, 2002

7.18.2

the FBI is checking out library patrons and what they have been reading. no information will come of this misguided and unamerican activity, only noise, thank god. more files somewhere. maybe some of them will wonder into the stacks and pick up a book or two. who knows?
Zara Gelsey: Who's Reading Over Your Shoulder?

you've got to logon to this site, but the breadth of the reportage and the detail of current inanities is mind-blowing, no matter how bad you think our current "situation" is, you ain't seen nothing yet.
kuro5hin.org || technology and culture, from the trenches

Wednesday, July 17, 2002

7.17.2

things i've learned in the past couple of days:

the army spent 10 days recently investigating an enlisted man who called our president "a joke" in a letter to the editor in a newspaper.

in the world of academia, there are courses taught with titles like "transpersonal psychology", "conciousness", and "introduction to tibetan buddhism". maybe some of the extra-curricular activities of 40 years ago had more of an effect than i realized. i thought the only result was the reagan revolution. i wonder what goes on in these classes; are there questions like "will that be on the test?"?

the culture is in denial about the changing climate.

the next 20 years will see the largest migration of peoples worldwide in history (and prehistory).

it's an open question whether the turn against bizzness will translate into realization that we are living in disney themepark. pay your money, stand in line, get thrilled/tittalatted/adrenalized, feel proud you did it.

systems cannot save the system. there is a feeling of dread in the air (not to mention tangible pollution in the smokey mountains), everyone feels it, nobody knows what to do about it.

"crypto-fascisism", an offhand phrase coined i believe by gore vidal, may enter the lexicon. but it will be spoken very quietly. "star-chamber" may creep in too.

people are alarmed by the invasion of privacy, but the demise of the inner concious life has not hit home yet. there is no privacy to invade where there is no inner life.

it's been a couple of days like that.

Tuesday, July 16, 2002

7.16.2

A collection of good-looking websites that are built with minimalism in mind. Spare, sparse, elegant. Fast-loading. Good idea:
Textbased.com - minimalist web design, theory and discussions

"New York and Milpitas, Calif.-based Nielsen//NetRatings also found Mac users are 58 percent more likely than the average surfer to build Web pages and 53 percent more likely to seek out product reviews.

"The Apple elite also have a higher propensity to purchase online than the average surfer, with the most popular purchases falling into the computer hardware, software and music categories.

"On the other hand, Mac owners are less likely to read horoscopes online or play any kind of online game."
enuf said. from
Mac Users Rule Says Study

Monday, July 15, 2002

7.15.2

haven't posted in a day or so, i must have taken a few bad turns. so here:

forest for the trees

Saturday, July 13, 2002

7.13.2

This is a book i did the cover for, newly published. it is also a good read about a time and place that have slipped away.

Golden Thread


to buy the book send a check or money order for $14.00 ($12 plus $2.00 shipping and handling) to:

barbara scott
481 Turkey Ford Rd,
Dobson, NC 27017.

it will be available at select bookstores and a website soon. i'll post these when it happens.

Friday, July 12, 2002

7.12.2

i've spent a lot of time lately lost in the wilderness of digital audio production. here's my first MP3: give it a listen and have fun wondering what the hell i am doing.

Thursday, July 11, 2002

7.11.2

a conversation the other night i had with richard about the nature of the workplace started me looking for an article i found many years ago in a short-lived magazine, don't remember the name. i found it and link is below. amazingly prescient for it's time, all i remember about the author is that he was not some kid, but worked in the technical field. this is my favorite article of all time, read it.

"Directly or indirectly, work will kill most of the people who read these words."
from
The Abolition of Work

Wednesday, July 10, 2002

shhh...

Tuesday, July 9, 2002

starter went out on truck, delayed malfunction from a few months ago when i broke down in son eli's boondok house i think. meanwhile more flowers:

more flowers

Monday, July 8, 2002

i've been so unverbal lately. politics, the economy, the corporate oligarchy, the changing mental-world (no, not mental-ward) that we inhabit, they all seem pretty distant. i've been painting flowers.

lost flowers of the mind decay

Saturday, July 6, 2002

fat band people, poke around in this: the head-space project : v5

Friday, July 5, 2002

blogger is down, don't know when this will appear. BUT i had a very nice 4th, potluck at the reily's, thank you tom and cathy. plus when i got back no fireworks extravaganza at the grove park inn, thank you whomever.

at the library today, due to lack of funds they can't purchase "shaky", neil young bio i'll read one of these days.

about the corporate oligarchy we live in today: it's new, it's different, and it works because the public buys into it (literally) because they get something in return. like the 9th century serf who got something in return. "Feudal lords protect underlings in exchange for obedience and labor. The basis of feudal empires --power and glory" from A Shambhala Interview with Ken Wilber.

what we get today is the illusion or hope that we can be "our own boss", plus glitter, glitz, and adrenalin. in exchange for a world where there is "no room to be anybody" (bob dylan).

the 2 g. bushes and laura are on the cover of "the nation" this week wearing crowns.

Wednesday, July 3, 2002

early morning thunder outside, i guess i'll shut this thing down soon. here's is a noble weblog experiment i stumbled on, lot's of potential implications. i guess it's necessary but not sure why.
RAM otherwise known as Random Access Memory. lives up to it's title. could probably use a javascript button that randomly grabs and displays a content selection.

Tuesday, July 2, 2002

really frustrating day. working on a watercolor that is just not going anywhere, but i gotta go with it. then long hours twitching midi software, getting down to kinks and bizarre crashes, self-generated sequences combined with aliatory audio tracks. fascinating stuff but i think i better step away for a day or two. pleasant phone call from friend jim, the only voice i heard all day. until this evening when i got out of the house and attended a small discussion group concerning the work of ken wilber who nobody can understand. pleasant interesting bunch of folks, thanks richard.

if you are curious why noone understands wilber, try this. the interesting thing seems to be that somewhere in there he is articulating something many of us feel but have not figured out how to say - because we don't know what it is.

"Moreover, for the last several decades, the various Third World groups, factions, insurrectionists, and even terrorists have actually adopted the postmodernist lingo coming out of American universities in order to justify their actions. Green pluralism maintains, in its extreme--and most common--forms, that culturally there is no good or bad, no better or worse: there are no universal standards by which we may judge one culture to be better or worse than another. In fact, we cannot say anything about an Other that the Other would not say about itself. Period. To attempt to speak of the Other in terms other than those of the Other is to commit a horrible crime known as a 'metanarrative.' Rather, all cultural values are essentially equal..."

from
Ken Wilber Online: A Summary of Integral Psychology

Monday, July 1, 2002

"Great art suspends the reverted eye, the lamented past, the anticipated future; we enter it with the timeless present; we are with God today, perfect in our manner and mode, open to the riches and the glories of a realm that time forgot, but that great art reminds us of: not by it's content, but by what it does in us: suspends the desire to be elsewhere."

