Thanksgiving is sort of a weird holiday for me – my kids are with their dad, so in the past I usually did a “widows and orphans” Thanksgiving meal for those who were otherwise alone. Lately, with Bernardo, we’ve just had a quiet but joyful day; my best friend Rachel (who is BellaG on Ravelry)… Continue reading Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
In a conversation with Porter Anderson over the weekend, Porter asked me about one of the risks of digitization – loss. And I responded that, as with any disruption, there will be loss. Some work does not meet the migration test – for one reason or another, it never gets brought along in the cultural evolution.… Continue reading The Things We Lose
Can be found here, thanks to Porter Anderson!
A post by Brian O’Leary this morning led me to think again of Deleuze and his rhizomes. Brian quotes Greil Marcus on Elvis: He knew what he was doing. If he redefined what it was to be American, it was because he meant to. He wanted change. He wanted to confuse, to disrupt, to tear… Continue reading Rhizomes and Disruption
Gradually, we are achieving normalcy in the yellow house. Yesterday, we felt the need to put our hands on our home – Bernardo went back to work painting the basement and re-organizing, prepping for when our shed is completed and we can put all the gardening supplies outside. I did a few mounds of laundry,… Continue reading Recovery
That is all. Well, actually, the dog ate an entire loaf of sandwich bread, but she is in the Area of Shame now.