http://www.phydeau.org Conceptual Fluid Sat, 06 Jun 2009 21:38:51 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Your evening merits being suspended in the tale that is the Little Bang Theory performance (as I was, last night at Theatre Aujourd'hui). You, whoever you are reading this, if you're in Montreal you still have a chance to see it. Little Bang Theory's current project consists of a sensually magnetic two-person ... http://www.phydeau.org/little-bang-theory/ Peek of Exchange While trees cite sky and sky golds, surrender, solar abandon, to beatitude! Behold below, the escaped blue arboretum!   Departing Dimensions Toward vertex, a vapour marble rides its chimera of fibrous wind and heroic solitude.   Clearing of the Lucid Balloon Whether nighttime rises or falls, between its borders echo a flotilla of twilight. http://www.phydeau.org/montgolfieres/ The creek's water stopped flowing arcing to reach outside its bed and up against the pear tree, Ringing the pears where bells lacked place. The tree vibrated and convulsed, its fruit chiming like the touch of ice to ice and clanging as brass to brass, and the noise gushed to the ground, flooding the lands around, twinkling a sweet chaos of ... http://www.phydeau.org/the-pear-bell/ A triangle of trees were lassoed with tough ropes. Each trunk, encircled with a padded harness, held itself stoically to the ground. Two men bounced, wobbled, and periodically traversed the rope between trees with grace. One floppy, determined child tried. Outside the triangle of tightropes, a woman practiced spinning a ... http://www.phydeau.org/impromptu-circus/ Last night I discovered I can taste through my fingers. I brewed some tea from boldo leaves, green tea, and kombucha. While waiting for it to cool to a drinkable temperature, I passed my left hand through the steam. I like the downy accumulation of dampness, the almost-burn of heat. I ... http://www.phydeau.org/tip-of-my-fingers/ Has our approach to acquiring knowledge moved from the deep end of a continuum to the broad but shallow end? I think, in general, we acquire knowledge via a great shallow breadth of sources over acquiring it via single deep sources. We’re developing an acceptance that acquiring knowledge via a ... http://www.phydeau.org/acquiring-knowledge-a-great-shallow-breadth-over-depth/ I jaywalked diagonally from one sidewalk to the other. At 7:30 in the morning traffic is light. But I hadn't noticed others on the sidewalk. Except for a well-bundled family, which walked up the hill I was going down. A tall husband, wife, and their two children. The man made ... http://www.phydeau.org/direction-giver/ Redless black morning chimney mount; a two-dimensional relief stamped on white-blue sky. With ventilated hat, in brick composure the ragged outline of domestic industry stands upright, dormant while altocumulus float beyond, sunrise igniting their pink. http://www.phydeau.org/montreal-roof-at-7-reveille/ A Very Good Day for Turtles is a fantastic children's story, which is now available for purchase from Lulu. Wondering why turtles don't hurry anymore? Mr. Clark's poetic fable of a few precocious turtles offers an answer. The illustrations, a Gomez/McLaughlin collaboration, enhance the story with their imaginative light and ... http://www.phydeau.org/a-very-good-day-for-turtles/ "Ugly! Eyesore! How could people think it was a good idea?" A giant slab of concrete in the middle of the outer edge of the park. For shame, city! This was no sculpture, I thought. [caption id="attachment_198" align="alignleft" width="160" caption="Monument between Parc La Fontaine and Sherbrooke"][/caption] Why preserve and move the edge ... http://www.phydeau.org/aesthetic-transformation/ I got something the other day. After a glass of x knows what and four men had to haul the logs out of the corner, we all might say we got something— But really, it was I, I got it. It started when the king fell over. "No way to play chess" I said, referring mostly to myself. But I ... http://www.phydeau.org/politicians-lament/ Starting this project, I had no idea where it would go. Yet on days like today, I joke that I'm almost there. No doubt I'll make it, once almost there won't be. Happy birthday, me. http://www.phydeau.org/thirty-four-twenty-threes/ 1. Caught in a substance imperceptible to humans, like a spider-spun web (as their web substance certainly must be to insects). We go about our lives. One day Bill walks into the substance (the web) scarcely perceiving it. Months pass and he notices his struggle with increased workplace stress. It's ... http://www.phydeau.org/five-propositions-about-death/ Starting off in the distance, where the gelatinous ocean rose in spots and dipped in others, waves rolled. Each following another as it finally dispersed itself into the fine sandy shore. One wave followed another but each grew again in the same place. It was impossible to follow one and ... http://www.phydeau.org/interpersonal-telescopic/ Midnight lost its magic. The parties decease without happiness just Boredom. A skinny, unwashed boy yells at the wrong windows. He'd serenade her if he could find her. Doesn't matter that he can't since any other window'll do http://www.phydeau.org/midnight-lost-its-magic-1/ I am not an expert at the following ten items. I am unlikely to become an expert at these because I bear no desire for expertise at these, much less much else. Slavery without adhesive Collecting litres of mud Pirate ideas Prognosticating the colours of life or the wailing songs thereof Forgetting all the unwanted premonitions Ice ... http://www.phydeau.org/inexpertise/ Ever thought about a typewriter? The kind of thinking where you separate it all out, making it type writer. Then go on with type, just on its own. Type, type is what you see right here, in front of you. It's a type of type too. Times, probably. Times type. ... http://www.phydeau.org/type-write/ In the scheme of things, few people have the interest (or is it patience?) to delve deeply into the concept of "intellectual property" (IP). I think that is why IP regulation is among the most under-considered issues in public political discourse today. It's difficult, in the snap of a soundbite, ... http://www.phydeau.org/motivating-anti-ip-activism-in-canada/ Two fellows argued near a phone. One of them, greying hair, a turpentine diluted blue cardigan, gestured with both hands. The other rolled his eyes up and tilted his head sideways. He made fleeting eye contact and though not the elder, he was the taller. They spoke urgently, probably not ... http://www.phydeau.org/two-fellows-disagreeing-over-reconciliation/ 1) Knock (together) on the side of a fishtank--they won't mind, even at 2 AM 2) Puddles, immersive treatments to all the world's puddles 3) Treat it to a bedtime story 4) Show the crook of your shoulder to a good friend and the slipper; then they'll have something in common 5) Lie down ... http://www.phydeau.org/fourteen-things-to-do-with-a-drunken-slipper/ He went around the side of the house and climbed over a broken fence. Climbing it was easy, the fence gave way, giving him way, and soon he'd stepped through enough waist-deep shrubs and weeds to gather their briars, hooks, and brown hitch-hiking bits from his pants for a bouquet ... http://www.phydeau.org/donned-in-details/ "I used to follow the odd jobs truck down the street when I'd see it. My friends did too, we all went together. We'd run, skate, or bicycle as fast as we could to keep up. Usually it would pass us easily but we could see it far enough ahead ... http://www.phydeau.org/like-a-laying-on-of-hands/ I keep a small, spiral-bound notepad in my left back pocket. No, I've kept many. I've done this for years. Looking back, I'm not always sure what I've written or why, but I save them. A collection of a few of the pages: 23 July 1998 - First words with ... http://www.phydeau.org/some-history-from-the-back-pocket/