-- The Eye of Spirit, p. 135-136
The world of Ken Wilber

Saturday, June 29, 2002

"Harvard Business School professor Rosabeth Kanter, in her book World Class, tells us that the future belongs to those who are willing to give up their loyalties to community and nation to seek personal financial success in the global economy. She warns that those who remain loyal to people and places will be left behind."

that's what i'm afraid of.

from
cj guidebook citation

i wish i could comment on the politics of the day, but words fail me. a populice ruled by corporate oligarchy almost totally involved with electronic bread and circuses and easy ignorence. the biggest problem i see is the acceptance of the status quo and the need not to know. the only faint hope is, it seems to me, the slowly increasing visceral discomfort people are beginning to feel. feeling, not thinking. as if there is...something wrong.

Friday, June 28, 2002

"this i want to give to you because i wrote it down this morning. [he laughs as i read the the paper he hands me.]

judge me not by the number of times i have failed, but by the nunber of times i have succeeded, which is in direct proportion to the number of times i've failed and kept on trying."

from
Will the Circle Be Unbroken?
Reflections on Death, Rebirth, and Hunger for a Faith
by Studs Terkel

Thursday, June 27, 2002








happy birthday erichappy birthday nicole

Happy Birthday Eric & Nicole

Tuesday, June 25, 2002

nother pome. song? chosen at random.

Since I fell
Through empty air
I can't tell
Here from there

We need to talk
From then to now
While we Walk
Tell me how.

Monday, June 24, 2002

email fowarded by a friend of a friend of a friend:

In Japan, they have replaced the impersonal and unhelpful Microsoft
error messages with Haiku poetry messages. Haiku poetry has strict
construction rules - each poem has only 17 syllables; 5 syllables in the first, 7 in the second, 5 in the third. They are used to communicate a timeless message, often achieving a wistful, yearning and powerful insight through extreme brevity. Here are 16 actual error messages from Japan.

Below, the essence of Zen:
---------------------------------------------------
Your file was so big.
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
-------------------------------------------
The Web site you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.
-------------------------------------------
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
-----------------------------------------------
Program aborting:
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
------------------------------------------------
Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
--------------------------------------------------
Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.
---------------------------------------------------
First snow, then silence.
This thousand-dollar screen dies
So beautifully.
---------------------------------------------------
With searching comes loss
And the presence of absence:
"My Novel" not found.
--------------------------------------------------
The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao- until
You bring fresh toner.
--------------------------------------------------
Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
---------------------------------------------------
A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.
--------------------------------------------------
Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
---------------------------------------------------
You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
---------------------------------------------------
Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
------------------------------------------------
Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.
---------------------------------------------------
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
---------------------------------------------------

Sunday, June 23, 2002

6.23.2

since i've got nothing to say today i thought i'd post the following from the following; it is from a collection of words i have been assembling from notes i wrote here there and almost everywhere. i'm going to make a book out of them, or maybe songs.

Keeping track of traffic
There's nothing else to do
Forget about the roadblocks
It's strictly up to you

I stood there for a moment
And forgot why I had heard
The lonely hum of light rays
Singing like a bird

The trees flex and wave
Slowly like the breeze
That stirs the clouds above
And puts me on my knees.

Saturday, June 22, 2002

6.22.2

well today is still today. so far so good. thoughts i have briefly received this past week:

the story is the essence of life. we all have a story. something is telling our story. failing that, we try to tell our story nonstop somewhere in the back of our brain. so we can live.

if there is no story there is no us. and if that were so, the statement would be meaningless. maybe there cannot not be a story because if there were no story there would be no statement to that effect. or maybe that would be the story.

what if our situation here is one of exile? put here by a mystery and then the mystery departs. deus abscandus, the god who split.

maybe we are left here, as the gnostics seem to think, with just a hint, a spark of something real within, but we hide from that the way god hides from us.

when and if we finally know we're going to die, the question becomes how to live.

robin williams says: "You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it."

what else? oh yeah, i broke my guitar string again.

Friday, June 21, 2002

6.21.2

chris at jim's ranch
chris in jim's kitchen when he realizes it's after 8 o'clock

"In the last 15 years alone, software defects have wrecked a European satellite launch, delayed the opening of the hugely expensive Denver airport for a year, destroyed a NASA Mars mission, killed four marines in a helicopter crash, induced a U.S. Navy ship to destroy a civilian airliner, and shut down ambulance systems in London, leading to as many as 30 deaths."
Technology Review - Why Software Is So Bad

a good description of the tech hallucination so many of us believe is real. rush to market = profits = klunky software.

bookmark this: CounterPunch. newsletter edited by alexander cockburn and jeffrey st. clair. in todays climate, this is necessary muckraking.

ran across this by old friend tucker. intresting story with a moral.

Thursday, June 20, 2002

6.20.2

from an old email (cleaning up my inbox): more on the bush dynasty:

> Judicial Watch, the public interest law firm that investigates
> and prosecutes government corruption and abuse, reacted with
> disbelief to The Wall Street Journal report of yesterday that
> George H.W. Bush, the father of President Bush, works for the bin
> Laden family business in Saudi Arabia through the Carlyle Group, an
> international consulting firm. The senior Bush had met with the bin
> Laden family at least twice. (Other top Republicans are also
> associated with the Carlyle group, such as former Secretary of State
> James A. Baker.)
> The terrorist leader Osama bin Laden had supposedly been
> "disowned" by his family, which runs a multi-billion dollar
> business in Saudi Arabia and is a major investor in the senior
> Bush's firm. Other reports have questioned, though, whether
> members of his Saudi family have truly cut off Osama bin Laden.
> Indeed, the Journal also reported yesterday that the FBI has
> subpoenaed the bin Laden family business's bank records.
> Judicial Watch earlier this year had strongly criticized
> President Bush's father's association with the Carlyle Group,
> pointing out in a March 5 statement that it was a "conflict of
> interest (which) could cause problems for America's foreign
> policy in Middle East and Asia." Judicial Watch called for the
> senior Bush to resign from the firm then. "This conflict of
> interest has now turned into a scandal. The idea of the
> President's father, an ex-president himself, doing business
> with a company under investigation by the FBI in the terror
> attacks of September 11 is horrible. President Bush should not
> ask, but demand, that his father pull out of the Carlyle
> Group," stated Judicial Watch Chairman and General Counsel
> Larry Klayman.
> "This has the potential of making 'Billygate' (Jimmy Carter's
> brother's dealings with Libya) look like small potatoes," added
> Judicial Watch President Tom Fitton.
> See "Bin Laden Family Could Profit From a Jump In Defense
> Spending Due to Ties to U.S. Bank," by Daniel Golden, James
> Bandler, and Marcus Walker, The Wall Street Journal,
> 9/28/01(www.wsj.com, subscription required).

Wednesday, June 19, 2002

6.19.2

so far today is today. at the local convenience store i had a chance to chat with a very nice palastenian clerk there. no politics, but he talked about the difference between daily life here and there. at home during "normal" times he worked in his garden and flower shop until about one in the afternoon, went home, cleaned up, maybe took a short rest, and for the rest of the day lived a life consisting of friends, conversation, etc., the way we once did here in this country. he kept a stack of books by his bed which he read daily. here, he worked and slept a little. no reading. no time.

i once worked with a couple of indians who agreed that here we have a time-based culture, but when they returned to thier villages they enjoyed a relationship based culture, where there was time to visit with friends and family. a disappearing world.

why? profit and big money, speaking of which you might check this (long) piece out: Clamor Magazine - Heir to the Holocaust. ps - the bush dynasty featured.

