Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Fountain aesthetics
I like how they design the fountains so that the water is flush with
the walls. This one is nice because the water just creates a veneer
over the block.
the walls. This one is nice because the water just creates a veneer
over the block.
Monday, April 27, 2009
nabe
Nomunication.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Lent Day 40
Your disappointment is not the source of your unhappiness. Look instead to when you appointed.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Day 38
They describe without claiming implications; like a government who claims no citizens. I've learned, this is a tyranny.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Day 37
Images evoke immediate experience. Light coming from one's countenance is not only a painting, but also a possibility.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Day 36; Parable of the Lost Coin
What woman, having ten silver coins, when one is lost, does not count the nine every night to ensure she retains them? And she says to herself and friends, "at least I did not lose two, like my neighbor, or three, like those in distant lands."
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Lent Day 33
Renga is a collaborative Japanese poem. Haiku is the first stanza of a renga, originally called the hokku in the Renga. The art form evolved into a serious aesthetic endeavor with contests and many forms. The poet Basho is the most notable leader of Renga. This poem can go on for many stanzas, but I will just invite you to respond with one stanza. This short renga is called "tan-renga" and can be created between friends, teacher and students, bloggers, lovers, and hopefully earthling and extraterrestrial in the near future. The leader starts with 5-7-5 and the response is 7-7. The ingenuity in renga is seen in the connection between the two stanzas, or how the second person creates a new meaning. Dozo.
Spring draws thoughts kindly
lost loves return without sting
venom turned to sap
Spring draws thoughts kindly
lost loves return without sting
venom turned to sap
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Parable of sorts
Every solution presents new problems. I corral my problems and watch over them, wondering what they will grow into, and what they will provide for me. If a man like me has one hundred problems and loses one, won't he go into the mountains and seek the problem which he has lost? And if he finds that problem again, will he not rejoice more for that problem than for the ninety nine?
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