“Writing will endure”, is the saying. Language is the bridge between sight and not-sight, between the world of then and the world of now, between me and you. I tried to let my images speak for me, for a long time. Language = longing in Dutch; the word “talen”. We all have this longing inside [...]
intense
J. has returned from Russia, and already this morning, at 6.30 AM, the phone rang: the pain of separation was too great to bear, L. and J. had to be together in the same room, to tell tales of World of Warcraft and to enjoy each other’s company. J. was bleary eyed from the red [...]
time
The photographing is taking on a different significance as a means of interpreting the world. From gesture to eye, it used to be, and I felt myself carried along on the top of a wave for a long time, while my visual memory held out. But now, as my brain is being re-made to be [...]
transmit
“When a person is fairly enlightened, they can transmit – actually transmit – that enlightened awareness through a touch, a look, a gesture, or even through the written word. It’s not as weird as it sounds. We are all ‘transmitting’ our present state to each other all the time. If you are depressed, it can [...]
intention
A ceremony I had been planning with T. is due to take place this week, but I can’t be in it. R. has offered to be my proxy inside the lodge, for which I’m tremendously grateful. I had set a direction and an intention for this ceremony, and thought a lot about sight and insight, [...]
display
I was half-listening to RNN news yesterday (out of the corner of my ear so to speak) when I heard someone say “braille”. I wasn’t hallucinating, RNN was actually carrying a news item on Alva’s new braille display. I’m using an old one from Baum at the moment, as support for my Mac’s VoiceOver capabilities. [...]
history
Some time ago, Mark Willis suggested I write a “history of the senses”. I’ve been thinking about this on and off over the last couple of days. And I had ample opportunity to consider an approach. The wonderful, new Comde cane arrived today, and I thought about the reason why I ordered it: because of [...]
presence
Being present. A multitude of thin threads connecting us to the people in our life. Nodes in a net, radiant diamonds, a fabric that stretches across time, that is all now, parallels coexisting in their nowness. A dream in which we live as we play out the brief moment we have, each time, to be [...]
escape
This evening I tried to explain what my experiences of the last few days had been like. Confusing, disorienting. It’s something that defies explanation, and I’ve been so incoherent about it. I knew that the house I was in was not my house, but that I was being kept there against my will. The need [...]

