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in.spi.ra.tion
1. a.Stimulation of the mind or emotions to a high level of feeling or activity. b. the condition of being so stimulated. 2. An agency, as a person or a work of art, that moves the intellect or emotions or that prompts action or invention. ...


Monday, September 17, 2001
critters i found in my house this weekend:

centipede: (yuck!) 5-6 inches long;1 1/2 wide; found crawling across the kitchen floor
lizard: 4 inches long; found in the sheets in the laundry pile in the bathroom
spider: small, dark black with bright red body; found on the bathtub rim
3 crickets: small; found in the recyling
ants ants ants: tiny; found in our living room near the doors



Thursday, September 13, 2001
i like being at SITE during all of this. my co-workers are all feeling it too and lots of good talks and shared feelings are going on. it's good to be able to talk about. we're listening to the radio too, feels good to stay in touch with it. talked to my brother last night for a long time, able to share the mixture of feelings we're going through. email from anisa in nyc saying how strange it is there - empty streets except for police, strong smell of rancid smoke, stores closed, school cancelled. somber.
it's still hits me in waves - the bigness of it.



Wednesday, September 12, 2001
don't really know what to say.
so fucking sad.
so horrible.
fucked up.
we watched a lot of footage on t.v., listened to the radio, just trying to process it.
sort of strange to have nate leave the day after all this madness for 2 months or more! i hope his house sell fast. come on home-selling gods!
i'm taking a wheel-throwing classs. i really like it so far. very centering.
i'm also taking a typography class. our first assignment is to find shapes in the world that are letters, sounds fun.
take it easy everyone.
life feels fragile and precious more than usual.
love.


Wednesday, September 05, 2001
haven't written in days.
long weekend.
another one coming.
i feel very jittery at the moment, as i often do sitting in front of puter all day.
need to use my body.
body.
i start a typography class tomorrow - should be cool - advance my graphic design skills.
i start a ceramic class on monday - wheel throwing - i've always wanted to do it - finally going to.
alyson is off to the ocean for her birthday.
i'm off for 4 days - hooray!


Thursday, August 30, 2001



I'm really into wire these days.
Shaping into pod-like forms, with spindly tips.
The shapes actually come from my drawings.
I really want to make them BIG.
Materials is so where it's at to me.
Materials and form.


Tuesday, August 28, 2001
Not feeling so hot today.
Queezy stomach...feels like an aversion to my job.
I get these overwhelming feelings of being in the middle of nowhere here in the desert...wonder if that will ever change...a place in me that needs to be found? it can be SO quiet around...maybe a different work place and work would engage me differently.
Punky girls.
Punky boys.
regular. american regular. american extremes. shorts and tees. tight blue jeans. dyed dark hair. barely there...drifting along, absorbing the surroundings. work work work work work work work, it's what we do....how do you find the work you reallly want to do...takes work. want to feel satisfied, but mostly just engaged, not drifting off every half-hour to read blogs and check email and read news...tunes trip...always lifts...the spirit...


Monday, August 27, 2001
hike up into the mountains yesterday, left from the ski basin - so beautiful. the aspen were there, leaves fluttering in the breeze. rocks, rose quartz and sparkling flint, made the trail look majical. a river with very cold water. so refreshing. too sweet citrus bliss smoothies. and green chile stew, the last of the chiles, time to get more.