september is still summer
I refuse to acknowledge autumn until the sea personally informs me. # Still Loano. Everybody keeps beginning sentences with `”when you go back to Milano”` and I would like them...
Journey & Time
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.
Networks & Codes
pink, apparently
I changed colour to escape the joke and apparently the joke learned colour theory. # Somebody sent me her page again. Pink. Of course. I laughed this time instead of...
Affinity & Heart
dad, yuri, summer
different pieces of my life occasionally sit at the same table and behave normally. # Saw Dad with Yuri around today and I liked how completely uneventful it was. Food,...
Traditions & Culture
ferragosto survived
food, sea, sun and the national refusal to accomplish anything useful. # I have eaten enough for several people. Beach, lunch, people everywhere, sleep, more food, more people. Last night...
Traditions & Culture
ferragosto is already loud
the entire coast appears to have agreed that sleep is cancelled. # Everybody is out. Everybody. You can’t walk anywhere without meeting somebody, hearing music from somewhere, seeing people getting...
Music & Sound
sea all day, house all night
august appears to have discovered the ideal scheduling system. # Beach most of the day, home, shower, getting ready slowly because nobody is in a hurry here, dinner, drinks, out....
Beauty & Art
august
the real world is blue enough, so the blog gets to remain candy pink. # Candy pink, white and silver for August. Very sweet. Almost offensively sweet. Lion still in...
Music & Sound
edo has reached loano through msn
you can move to the sea but lecco will still send you hardcore. # Edo asked tonight whether I had `”gone house”` because I keep mentioning summer nights and house...
Beauty & Art
shopping by the sea is still shopping
apparently geographical relocation does not cure me of buying bags. disappointing. # I went shopping today because I `”needed sandals.”` I bought sandals. I also bought a top, another little...
Affinity & Heart
yuri is here
summer changes shape when the person you’ve been describing it to finally arrives. # Yuri arrived yesterday and immediately told me I’m blonder. That was his first observation after not...
Memory & Time
twenty
twenty sounds far too adult for somebody who still steals perfume from her mother. # Twenty. No. I object. Nineteen was a perfectly good age and I see no reason...
Music & Sound
first saturday here
different town, same complete inability to go home at a sensible hour. # First proper Saturday in Loano and summer nightlife has a completely different rhythm. Everything starts later because...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.