19.8.04
cyclical mess
...still another day for me in front of the screen. i don't mind it - in fact i like it - most of the time. now - i don't like it.
in any case - i'm incapable of uploading one more .pdf onto this website for the moment 'cause i'm so over it - so i'll talk shit to you all instead.
yesterday, i had a revelation on 'lighting'. for the first time i understood light - it had always eluded me. it was in the kitchen where i work - suddenly someone had re-directed one of the halogen bulbs onto the glass shelves - and everything was glistening beautifully. why had the emphasis till now been on the pile of paper and stationary opposite the glass shelves? hum... light - direction - emphasis - angle - quality of light... ahah! i was delighted to make such a discovery, not to mention damn pleased with myself. i had a good day yesterday.
today - i walked in the kitchen - and someone had 'returned' the light to it's original position (?!).
this - i am afraid - summarizes the human condition. i.e. from shit - to light - and right back to shit again... and so the story goes. a cyclical mess... a beautifull mess. but a mess nonetheless.
in any case - i'm incapable of uploading one more .pdf onto this website for the moment 'cause i'm so over it - so i'll talk shit to you all instead.
yesterday, i had a revelation on 'lighting'. for the first time i understood light - it had always eluded me. it was in the kitchen where i work - suddenly someone had re-directed one of the halogen bulbs onto the glass shelves - and everything was glistening beautifully. why had the emphasis till now been on the pile of paper and stationary opposite the glass shelves? hum... light - direction - emphasis - angle - quality of light... ahah! i was delighted to make such a discovery, not to mention damn pleased with myself. i had a good day yesterday.
today - i walked in the kitchen - and someone had 'returned' the light to it's original position (?!).
this - i am afraid - summarizes the human condition. i.e. from shit - to light - and right back to shit again... and so the story goes. a cyclical mess... a beautifull mess. but a mess nonetheless.