Quotes

The daily grind and how to exit it

I spend most of yesterday having cups of tea and meals with different people, talking about the desire to break free of the humdrum patterns of life and the hypnotic compulsion of ‘to-do’ lists. How to unwind the daily grind - what the French concisely call “le train-train”.

on shedding straight-jacket and magnetic fields

Words have loyalties
to so much
we don’t control.
Each word we write
rights itself
according to poles
we can’t see; think of
magnetic compulsion
or an equal stringency.
It’s hard for us
to imagine how small

Sleekening the hull at 9,000ft above sea level

The first fear
being drowning, the
ship’s first shape
was a raft, which
was hard to unflatten
after that didn’t
happen. It’s awkward
to have to do one’s
planning in extremis
in the early years —
so hard to hide later:

stumbling down the mountain to ink again

Imagine a
train-track figure
made of sliver
over sliver of
between-car
vision, each
slice too brief
to add detail
or deepen: that
could be a hat
if it’s a person
if it’s a person
if it’s a person.

I have been reading Matthew Crawford’s brilliant book The World Beyond Your Head which has really inspired me.

Stepping out into the shared World

The simple musical score of moving around in a world.

It’s the first morning home and my feet are remarkably spry.

“The bad news is you’re falling through the air, nothing to hang on to, no parachute. The good news is there’s no ground.”

A response to Farias and Wikholm

A couple of participants have forwarded me articles connected to Miguel Farias and Catherine Wikholm’s book ‘Th

Sam Lee's Nightingale Walk

There was a madcap drive through country lanes, haunted by pale meadowsweet in the dusk light, trying to find the farm above Lewes indicated on the Brighton Festival map. And then we found it with a few minutes spare, parked the car in a field and stepped out into the warm May night.