Monday, June 17, 2002

6.17.2

the 2002 republican strategy as revealed by lost file can be found here. warning: it's a slow loading pdf file. i believe the origional disk lost by an intern contained a powerpoint presentation that the .pdf may be made from. it certainly looks like powerpoint: ugly, klunky, minimum amount of information contained per k.

there are those that think that the wide-spread use of microsoft powerpoint is partly responsible for the lack of real thought in so many institutions: corporations, politics, any large organization where a headline followed by three bulleted generic items passes for discourse. i'm one of them. but i think it's use has just reinforced lack of thought, not caused it.

Sunday, June 16, 2002

6.16.2

it has come to my attention that the political and social commentary i used to ramble on about on this site is slowly evaporating. why is this? well, it just seems so distant and unreal to me. the deluge of "current events" has left me behind. none of it seems real.

however there is no doubt that unfortunate things are happening behind the scenes that may impact our daily existence way beyond what is apparent:

the nature of our government and the world of business is changing rapidly. most of these changes are "secret", that is not immediately visible in the public arena. this despite, or because of, the "war" and enron etc.

the neo-democracy that our government is transforming into has more to do with public relations, advertising, and profit than democracy.

the citizenry of USA is in a state of denial about just about everything.

dissenting voices are hard to hear.

most folks are willingly ignorant of some of the most extreme changes the country has ever experienced.

but even those of us who refuse to think are feeling the pressure and "wrongness" of the current situation.

the underlying unease of the current situation can be felt by all, but is attributed to the wrong sources.

the country has been taken over by the mega-rich in a very real way - most of them have been working on this for a long time, and their time has come.

profit justifies anything, including secrecy and manipulation of an uncomfortable but compliant populace.

Saturday, June 15, 2002

6.15.2

Plastic: PwC Consulting Changes Name To: Monday
Awesome Gary keeps it appropriately brief: "The consulting arm of PricewaterhouseCoopers, has decided to change it's name to Monday."

Friday, June 14, 2002

6.14.2

i took my daily walk today for the first time this year. flowers are blooming and it's not winter. hope i can get back into this habit.

No More Mr. Nice Guy!
Take the No More Mr. Nice Guy! Self-Assessment

Plutocracy and Politics
a ny times piece on kevin phillips new book "wealth and democracy". he seems to be saying that the out-of balance present situation and cultural denial that this is so doesn't look good for the future of democracy. and it doesn't, does it?

Thursday, June 13, 2002

6.13.2

az
watercolor i painted for my dad - father's day

haven't been thinking about anything much lately. except the thought that thoughts are disguised emotions and emotions are disguised...something. i recall james hillman saying something along the lines that the subtle body we hear so much about from various sources may be the somatic unconciousness. stuff like that.

Tuesday, June 11, 2002

6.11.2

outdoors ink
last week's ink

todays plan is to finish watercolor and get it in mail for father's day. and add a few more scribblings to manuscript of odd notes i have found in my pockets and other places over the last 2 years. then i think i will hide under bed for a few days.

received an interesting petition fowarded by tucker, "not in our name". excerpts:

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A STATEMENT OF CONSCIENCE
NOT IN OUR NAME


Let it not be said that people in the United States did nothing when their government declared a war without limit and instituted stark new measures of repression.

The signers of this statement call on the people of the U.S. to resist the policies and overall political direction that have emerged since September 11, 2001, and which pose grave dangers to the people of the world...
[snip]
...But the mourning had barely begun, when the highest leaders of the land unleashed a spirit of revenge. They put out a simplistic script of good vs. evil that was taken up by a pliant and intimidated media. They told us that asking why these terrible events had happened verged on treason. There was to be no debate. There were by definition no valid political or moral questions. The only possible answer was to be war abroad and repression at home...
[snip]
...In our name, the government has brought down a pall of repression over society. The President's spokesperson warns people to watch what they say. Dissident artists, intellectuals, and professors find their views distorted, attacked, and suppressed. The so-called Patriot Act along with a host of similar measures on the state level gives police sweeping new powers of search and seizure, supervised if at all by secret proceedings before secret courts...
[snip]
...We must take the highest officers of the land seriously when they talk of a war that will last a generation and when they speak of a new domestic order. We are confronting a new openly imperial policy towards the world and a domestic policy that manufactures and manipulates fear to curtail rights.

for more info:
Contact the Not In Our Name statement at: nionstatement@hotmail.com
----------------------------------------

Monday, June 10, 2002

6.10.2

monday morning. if i can finish living maintenance chores today i plan to hibernate for a few days. i've been on the go since last fall when sally my ex-wife was diagnosed with lung cancer. she died early january. my mother died early april. i spent 3 weeks in arizona with my father. a visit to Baba Center was much needed relief. then my daughter was victim/witness in serial-rapist trial. that was over last week. today i want to finish watercolor for my dad (father's day). then i'll hide under bed for a few days.

very useful link for bibliophiles like me:
The Internet Classics Archive: 441 searchable works of classical literature

and some internet pizzaz for you high bandwidth folks:
theculture-simon tyszko

Sunday, June 9, 2002

6.9.2

having a nice quiet sunday but did manage to spend the whole day in front of the computer working with songs. here's one:

another interesting link, a little heavy on tech, but something real interesting about old maps:

"...about some stone maps that have been found in China that may date to some 120 million years ago. The map appears to be a topographical relief map done on a scale 1 : 1.1 Kilometers. To blockquote:

The map indicates the use of civil engineering to
create a system of channels about 12,000 km in
length and 500 meters wide, and 12 dams that are
300-500 meters wide.

Their work is being peer reviewed in the scientific community, so there is some hope and reasonable possibility that this is not a hoax."

kuro5hin.org || technology and culture, from the trenches

Saturday, June 8, 2002

6.8.2

seen on highway 40, heading west:

"the best things in life
aren't things".

Friday, June 7, 2002

6.7.2

after a long and exhausting trip i am ready to drive back to aville. i visited friends jim and marsha/doug, my children and grandchildren. truck towing and repair was added bonus.

but i spent most of the time in a hillsboro courtroom. serial rapist dwayne edwards was convicted yesterday. my daughter was one of the victims and a witness.

the wait for a verdict, the reading of the verdict, and the sentencing was highly emotional and brought tears to many eyes including my own. the other victims, their families, the assitant DA and his staff, the detectives, and the ladies of the rape crisis center were all great people who went beyond the call of duty in the interests of justice. the judge said the system worked. it would not have worked without these folks

story

Tuesday, June 4, 2002

6.2.2

after a long day yesterday of phone calls and waiting 2 hours for a tow truck, i said let's do it tomorrow. i didn't feel well at all during the whole day, reckon it's from the 2 or 3 preceding days, too much exhaustion, even tho i've been sleeping well.

woke up early and painted a watercolor i would very much like to finish because i've got another to paint right after it.

truck towed to tim's auto shop, they've already got the clutch fixed, it was the master cylinder so i guessed right on that. but it won't turn over, starter motor is asleep. i think it has something to do with electricity, not the starter motor. but then doesn't everything?

