Welcome to Hollywood North, and future location of the 2010 Winter Olympics.
Without fail, there are two obstacles to be encountered whilst moving about the streets of this neighbourhood; filmshoots, and city engineering crews. Beginning in the fall, the DES has become one big location for the propaganda spinners. The snaking cables, the semi ( Read more... )

How many thoughts are processed in the course of one 24hr period? I read somewhere that researchers believe it might be around 50 000. That seems like a low estimate to me ( Read more... )

Today, I've thought so much, I can no longer think. Out for my morning walk, I pondered the impressions I was recieving and felt an overpowering impulse to map, and phototgraph the things I see. To somehow communicate the magnitude of the sights and sounds, the emotions and forebodings that accompany me each time I venture on one of my seemingly ( Read more... )

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This just popped out today, inspired by someone else's words. One thoughtful blast of text deserves another.

Indian Summer VisionIn the center ( Read more... )

The mind reels. It's a labyrinth I've entered. I've plumbed deeper into the hive, discovering layer after layer of affinities. On this the eve of Harvest Home, my family is this fold of virtual incandescence, candlelit and gathered round the pixelated alter. As we enter the dark, we fashion cornstalks into symbols of the light's crystal fire, held ( Read more... )

I remember the time I wrote that on the beach with debris the sea had washed up. I actually believed at that time that I somehow needed to become a part of web culture. And here I am. It's been a couple of years now, and I feel that I've actually "mutated" now , in a way that I had imagined. Oh, I'm not going to decieve myself and ignore the fact ( Read more... )

Just to get things going, I'm going to post something I wrote ages ago. It's a poem dated November 1990.

Moments and MovementDo not doubt that my designs ( Read more... )