Amsterdam Autumn
I took forty-three photographs today and kept six. That sounds about right. The light was strange this morning. Not exactly sunny, not exactly cloudy. Everything had a sort of silver...
Amsterdam & Life
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.
Personal Diary
October
There is a leaf stuck to the outside of our kitchen window. It has been there since breakfast. A rather ugly brown one, too, not one of those beautiful red...
Personal Diary
September / Ordered
September is ending with the apartment quiet, the windows closed and a candle burning beside my laptop. I have spent the evening looking through photographs from the month, and I...
Identity & Life
Belonging
I had a strange little moment on my way home today when I realised that I no longer think about whether I belong in Amsterdam. The question used to appear...
Personal Diary
Home
I spent this evening looking around our apartment and feeling ridiculously fond of it. The floors are slightly uneven, the stairs are steep enough to qualify as a fitness programme...
Music & Sound
Hardcore Autumn
Yesterday was country music and candles. Today was hardcore, because I believe in maintaining a healthy balance between peaceful domestic life and electronic music that sounds capable of rearranging the...
Music & Sound
Country Autumn
I spent this Saturday listening to country music while the weather outside did its best impression of autumn. The sky was grey, the air was cool and there were occasional...
Personal Diary
Coat Season
I wore a coat today for the first time in what feels like months, and I am pleased to report that I survived the experience. It was not a particularly...
Personal Diary
Autumn
Autumn arrived today, and I have decided to welcome it politely even though I am not entirely ready to say goodbye to summer. The morning was cool enough that I...
Questions & Society
Numbers Before Slogans
I spent part of my lunch break today reading an argument online that contained an impressive number of capital letters and almost no actual information. It was about politics, naturally,...
Questions & Society
And the Rules That Make It Possible
Yesterday I wrote about freedom of movement, and today I keep returning to the rules that make it possible. I know this is not the most glamorous subject for a...
Questions & Society
Freedom of Movement
I have been thinking about freedom of movement today, partly because of yesterday’s thoughts about borders and partly because I spent the afternoon looking through old photographs from our move...
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.