Monday, June 3, 2002

6.3.2

the content of this blog suddenly shifts (again) (no pun intended) today to the personal foibles of yours truly. truck quit at eli's out in the country, had it towed into the urban remainder of chapel hill usa yesterday. i think the clutch master/slave cylinders, or at least one of them, is kaput. no loss of fluid. trying to monkey with it early sunday morning i somehow activated the do not start if not in neutral or clutch depressed interlock so now it won't turn over.

as soon as i sign off here i begin the find-a-shop-to-fix-it routine. breaking down on the road has it's own quality. it could be worse, i unloaded all my camping gear and toys (guitar, shortwave radio, watercolors) which are temporarily housed in daughter nicole/husband doug's garage. trial in hillsborough plods on. if i am still here when final arguments, summations, whatever they are called take place i'll attend. meanwhile it's off to the world of auto repair.

Saturday, June 1, 2002

6.1.2

sunday evening, parked under a tree at my son eli melissa, and grandaughter lily's. big rain storm finally got here, i hope it cools the sultry weather. i am experiencing some kind of clutch linkage problem, will look carefully at it in the am when i can think (i hope). big decision coming as to whether to nurse it back to asheville or (shudder) try and get it fixed in foreign country (chapel hill usa).

i am here because my daughter is a witness, along with two other women, in a rape and assault trial. spent some of thursday and a lot of friday at trial. the defense is hitting on the police procedures:

"you mean you didn't keep your hand written-notes after you input them into computer??!!"

answer i hope is given next week:"no, i am trained to take notes and create reports from them".

the defense objected non-stop to the reading of any police report that quoted anyone unless it was corraberating (i'm on the road - don't know how to spell this) someone's testamony. the judge sustained these objections.

i'm not a lawyer but i play one on tv. why can't a police report, filed on a certain date, be read in court, presented as what it is, a police report, a"snapshot" of what the police thought was going on at the time?

anyway to see a lawyer doing his business picking apart methods of work on a highly technical and arcane basis instead of dealing with the suspect's guilt or innocence is a sorry sight indeed. he is a public defender and "just doing his job". see article in durham herald.

Friday, May 31, 2002

5.31.5

i'm at jim c.'s typing this and the keyboard is doing strange things. jim says that taking typing is what makes going to high school worthwhile. this is about word wrapping or word rapping so it just keeps going.

Thursday, May 30, 2002

5.30.2

i'm at eli, melissa, and lily's. overcast heavy day. will visit with nicole this afternoon i hope.
meanwhile been looking at this site with ie/windows. definite problem with quictime (even after updating it. what's wierd is sometimes the midis play and sometimes they dont. and picture below (hill.jpg) doesn't show. will fix the latter, hum a little about the latter.

Wednesday, May 29, 2002

5.29.2

i'm off to chapel hill for the next 7 or so days. hope to visit a lot of friends. my 3 children, -in-laws and 2 grandchildren are all going thru a lot of changes and i hope to have some quiet time with them all.

here's a quickie i did early this morning. some mornings the quickest way for me to get going is to work with the muse:

done while groggy


and here's a midi file i just did. will switch to mp3's soon; this will take a lot of the guesswork out of what you hear.

now i gotta get outa here, i'm running late.

Monday, May 27, 2002

5.27.2

pleasant afternoon at the reilys. i don't have much to say these days so i'm dipping into my collection of random scribbles. here's one i found today.

"you cant have your question and answer it too.
i knew too far when i knew it was you.
three am madness weathers the storm.
already gladness is fading a form.
i walk without magic without a care.
because if im here you must be there."

Saturday, May 25, 2002

5.25.2

memorial day weekend - heading out to party at john r.'s. i've been dinking around with blog archive formatting all morning. still isn't making any sense. for such a "laid back" guy i must have a touch of compulsevness because simple curiousity could not drive a person to spend so long tapping at the keyboard with such a beautiful day waiting outside.

Friday, May 24, 2002

5.244.2

now here is a home page that is to be admired. check out the stuff on the working world.

"a platform for self-expression"
analyticalQ presents self-expression, world travel, flexibility

5.24.2

here's an item i stumbled across; something we all already know i guess. wonder why it's news?

ABCNEWS.com : Hippie Culture Just Keeps Truckin' On
"The truth of the matter is that there are literally millions of people in this country who still live with and are interested in the ideals of the counterculture."

maybe the interesting part about this item is how we as a culture recycle the past, usually turning it into a cartoon in the process. time keeps movin' on.

Wednesday, May 22, 2002

5.222.2

interesting item:

from Letters to the Editor, The New York Times, May 21, 2002:

To the Editor:

It was perceptive of President Bush to discover that "second-guessing"
the president is "second nature" in Washington (front page, May 18).
It's called presidential accountability.

The Constitution gives every member of the Senate and the House - not
merely the members of the toothless intelligence committees - the right,
even the responsibility, to question, censure and criticize an unduly
arrogant, incompetent or secretive president, to advise him, to investigate him, to subpoena, debate, denounce, impeach or even second-guess him.

After President Richard M. Nixon sought to be above all that, James
Mann, a South Carolina Democrat, warned his colleagues on the House
Judiciary Committee considering Nixon's impeachment, "If there is no
accountability, another president will feel free to do as he chooses."

If Congress fails to second-guess the president, the press will. That's
also in the Constitution.

TED SORENSEN
New York, May 20, 2002

The writer was special counsel to President John F. Kennedy.

5.22.2

hill

i got back from the Baba center last night. delightful, extrordinary visit, the first in over 30 years that i have made. i was asked repeatedly why it took me so long to come back and all i could say was "time". i finished the watercolor above while i was there - it is not of the center which is a very beautiful place; i hope some of the photos i took while wondering around i can turn into watercolor. i met a lot of new and old (sometimes both) friends there.

meanwhile i gotta do laundry.

Friday, May 17, 2002

5.17.5

leaving for a 6 hour drive to the Meher Baba Center in myrtle beach sc. i'll be back monday.

meanwhile here is an email fowarded to me by tucker clark. pay attention:
------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dear Mr. Gephardt,

Today's news says you are about to convene inquiry into what the Bush
administration knew of possible terrorist plans before September 11.

To which I say, Finally! Thank goodness someone in Congress is waking up
enough, and summoning enough courage in the face of seriously slanted
polls, to start questioning.

While you're putting together your questions, you might consider these
points:

1. the Bush family-Bin Laden family connections

2. the Bush family (father and son) and Carlyle Group connections

3. the Bin Laden support for Dubya's first job in the oil business

4. Bush hosting the Taliban in Texas in 1995 in an effort to gain
approval for a trans-Afghanistan pipeline

5. the Unocal connection, including Karzai

6. Bush's continued support of the Taliban right up until early
September

7. the recent announcement that Unocal is, after all, going to be able
to build a pipeline across Afghanistan, now that there is an amenable
government in Kabul

8. the real question: what deal went so wrong that Bin Laden wants to
kill a lot of people for it?

