Merry Christmas
food, family, wrapping paper, too many messages and one very happy blonde # Merry Christmas. I am tired, full, surrounded by things that need putting away and very happy. There....
Traditions & Culture
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.
Traditions & Culture
Christmas Eve
first christmas eve with a key to somewhere that belongs to us both # Christmas Eve. The day has been a sequence of family, food, phone calls, bags, wrapping paper,...
Traditions & Culture
Last-Minute Gifts
every year I swear I will finish early, every year december 23 laughs directly in my face # Last minute gifts. Of course. I had lists. I had plans. I...
Laws & Universe
From Tomorrow the Light Comes Back
minute by minute is still a direction # From tomorrow the light comes back. Not dramatically. Nobody wakes to summer. The days simply begin their slow turn. I like processes...
Journey & Time
The Longest Night
longest does not mean worst, which is useful information after this year # The longest night. We stayed home. Tree lights on, lamps low, something warm to drink, music. I...
History & Places
Milan in White
same streets, temporary new skin # Milan in white. I walked more than necessary today because the city looked altered enough to deserve it. Snow makes familiar geometry visible differently....
Journey & Time
Snow
snow makes adults look out of windows like children and then complain about transport five minutes later # Snow. Actual snow. I looked out and immediately became delighted, then remembered...
Power & Society
Copenhagen / End
conferences end more neatly on calendars than the problems they were called to discuss # Copenhagen / end, at least according to the scheduled conference dates. The political process is...
Memory & Time
Forgetful Memories
memory keeps the colour of a dress and deletes an entire conversation, excellent filing system # Forgetful memories. I was looking through photographs again and discovered I can remember absurdly...
Power & Society
The Planet We’re Discussing Saving
large global questions look very strange beside a small household electricity bill # Copenhagen continues and I keep reading pieces of it between ordinary life. Negotiations, targets, finance, arguments about...
Affinity & Heart
The Dishwasher and True Love
forget poetry, load the dishwasher correctly and I may marry you # The dishwasher and true love. We finally have it functioning properly and I would like to apologize to...
Affinity & Heart
Dinner for Four
four plates, too much food, one argument about music and a very good sunday # Dinner for four tonight with Erick and Mark. Proper dinner, not drinks and random food....
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.