W.S. begins 26 April 1564
Only remember. Nothing else.
What is understood, need not be discussed.
Entries from April 2008
April 26, 2008
The Birth of Tragedy
April 25, 2008
Sleep is Mightier than the Pen
Just for the record (and the occasional flights of curiosity), I have found myself hard pressed with a cacophony of projects that have smothered my sweet apple-pie crust of afterwork-aimlessness into a thin layer of inedible gunk. It’s true. And so, as a result of this, I’m now caught on a thin line between endurance [...]
April 22, 2008
Reunion
Returning to the old hole was like a slow rush of madness. A hail of documents to fill, a new chunk of lethal deadlines, and tired convenient answers to tired meaningless questions. Somewhere in the gloom of the bright office, a buzz of nostalgia reared its tiny head. Remembrance of things past. And suddenly, all [...]
April 21, 2008
On the Road
tomorrow’s eventual return:
local farmers silhouetted
against the bright wheat field.
April 18, 2008
Stop the Clocks
18 April 1992: The day the laughter died.
Father Benny, God of Comedy
You are fondly remembered and dearly missed.
April 17, 2008
Adios Hermanos
Walked free from the clutches of the working-hole today. Fortunately, there was a lightness in the office air and apart from the emotional farewell bumps, situations were handled with systematic grace.
And now before me, 4 days of scheduled somnolence, serious siestas and gallons of subconscious soma flowing through the strip. 4 full days devoted to [...]
April 15, 2008
Corporate Yawn
After a foggy 44-day tenure (I’ve excluded weekends, public holidays and medical leaves), my career expedition in the current hole has arrived at this:
Dear Judas
I refer to your letter of resignation dated 2 April 2008. Thank you for sharing with us your reasons for resigning. Your last day of service is 16 April 2008 and [...]
April 14, 2008
Steal This Review
I detest full and concrete reviews, of books of course, for their exhaustive quality and wise-ass rhetoric that comes after The End; that closes in after the sweet and oftentimes dangerous comfort of accomplishment and completion. The ephinany at the triumphant slam of the back cover; the inkling of new knowledge greedily sucked from a [...]
April 12, 2008
A Simple Desultory Philippic
Good
In his current residency at the Brooklyn Academy of Music (BAM), Saint Simon has blanketed April with Love in Hard Times, a month-long melodic chutney featuring a bunch of artists (and him) spewing out 3 musical constellations from the chunk of his career: Songs from The Capeman. Under African Skies. American Tunes.
Bad
I don’t live in [...]
April 9, 2008
Forest of Walls
Drops out of Madison High.1885
Works for Allan Conover, the University of Wisconsin.
Swallows two semesters of civil engineering.
Chicago beckons.1887
Drafts the construction of Unity Chapel, the first building.
Apprentices under Louis Sullivan.
Theorizes. “Form and Function Are One.”
Marries Catherine Tobin. Raises 5 children.
Unleashes his firm. Chicago. 1893
Early works spew unique style:
Horizontal. Basement-less attic-free
Natural materials never painted
Low-pitched rooflines, yawning overhangs
Unbroken [...]
April 8, 2008
Blue Period
He moves, under the late afternoon sky, through the lush green expanse of the quiet park perfumed with the burnt brownish aroma of the earth and dotted with the sparkle of flowers and vegetables that he picks often for the kitchen or studio. He savours this habitual pastime, taking the midday air in the still [...]
April 7, 2008
On the 3rd Day in Saigon
On the morning of the 3rd day, we breakfasted on the frayed ends of a terrible history, comprehensively-documented and poorly-preserved by the Vietnamese government. The War Remnants Museum at District 3 (Metropolitan Ho Chi Minh City is divided into 19 administrative districts, by the way) is an informative and cleverly-run operation that simultaneously fattens the [...]