No, I am not a black-helicopter conspiracy theorist, but I do read the
news from sources other than the very narrow reporting of the Washington
press corps, and I put together the pieces, and I ask questions.

Millions of other Americans are asking these questions, too, worried
about where their government is headed and why their civil rights are
being abridged. If the Dems are going to be anything other than a lapdog
for Bush and Ashcroft, they'd better start asking tough questions, as
well.

Sincerely,

Mary Grace Butler

Tuesday, May 14, 2002

5.14.2

a look at the (possible) self-organizing principle that may happen in the weblog world. like so many things on the web today, this involves google:

"The bloggers have the potential to do something far more original than offer up packaged opinions on the news of the day; they can actually help organize the Web in ways tailored to your minute-by-minute needs."
Salon.com Technology | Use the blog, Luke

and another google wrinkle:
net art : adwords happening

Monday, May 13, 2002

5.13.2

drew in arizona

here's a pen and ink and watercolor i did recently while in arizona.

here's a huge and (to me) interesting site, lots of odds and ends, james hillman is highly visible, probably needs to be taken in small doses: Archetypal Psych Talk

Friday, May 10, 2002

5.10.2

had a great morning and a dark, moody afternoon. what's up? i got to thinking a little about jung's typology and the myers-briggs personality test. the personality types that jung posited are not set in concrete, and he was the first to say they represented just one useful way to look at personal temperments.

i have taken the Myers-Briggs test over a 30 year period, and the results are always the same: INFP. so what?

well "know thyself" seems to take all the time in a liftime, besides it can be kind of fun to decode this information; almost none of the attributes mean what you think they mean.

whole lot of stuff about this here: The Psychology of C.G. Jung Body and Temperament Types of W. H. Sheldon.
5.10.5

5.10a.5

new search engine; a little buggy on my system, ithe idea is to present google search results (ranked by traffic) combined with statistics on the site, plus user reviews. if the reviews catch on, that is if users take the interest and time to review the site, it might turn out in time to be interesting and maybe even useful:
Alexa Web Search - In Association with Amazon.coms

5.10.2

speaking of swarms, check this out :BioMedNet News and Comment

Wednesday, May 8, 2002

5.8.2

i love this kind of headline; maybe it's the use of the ex-oxymoron "swarm intelligence". my swarm intelligence reminds me that the opening line of one of tom dellilo's books is: "the future belongs to the crowd".

Swarm Music is believed to be the first application of swarm intelligence to music.

Tuesday, May 7, 2002

5.7.2

still don't have much to say. installed new memory in G3. took a walk and some pictures of flowers. put the 10th wash down on a watercolor. if i weren't trying to slim down the number of books to read in my old age, i'd add a bunch of these:
The Professor's Bookshelf: Recommended Reading Charles T. Tart Home Page and Consciousness Library Online

5.7.2

added a new midi file to multimedia section. my latest theory: midi files and mov files play fine on macs (via quicktime). on windows, midi files play via MS media player (altho i'm not sure what voices it uses) or some other midi internet helper app. movies play only if QuickTime is loaded (80% of PCs last count).

so maybe you want to do something collabortive with your computer. (i do). link below might do the trick, altho i'd rather my digital machine be used to predict meme patterns (or something like that).

BBC News | SCI/TECH | Worldwide weather watchers wanted

Monday, May 6, 2002

5.6.2

i'm finding it hard to write about anything because it all just seems the same. an endless wind of sameness. so i'll guess i'll do the quote thing while i'm banging out the shape of this blog.

Quotes "Memory believes before knowing remembers."
-William Faulkner

Sunday, May 5, 2002

5.5.2

back home in the bunker.

thinking about how i avoid talking about the personal on this site. a virtual denmark. but maybe some sort of narritive will emerge.

this dicussed in general in interesting interview of blogger creator ev:

"And for day-to-day intelligence gathering and staying informed, amused, or even entertained, browsing a few blogs from well-informed, articulate, like-minded people who are out there finding things that may be interesting to you and commenting on them is way more efficient and rewarding than going from news site to news site."

..."Also, not being afraid to add your own personality is important. A big part of what attracts people to blogs is their personal nature, as opposed to corporate media, but some people aren't comfortable enough to let themselves show, so they tend to be less interesting than they could be."

on the other hand, there's this - seems like a joke now but might become...something new in a new world:BBC News | SCI/TECH | Here come the ratbots

Saturday, May 4, 2002

5.4.2

cool. someone told me today this site was reviewed. probably he forgot address, tried search engine, and found this review.

i think it's pretty fair.

[BTW i was suppossed to review "dramimine" which i did but never put it up because of mother's death and lack of time. will fix thix.]

"thinking outloud" is i believe mentioned, and that is what i guess i am doing. not only does this demonstrate the pointlessness of thinking, but also samuel butler's quip:"life is like learning to play the violin on stage in front of a packed audience" comes to mind.

cause i don't know what this site is for. never have. just some blips off the top of my head, don't know how to document minute-by-minute life with words, more twinkle and blinkle needed to comminicate mood, perplexity, muse beyond words, cold eye on passing scene. passing very fast. sprinkle with images that have arrived from somewhere special delivery.

in arizona i hope to record my father who in mid 80's is youngest of 4 living brothers and sisters. want to talk to them all together at rosie's (the eldest) 90th birthday this december. now that would be content, because the world we each live in is in the process of dissappearing fast. whether written text can preserve part of these worlds is an open question but i like the idea of doing it just for the doing of it. (BTW our turn to lose our world is next.)

daughter nicole phoned tonight, her testimony not required till june trial rather than next week.so i'm not leaving monday for chapel hill and moral support which is a blessing. i need some free recovery minutes.

in order to keep off the streets the rest of the year my program is to 1) fix midis and quicktimes so they'll play under windows; 2) link image archive thumbnails to bigger images; and 3) watch my nails grow, watch my breath, learn some music; and 4) be ambivalant about death.

Thursday, May 2, 2002

5.2.2

Modern Peasant is Back
prescott

been in arizona since the 12th of april. mom's funeral and spent some time with my father who needs a little moral support but i think he is going to be all right, has clear priorties and knows what he will have to do, for example flying again, getting out a little. he knows it will all take time.

saw lots of relatives and friends. enjoyed meeting patrick and kathy and hannah in prescott. seeing cousin joe who i see once every 15 years, hope we can make it sooner next time. pleasant visit with sister jane, husband fred and children jon and anne in phoenix. thanks much to ann and janet for a very fiendly and peaceful bar b q send off.

jet lag is a lot like confusion; something is different but i'm not sure what. above watercolor painted on dad's front porch. cold turkey on computer time but did find out that midi and quicktime i have up is not playing well at all under windows. will fix.

