autumn preview
Black trousers, jacket, darker perfume. Autumn has released a trailer and unfortunately I want everything in it. # Today looked like an autumn preview and I am weak. That’s the...
Beauty & Art
ECLIXAR
digital diary
Journal.
fragments of quiet intelligence
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
Every article is a scene. Every word, a frame of something that would not have remained, had it not
been writtenFrom the archive.
Memory & Time
some dates remain
A calendar is supposed to tell you where you are. Sometimes it tells you exactly where you were. # Yesterday made me think about dates and now apparently my brain...
Memory & Time
six years
Six years since the day television stopped feeling like television. # Six years. September 11, 2001. I wasn’t going to write much because every anniversary comes with the same images...
Power & Society
politics 2.0?
Web 2.0 gave us profiles, comments, uploads and pokes. Apparently politics would also like an account. # Politics 2.0? I know, horrible expression, but I’ve spent today reading reactions to...
Networks & Codes
the internet goes to the square
The Internet put on shoes today. # I keep coming back to this because the Internet went outside today, which sounds stupid until you think about what the Internet looked...
Body & Energy
friday!
FRIDAY. I don’t know why the word looks prettier than Monday, but science should investigate. # FRIDAY! Finally, although this week wasn’t even horrible, which proves Friday doesn’t need to...
Essence & Future
reset
Delete temporary files, remove mysterious MSN contacts, put summer clothes somewhere else and pretend this represents psychological growth. # RESET. I started this evening looking for one photograph and somehow...
Journey & Time
september is the real january
January has better advertising, but September is when everybody actually starts again. # September is the real January. I’ve decided and I’m not accepting objections because January is a fraud....
Memory & Time
summer is almost over
Summer is almost over, which does not mean I am going to stare dramatically through a rainy window while somebody plays sad music. Absolutely not. # August is finished. And...
Beauty & Art
photos I will not publish
Not every photograph needs to become public property. Revolutionary Internet theory by Alice, age 23. # I spent almost two hours sorting summer photographs tonight and have reached a conclusion:...
Body & Energy
lazy sunday
Sunday has requested absolutely nothing from me and I intend to return the favour. # I originally wrote melancholy Sunday in my notes and then realised absolutely nothing about today...
Journey & Time
september is looming
August is still alive and everybody has already started saying September like they’re threatening me. # Why is everybody talking about September? STOP. It is August 25th. Summer has not...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.