Why hurry?

morning meditation on the nectar of the gods

What I'm making today

Chocolate chili biscotti, good winter wake up with coffee snack. Anyone want the recipe? (such as it is, i can give vague instructions, not much of a recipe cooker myself...)

Supper. Something hot and spicy, probably over rice for balance. With a beef component.

Fire in the woodstove (already)

Maybe working on my mashup movie, rethinking the composition.

Painted word poems? Possibly. But that might require more ambition than I think I have.

Does one make a nap, or just take one? No matter...definitely a nap in the works.

Today is winter solstice (specifically around 1am this morning, but i was asleep) so technically, the days should start getting longer. Though there is no recent evidence of sun (or rain/snow for that matter) just a dense cold grey gloom. But I remain cautiously optimistic.

Maybe we'll light some candles.


It's been so long since I've posted, I've mostly forgotten how.

I think I'm in an all-around dormant period. Or that I am part or mostly Ursine, and thus in need of hibernation.

The witch doctor says I have the blahs, she said the Chinese name for it, but along with all other symptoms I seem to have developed a dullness of wit and a greater than normal degree of stupidity and nothing sticks.

I am not at all in any kind of a bad mood, just skirting the edge of catatonic. For a week now. I'm wondering if it will pass or this is the norm until April?

For now I'm pretty content to muddle through the day, try to get home before dark, sit in the chair under 2 layers of cats, have a bit of brandy, whiskey or cognac, read some poems or a dense book, have dinner and wait till an acceptable hour before i go to bed. Making anything seems like too much effort.

I do believe I'm saving up for something.

While the rest of the world speeds up into the noisy joyous cacophony of the holidays, I am going ever slower.

Once again, out of step. Ahead or behind the times, the question remains to be answered...

Field notes: update

yeah well...

the internets at the remote mountaintop world headquarters of Just Making Stuff and the Center for Impromptu Artisting (Eastern Kingdom)is kaputen. This due to the takeover of the one megaconglomerate communications entity by another, and the subsequent "working to upgrade and improve your internet experience" which in english translates to "you're royally screwed on your service for about a month..." So i am functionally unplugged, against my will.

The time has been spent reading (books, you know, old fashioned way), writing (on paper, with a pen) drawing (on paper, with a pencil, crayon, or charcoal) and extended periods of time contemplating the nature of my universe and it's associated ironies. I have been working on a video piece for a project due to happen sometime after the snow flies, which who knows when that will be, it's 70 and sunny again today(???) and all is topsy turvey.

Regular transmissions to resume when i can connect to the mothership again. I'm not much of a blog from work kind of guy, not for any reason of personal/professional separation, but more from lack of access to resident inspirations and resources. For now, it's just check email and send up a smoke signal to let you know I'm alive and this site is still as vital as ever...

I forgot...

or was distracted, as is frequently the case.

The title of this illustrious publication is just making stuff, not just finishing stuff.

I've been muddling along lately, making things, all of it in various forms of progress/conception, but nothing, you know, DONE. Bits of poems, videos, drawings, an installation project, recipes, etc. Don't seem to be able to mount a sustained start to finish effort on anything. Flitting about like a butterfly in the summer breeze.

This I offer as explanation to lack of posts.

I'm not too worried about it, at just making stuff we serve no stuff before it's time.

What's the hurry?