Friday, April 19, 2002

4.19.5

i'm in prescott az updating this thing thanks to my father's neighbors katy and patrick. i arrived last monday (i think). my mom's funeral was last thursday; it was a roman catholic service - mom converted last year - first time i have been in a roman catholic church in 30 years or so. service was very nice, preacher was great (i guess i should call him a "priest", southern roots showing).


i'm staying awhile with my dad who is doing really well under the circumstances. i'll be here until last week in april, maybe first week in may. i need to be back in chapel hill nc by the 6th of may for a trial my daughter nicole is testifying in; she needs moral support.


been trying to paint the western mountain landscape, very different than smoky mountain green. will visit some relatives in phoenix i don't see often enough before i leave. after that "the future is uncertain, the end is always near" (jim morrison). reading "the crackup" by f. scott fitzgerald. a couple of chapters in it are the best thing he ever wrote in my opinion. aftermath stuff, after it's all (almost) over. here's a sample:


"i felt; therefore i was"



not as negative in it's context, but something to think about. i'll post more about it later. gotta go now and catch a coyote.

Sunday, April 7, 2002

4.7.2

Modern Peasant on Hiatus
back april 29th.

going to arizona to attend mom's funeral and spend some time with my dad. meanwhile, here's the word on my week.

i don't speak astrology, but this guy seems to hit the nail on the head quite often. rob brezsney:"free will astrokogy". i believe that dealing with the realities is a good thing to do, depending... but maybe all at the same time is not such a good idea. i also believe this is the artist's delimma.

aquarius early april

Thursday, April 4, 2002

4.4.2

mom
Winona Parsons

my mother passed away last night. she was a unique lady. she fought cumulative heart problems right up to the end. she knew what she was up against but never gave up. may she rest in peace.

"I rise above the crescent moon to the seven stars, beyond the history of man, beyond numbers and words that bind us. From the earth I rise like a falcon of gold released from a blue egg. I fly above and below the great worlds. I take the shape of a young girl working. In my belly I carry the seed that becomes me. Praise the corn that rots and the sedge that rises. Praise the emerald heart of earth. Praise the coming and going of creatures, the constancy of the world and the word.

I come from light and to light I return. My talons grasp the ring of colors: the gold beak of dawn, the blue eye of day , the deep red blood of dusk . I rise . In truth I burst on the world like an arrow flung from darkness, sparks of fire from my forehead like burning stars streak the sky. I gather myself, thought and bone, and burst again into flight. I soar and know the god who speaks with the voice of flame.

I am one of the great ones sitting in a field of corn. I eat and I am nourished. In turn I offer myself, the bread of air, the white spirit of fire. I am a falcon of gold. I burn with a passion and lie still . I flare and smolder, live and die in a breath. I sail on gold wings that fan the blaze. I am consumed by fire. This is what I was born to do: to live, to love, to know, to change and embrace the infinite. I shall not forget my becoming."

from "awakening osiris: the egyptian book of the dead" translated by Normandi Ellis.

Wednesday, April 3, 2002

4.3.2

about the middle east today i'm speechless. about the citizens of the usa and israel i'm stunned. so much doublespeak. we're paying for the distruction of a people.

yesterday when i noted that bush was "a jingle a day" man, i meant that in this time of disintegrating public discourse when we could use someone like charles barkley to stand up and talk sense, we have instead president bush who seems to get programmed each day to say one snippet, slogan, glib alliterative phrase over and over and over until the next day. i'm sure his handlers are from the ad world where the same principle has been gradually eroding the minds of "the consumer" for some time now. hitler used the Big Lie. today the powers that be in the usa (and believe me, they do be) use the little, short, catchy lie repeated endlessly for a heartbeat until the next one is churned out.

have a nice day.

Tuesday, April 2, 2002

4.2.2

maybe i'm not seeing what is happening in the middle east clearly. to me the problem seems simple, though not the answer. a people from far away dispossess another people, takes their land, fields, and homes, and puts the inhabitants in refugee camps. they do this on the on the authority of god. the victims and fair-minded onlookers see it as unfair.

the initial dispossession is done with the help of a few powerful nation states, and the invaders are continually financed and assisted by the world's most powerful nation state.

it might be worth mentioning here something from tom friedman's book "the lexus and the olive tree":

"if you planted a tree between jerusalem and tel aviv, visit it soon. it may not be there much longer because by 2020 the area from haifa to tel aviv to jerusalem is likely to become one big, seamless urban megalopolis. israelis are building as if they lived in australia-more is better, bigger is better, wider is better. if current population trends continue, israeli, outside the negev desert, will soon be one of the most densely populated countries in the world." (p.309)

and now they finish off the refugee camps, shutting down (or worse) arafat while blaming him and his people for the whole rout. and this from the people who invented the mossad and the stern gang.

so what is absolutely the worst thing about this horrible mess? there are a lot of candidates but my vote goes to the american citizen who seems to listen to "a jingle a day" bush and beam at the atrocities being committed right now. you've heard of the "good germans" during WWII, the stable, conventional citizens who went about their business while the jews were being exterminated? the "good americans" who ignore the sordid, prolonged, and vicious treatment of a people being eradicated are much worse. the germans could not see the warsaw ghetto destruction while it was happening

enough. i'm going to go watch disneyland.

Monday, April 1, 2002

4.1.2

toccoa ga.
i'm back home and glad to be. heard via electronic grapevine that there was concern for my health because my recent posts have been so short. i'm fine. the reason posts have lacked customery incisive commentary is that i've been camped out in 4 cylinder yurt for 6 of the last 11 days (where i sketched the scene above). also engaged in a lot of projects all of a sudden:
  • paint watercolor landscapes, print via giclee, sell, pay bills.
  • kludging together some kind of digital recording/mixing setup, operating out of my hip pocket
  • programming various little utitlities and applets using realbasic. definite challange for dyslexic like myself
  • edit and print book of 150 ditties i have accumulated, later add color a la "illustrated rumi"
  • finish image archive links
so tommorrow back to the digital grindstone with the question "how is rumala 2002 different from warsaw ghetto whatever year that was?"

Thursday, March 28, 2002

3.28.2

leaving in the morning for chapel hill where i hope to spend a little time with children and grandchildren. today i picked up a giclee (accent over the last "e", i'll figure out later how to put it on the page) print of five of my pictures, pretty impressive. i'll be using this technique to produce western north carolina landscapes, soon i hope. there are still some missing pieces in my repetoire at this point.

this morning i found the following scribbled on a piece of paper laying around the place; so far i've found over 150 of these things and will publish if i ever find the last one:

a wink of the eye
a flash in the pan
there i was
and here i am

god's odd moments
in between
breath heading south
if you know what i mean

it seems apparent
there's noone there
to answer the door
to god knows where

Wednesday, March 27, 2002

3.27a.2

last thursday morning i was waiting with my packed truck to meet some folks and caravan down to a retreat in ga. they were a little late, it was a beautiful morning, so i stood outside and leaned against the truck drinking coffee. off in the distance i saw a figure jump down from a parked semi with a beard and a backpack. young man. eventually he passed me and i asked "where you headed?" he stopped and said "the strip".

now this was happening in asheville NC, and the only 2 strips i know are commercial, huge, ugly, sprawling, and uneccessary. which i told him. "no, no" he said, "you know, where the hippies are".

