Monday, December 22, 2008

spot the van

I thought you might enjoy a photo of the pizza delivery van stranded outside our house for the last three days:

Can't see it? It's right there, in the centre, the smooth mound with the point on the top (that's the Domino's sign--nope we don't eat Domino's; we eat Pagliacci). Here's a picture of the ravine this morning:

And here's the same view an hour earlier:

I've been fascinated by the snowlight. I get up at two o'clock in the morning just to look at it. It's unearthly. For the first time I think I understand the association of the winter solstice with magic and miracles.

And now the light is changing yet again. Now instead of the graphites and greys, instead of the dove-feather blues and violets, I'm seeing white and green. Hold on... There:

Enough photos for a while. I know I don't capture what I see. I just can't help trying, y'know? I think I've spent too much time talking to photographers lately :) Speaking of which, I'd really like to do a blog this week about the work of Jennifer Durham. Hopefully, Hild won't prove much of a jealous mistress. Stay tuned.

This kind of cozy weather means we're drinking more wine than usual. (Hey, a warm fire, twinkling tree, food roasting in the over--you'd have to have a heart of stone to not want to add wine and conversation to the mix.) Last night it was a nice Ch√Ęteauneuf-du-Pape that we'd had kicking around in the wine fridge for a while. We couldn't remember if it was a so-so buy or Something Special so we thought, fuck it, the time to live life is now, so we opened it. It was luscious. Life is very, very good.

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