Writer’s Studio – Eric J Smith Architect
“I can’t imagine my life without poetry.”
Stunning. Dreams do exist. (via CJ Chilvers)
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Perhaps you need a “What Could Go Wrong?” List
Start keeping a What Could Go Wrong? list. Jot down those little items of concern. Schedule follow-up points to get them resolved or, at the very least, to determine their current status.
DAK and the Golden Age of Gadget Catalogs – cabel.com
I’ve been working on this post for over 10 years.
How can that be? It’s simple. For a decade, I’ve been snapping up copies of a certain gadget catalog, one by one, when they’re up for auction. Collecting and waiting.
Dedication to craft. What we believe in.
“We used to do that” | Seth’s Blog
What you were trained to do, what you did yesterday… that’s a gift from your past, not an obligation.
Maybe you need the simplest paper filing system.
From Austin Kleon; How to graciously say no to anyone. Some great (and humorous) ideas here.
More than 50 years since I started wandering…
> Off I go, out into the sights and smells. Nothing has changed.
Get out and find some sights and smells of your own to take in this weekend.
What Is Owed: Without Economic Justice, There Can Be No True Equality – The New York Times
Nikole Hannah-Jones makes a straight forward and compelling case for revisiting the idea of reparations. This is an important must read. But, I wanted to take the time to focus on this.
The way we are taught this in school, Lincoln “freed the slaves,” and then the nearly four million people who the day before had been treated as property suddenly enjoyed the privileges of being Americans like everyone else. We are not prodded to contemplate what it means to achieve freedom without a home to live in, without food to eat, a bed to sleep on, clothes for your children or money to buy any of it.
As I’ve said many times before. History is not binary, it is nuanced. And, those that have followed for even the past few days know, my family is full of exceptions…
You see, my Great-Great-Great Grandfather on my Grandmothers paternal side (I.e. not the Blacksmith in Kentucky) was able to purchase 40 acres of land immediately following emancipation with the help of his wife’s former owner (I’ll spare you the long story of the whys and how’s of that).
With the production of that land, he was able to put all nine of his children through college. This set forth a legacy of college education for every single one of his descendants. Every single one.
That land is now 140 acres and is still in the family.
So, I have direct knowledge of the difference such reparations would have made. I’m a living example of it.
“Here there are not scenes but surroundings, and that’s why this part of the country doesn’t work for postcards. It’s not one piece of it that gets you but how it keeps going, how it creeps up slow behind you, how it keeps rolling out in front of you. The generosity of it. The acceptance in it: of you, of the world, of being unnoticed, of just being.”
“They waste their years in vain to become some other poet, some other saint.”
— Thomas Merton, shared by my friend Andō, one of the very few people whose work I support via Patreon. I open my inbox daily to such beauty. It’s the most valuable few dollars I spend.