"you want to go downtown", i said, and pointed out the way.

"i read about it in rolling stone", he continued. "i'm from topeka. i was too late for the height".

i thought what a wonderful country and western song might be made of his last sentence and replied "you better hurry".

3.27.2

got hit with some kind of bug: sore throat, crossed-eyes, etc. probably something just "goin araound", like the earth. still can't watch the mediated snooze, i mean news, so not a lot to say about it.

altho it does occur to me that the catholic church shenannigans, the enron mess, the anderson accounting firm brou-haha and all the other institutional melt-downs happening today involve the loss of suspended disbelief by the public/consumer/audience/viewer. the difference between the way it's done and the way it is said it is done is dissolving. not fast enough in my opinion to free up some energy for important tasks like saving the world.

Tuesday, March 26, 2002

3.26.2

i'm trying to get back to thoughtful (?) observations about our world. maybe that's an oxymoron. two things are delaying this:

1) devolution into techno-marathons involving computer memory, software patches, debugging, digital recording, etc. which have of late kept me locked in front of a monitor; and

2) i've been in the woods and missed sam donaldson last sunday.

from the news i've gathered in the wind (kurt vonnigut called it "visceral knowledge", ie you don't need mediated news to know what's happening) (apologies to bob dylan) i would say:

arafat's days are numbered. it's a done deal. i repeat what i said earlier, that in this day and age the fact that god tells you someone else's land is yours does not justify what isreal is doing. admittedly it is too late to be undone, but an apology is in order to the people they dispossessed and put into refugee camps. after that the isreal could share the land with the people who hold deeds to it, ie palastinians. in fact share their homes. i am not being flip, the palastinians are an honorable people who would respond in kind. sort of like they are doing today.

the saddest thing about this situation is that mediated reality does not include this point of view. so many people, like the "good germans" during wwii, keeping silent. afraid of being labeled antisemite i guess. i'm not and never have been. but fair is fair.

on a lighter note check out Robot Wisdom Weblog. concise, direct, current, informative. what "the news" could be.

Monday, March 25, 2002

3.25.2

made it back from Meher Baba Southeast Gathering in Toccoa Ga. late last night. i camped out for 3 nights, very cold, below freezing. great setting, river, rocks, mountains. trees just begining to bud out. very relaxing, timely break for me, enjoyed both mehera and ursula's talks, thought the guy who played jimi hendrix on a ukulele was outa sight. a lot of old and new friends. stopped on way back in jackson county where i lived when the earth was cooling and had pleasant visit with old friends john and cookie for the first time in a veeeery long time.

Wednesday, March 20, 2002

3.20.2

it's a hurry up day for me, watercolor class and pack truck. i'll be camping out for 3 days in toccoa ga. i'm leaving in the morning and i'll be back in my world sunday evening, march 24th. meanwhile i just found a whole bunch of watercolors, not sure when i did them.

Tuesday, March 19, 2002

3.19.2

gloomy day. we're on the edge of all that southeast flooding. spent the morning organizing "stuff" for 3 day retreat out in the mountains later this week. fixed incipient disk problem, it went well thank goodness, no marathon required.

as far as the "real" world goes, i heard a little something about there being no guarantee that the government must be truthful in dealing with it's citizens. works both ways i guess.

Sunday, March 17, 2002

3.17.2

somewhere in the last couple of days i have noticed that the govt vs anderson accounting or whatever it's official name is has stirred up the question of how do corporations and people differ, or to put it another way, how are they the same? should the corporation be indicted for obstructing justice, or a few humans that worked for the corporation?

i recall running into the same question when i worked for intel corp., and was astounded to learn that from a legalistic point of view, humans and corporations have a lot in common: they both can buy, sell, own, sue, etc. of course corporations can theoretically live for ever and we humans can't.

the bad thing is that the "official" global culture has reduced concensus-reality to that of the corporate. anything in the human world that once would have distinguished it from the corporate is regarded as unreal, or at least not very important. these things include conciousness, imagination, creativity, self-expression, and perhaps some relation to the invisible world.

Saturday, March 16, 2002

3.16.2

going to try some Giclee printing today. i'll let you know how it goes.

Q: "We could also put it this way: What do you know that the Buddha doesn't?"
A: "How to drive a Jeep."

from an interesting and perplexing interview by a new name to me, KenWilber

Friday, March 15, 2002

3.15.2

description for my activities for this week and the near future (from "free will astrology" column by rob brezseny) and before you ask no i don't particularly believe or speak astrology but i enjoy his weekly column.

how does he know this stuff?

tinkering = puttering = doing stuff with no fixed agenda and vague curiosity: creative meditation at the speed i'm most comfortable with.

Thursday, March 14, 2002

3.14.2

today i'll be reformatting this site a tad. so you may get some funny stuff here for a few hours.

soon i will get back to slightly askew and very much passing comments on the passing scene. like arafat being shoved, possibly terminally, off the world stage by isreal. or the approaching action against saddam. the "emerging contaminants" phenomena.

or the more mundane. when i was in the old folks home at the collage, harvard coop bookbags suddenly became very popular. it was the beginning of people having to have lots of stuff with them as they went about thier business.

years later (now) kids carry backpacks, biz denizens have thier compulsary attache cases and daytimers, the invisible people (read homeless) have their plastic garbage bags and grocery carts, and everyone has a cell phone. the proliferation of "stuff" has become so extreme that you can't leave home without some of it.

woodshed
son eli's old woodshed, chatham county

Tuesday, March 12, 2002

3.12.2

modonna of the gifs
modonna of low res heaven

this picture is many years old, so i guess it's understandable i lost the source file and had to rebuild it from index color gif.

no breakthroughs today, altho i did get my emailer back up and running.

quote of the day, many meanings, altho i can't think of one:

"all the business of war, and indeed all the business of life, is to endevour to find out what you don't know by what you do; that's what i called 'guessing what was on the other side of the hill'." - duke of wellington

Monday, March 11, 2002

3.11.2

email is down but by jumping thru hoops backwards i can still grab them. so keep those letters, emails, doodles, songs of glory, and dour observations rollin in and first thing tommorrow i'll fix something, anything that crosses my path, and maybe even fix email too.

ran into an "activist-survivalist" today while working on my truck. she lives "off the grid". i want to relay to you her favorite bumper sticker. it may become a meme (Memes are contagious ideas) if its not one already:

denial is not a river in africa

Sunday, March 10, 2002

3.10.2

yesterday was another fun day in the 22nd century. my email totally flaked out. i figured i could fix it without to much fuss, but it's still broke today. at the same time i was attempting to install OMS midi driver on another computer and it isn't quite right yet. on the other hand i finally finished a watercolor i don't like (they are the hardest to finish.) worked on camper, getting ready for a trip in a few weeks. pleasant visit by old friend J.R. and best of all talked to my daughter nicole on the phone.

today is another beautiful sunny day which i will probably spend most of making things right on computers.

meanwhile here is some food for thought i stumbled on:

"He [james hillman] writes that the image, although it is a snapshot of a personally inflected archetypal process, is not static. He quotes Ezra Pound: "...the image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy....a vortex, from which and through which and into which, ideas are constantly rushing."

from an article by Cliff Bostock. Towards a Jungian Psychology of Technology ( 1989, p. 264)

Saturday, March 9, 2002

3.9.2

reading "only yesterday - an informal history of the 1920's" by frederick lewis allen. it's about the 20's in america, and was published in 1931 so he was there and memories were fresh. amazingly accurate in retrospect and relevant to today. here's a quote:

"...james truslow adams lamented in the atlantic monthly, 'i am wondering, as a personal but practical question, just how and where a man of moderate means who prefers simple living, simple pleasures, and the things of the mind is going to be able to live any longer in his native country.'" interesting question, only today it would probably be phrased "live any longer in this world".

