almost one year downstairs
the random job under my house somehow became one of the main rooms of my year. # The salon feels different at Christmas. Customers bring chocolates and biscuits, everybody wishes...
Essence & Future
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.
Music & Sound
god is a dj
some songs become rooms you can walk back into. # Faithless tonight and God Is a DJ still does something to me even though I’ve heard it so many times...
Affinity & Heart
four years
four years, hundreds of nights and one nickname that escaped containment. # Four years. Yuri + Alice. I was thinking tonight about Bambolina and how funny it is that the...
Affinity & Heart
almost four
four years is approaching quietly, which somehow makes it feel bigger. # December 5. Four years with Yuri. I don’t know why four sounds so much longer than three. Maybe...
Questions & Musings
christmas emergency tanning
apparently christmas parties require urgent intervention involving shoulders. # The Christmas party clients have begun. `”I have a dinner.”` `”I have a company party.”` `”This dress shows my shoulders.”` Shoulders...
Music & Sound
hardcore therapy
cheaper than therapy unless you count entrance, drinks, taxi, cloakroom and outfit. # The Stunned Guys. Tommyknocker. The Viper. Yuri beside me. Black boots. Angel. Home after five with my...
Affinity & Heart
fine, peace
at this point our arguments should have opening credits. # Peace. He understood what I meant. I understood why he gets defensive. Nobody died. He said he doesn’t want me...
Questions & Musings
tea, four biscuits, perspective
tea fixes nothing but at least gives the argument somewhere to sit. # Tea at five. Four biscuits. Sunday. I think part of the reason Edo and I fight so...
Affinity & Heart
Edo ruined saturday before saturday started
I would like one calendar quarter without becoming somebody’s relationship comparison. # He did it again. Not exactly `”be like Alice”` this time, but close enough to make me furious....
Beauty & Art
perfume shelf
I have accidentally started collecting invisible clothes. # My perfume shelf is becoming a thing. Angel obviously. Birthday perfume. Summer perfume. Autumn perfume. Samples everywhere. Things I loved on paper...
Affinity & Heart
we stayed in
a relationship can apparently survive one saturday without a club. research ongoing. # Yuri and I stayed in tonight. I know. Please respect our privacy during this difficult transition. I...
Music & Sound
questions at 4am
the best nights don’t answer anything, they make the questions prettier. # Franchino tonight. I love that progressive nights can make something extremely simple suddenly feel enormous. Time, choices, where...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.