I was thinking that we - we are romantics at heart.

So much so that we fear intimacy.

But those bumps, fissures, unmet expectations

and even the mundane -
isn't that what moves us beyond the story
or at least begins it?

1Q84

"We needed that much time," Tengo said, 

"to understand how lonely we really were."

José Sanint

All of the tapestries in this exhibition are hand-woven treasures from the Himalayas. The traditional tapestries have been created from antique ceremonial garments, carefully restored and translated into meaningful works of art. Weaved by skilled artisans, they represent an ancestral culture that has been disappearing since 1959. The patterns have been designed by Jose Sanint and represent manifestations of enlightened culture, as preserved in the traditions of the Himalayan people.
  
The yarn has been derived from the wool of native goats, sheep and yaks. Unlike most of the world's bovids, these Himalayan herds live between 4000 and 7500 meters above sea level. Their natural coats contain some of the highest quality wool on earth. It is against Himalayan custom to even shave these valuable animals. Thus, the wool is painstakingly collected during the summer months while the sheep are shedding. This duty is performed both lovingly and patiently by nomadic shepherds, predominantly women.
  
Once the wool has been collected and hand-spun into yarn, the fibers are dyed with natural pigments made from many different types of regional flora - including flowers, berries, bark, grass, leaves and even seeds. The women place special care with regards to the quality of the yarn and the specific coloring of the threads. Each color symbolizes a different trait, and the various combinations of color - along with shape and pattern - give each tapestry a distinct look that represents the heritage of a specific region or village in the Himalayas. Once the fabric is dyed, the weaving is done by hand on a vertical loom. The women recite mantras as they work, preparing the ceremonial garbs to be blessed by enlightened monks.

 

I met him at a house party in TriBeCa.  He seemed to enjoy dancing.

JSM

fiction(al), science

You can't build a car that violates the laws of physics.  Same goes for a time machine.  You can't go just anywhere, only to places it will let you go.  You can only go to places that you will let yourself go.

I don't miss him anymore.  Most of the time, anyway.  I want to.  I wish I could but unfortunately, it's true: time does heal.  It will do so whether you like it or not, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.  If you're not careful, time will take away everything that ever hurt you, everything you have ever lost, and replace it with knowledge.  Time is a machine: it will convert your pain into experience.  Raw data will be compiled, will be translated into a more comprehensible language.  The individual events of your life will be transmuted into another substance called memory and in the mechanism something will be lost and you will never be able to reverse it, you will never again have the original moment back in its uncategorized, preprocessed state.  It will force you to move on and you will not have a choice in the matter. 

Everyone has a time machine.  Everyone is a time machine.  It's just that most people's machines are broken.  The strangest and hardest kind of time travel is the unaided kind.  People get stuck, people get looped.  People get trapped.  But we are all time machines.  We are all perfectly engineered time machines, technologically equipped to allow the inside user, the traveler riding inside each of us, to experience time travel, and loss, and understanding.  We are universal time machines manufactured to the most exacting specifications possible.  Every single one of us.

cy twombly, 4/25/28 - 7/5/11

cape point

"Do you come here often?"

"Yes, and I enjoy it every time."