Friday, March 8, 2002

3.8.2

i'm typing this while i watch folks work in space. and listen to their conversation. since i am over 20 years old this amazes me.

i try to post thoughts, observations, and visuals on this daily log, not too much on my daily life, what i ate for lunch and so forth.

but yesterday i got two emails and had a subsequent conversation that seemed to point out that i was a monastic recluse.

this was all light-hearted no doubt but did give me pause for thought. because i am sort of an accidental monastic recluse. it's time to take time to hunker down, lay low, be quiet. i don't know why. and though i value my friends more than almost anything else, i don't see much of them.

now that i know this, what to do? get out of the house more often i guess, excercise my atrophied social instincts. i guess i need a laptop.

Thursday, March 7, 2002

3.7.2

"It may seem strange to imagine the blogging community as a force that will shape the information environment almost as powerfully as corporate media. We learn in the history books about Samuel Morse's invention of the telegraph but not about the thousands of operators who shaped the circulation of messages."
from an optimistic article in Technology Review - Blog This

Wednesday, March 6, 2002

3.6.2

man i'm so tired i can't think straight. i hope this is not a permanent situation. i know this weblog is scattered all over the place but hey, that's life (literally).

the war against terrorism is an evolution of the war against drugs. the concept i mean, not a war between nation states but between a nation state and...something else.

afghanistan is a part of the world tom friedman calls "the slow world" that he correctly points out will probably not survive the globalization of post-modern capatilism.

the inhabitants can wait. and wait. american troops on the ground there is a tough proposition, a scary situation for the troops. it seems as if their hi-tech arsenal may be too fast, whiz right by the enemy hunkering down in some of the most rugged terrain in the world where they have been at home since g.khan was finally stopped there.

i really dislike the way mr. bush and cohorts are handling this, making radical changes in the machinery of government that the public does not know about. he really hit the ground running with his dad's country club friends who had had a few years to brood and plot. it's all a big secret. need to know. what they don't understand is we all need to know.

we're following the war via standard neo-republican protocol, a sentence a day, the more cliche the better, repeated ad nauseum. it's not a war: it's a secret government plan. and then 9-11 happens and everything is justified.(excuse me for a minute while i gulp down a pill for paranoia).

the 9-11 attack helped bush justify secrecy and maintain popularity.

there is no doubt that some kind of action is called for, but prehaps a slower, evolving action involving personal values and clear discourse rather than wham-bam you're history (forgotten history at that, if there is such a thing. and there is. the 20th century world pioneered it.)

these guys have become a meta-class. you know them. might even want to be one of them. every now and then they slip up, like on the nixon tapes recently released in which billy graham explains to mr nixon that the jews don't know what he really thinks of them, he talks one way to them but thinks they are ruining the country. and mr graham is not nearly in the class of, say cheyney. you hear this kind of quiet discussion at the golf games where the powerful dress up in wierd garb, pose and bluster, drink, wheel and make deals.

i don't like these guys and if the world comes apart at the seams they are the aristotilian efficient cause. something far deeper than this is the formal cause so these 21st c. rubes are being used to destroy not only my world but my experience of myself.

enough babble. here's a quote:

"however entrancing it is to wonder unchecked through
a garden of bright images, are we not enticing your
mind from another subject of almost equal importance."
ernest bramah 1868-1942.

notice the "almost".

Tuesday, March 5, 2002

3.5.2

5AM this morning i'm either dreaming or listening to NPR or both. a young lady who seemed to have about 5 years in the corporate world and is currently unemployed was talking about how happy she and her friend's in a similar situation were. walking the dog, spending time in coffee shops, gradually disengaging from the american nightmare. time, in fact, was her main point. she now had time instead of the hysterical go-go-go of almost any professional life. it was encouraging to hear this from a temporary refugee from the adrenalized stage-set we in the 22nd century call "the world".

standing somewhere
picture of man wondering what's going on in the office

Monday, March 4, 2002

3.4.2

today i spent in the technical realm. still trying to use earthlink who seem to have a major problem with my logon. worked on image archive - it's gonna take awhile. went to kinko's and printed 2 restored photos of my grandfather's for my mother. one was perfect, i came home and just finished redoing the second. worked on a minute and a half quicktime movie. refreshed watercolor palette for 4 landscapes i'll do next.

i don't have much of a life besides this stuff at present. so as far as the economy, the world we have made (largely invisible to the normal mind: it's like disneyland, all the action is hidden), endrun, pseudo-war, and so on i guess i need to poke my head outdoors and "follow my nose" as mr. dylan recently allowed.

Sunday, March 3, 2002

3.3.2

dinner in outer space
dinner in outer space

Saturday, March 2, 2002

3.2a.2

i've added more muzak to the multlimedia section. i need a better name for this section. if i am really lucky a quicktime movie will be up in same section by tomorrow. meanwhile another art object right here:

mount athos
Mount Athos

2.2.2.

i'm trying to fix a troublesome picture on opening archive page. i think i need to post something, anything, to make it work and this is it.

3.2.2

another older picture included here for later picture archiving:

hands off

i'm throwing a bit too much into this blog. someday i may split it into 2 sites: text and porfolio of pictures, multimedia fragments, wierd sounds etc. i do like to break up page with pictures, but i'm stretching it, i don't think blogger is designed to accomodate all of this. however i think it will work. we'll see.

i really want to get back to posting cosmic (or is it cosmetic?) notions. (funny the words both have the same greek root).

i want to get into image and text, their differences, some unintended consequences of them both in the past. also the idea of "image" found in some (not all) writings by jung, hillman, and corbin.

they seem to think that the unconcious has an infinite abitiy to create images, a regular image factory. these inexhaustible images bombard us, and behind each is a larger, more fundimental, inaccessible but universal (eternal?) archtype. we can't experience the archtypes except indirectly, they are not images themselves. {lots more later). [note: i am not orthodox anything, just curious.]

Friday, March 1, 2002

3.1.2

good morning. it's time to keep rollin. very cold here at nights (15 degrees), keeping the curtains closed, door blocked, warm inside, it almost reminds me of some other life i lived and the long silent winters. don't get me wrong: i like these kind of days. i've got a bunch done during this week, mostly slow obscure technical gee-gaws upgrading site and stuff, maybe now i can once again dive into daily postings of vaporous factoids about our present condition.