August 2009
11 posts
I am nothing - Withered Hand
The first kilogram.
“More than a century ago, a small metal cylinder was forged in London and sent to a leafy suburb of Paris. The cylinder was about the size of a salt shaker and made of an alloy of platinum and iridium, an advanced material at the time…Since 1889, the year the Eiffel Tower opened, that cylinder has been the standard against which every other kilogram on the planet has been...
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And...
“My process is thinking, thinking and thinking—thinking about my stories for a long time. If you have a better way, please let me know.” - Hayao Miyazaki
Who knows what grows in the evening light?
Hey, so, the days are already getting shorter over here.
“I imagined and then documented.” - Gregory Whitehead