Category Archives: Lifes Little Pieces

Wednesday

  • on the cusp of spring a fogged morning offers the softest blue horizon
  • blue skies signals nascent season. 20C bare peacocking flesh springs
  • the cyst that came with age took on its own attitude, resplendent in its infected febrile roundness

monday

  • Latour on the train and a slurry of excitable propositions intertwingle, collapsing into a day of meetings. How to preserve this élan of things against the ennui of a day?
  • crumpler bag, pointed black leather shoes, blue gingham possibly Ben Sherman shirt. Sprayed and polished with special spray and cloth the iPad’s screen, twice. Creative class commuting, might as well be describing myself. Except for the cloth bit.