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Heart of the Day #2552

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Heart of the Day #2552

Laurel’s feeling a bit sick tonight, but she still drew a heart for me before bed.

I do wish I could just siphon all the pain and sickness out of people, sending it scattering harmlessly into the depths of space. These discomforts are a part of the rhythm of life, of course – and so is the desire to dispel them. It’s all part of the little dance we do.

Wake bright and clear tomorrow, if you please.

the airship

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September 17, 2015 at 11:05 pm

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Sailboat of the Day #2528

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Sailboat of the Day #2528

Tiny finger-lights surfaced from the mass of Things as we unpacked, so Laurel painted a lone sailboat drifting through a tiny sea. The night crowds in around its crew, but they are bright enough to light their way until morning.

I like the process through which people learn to draw with light – making quick sketches a few seconds at a time, adjusting their penmanship and learning to angle the lights to align the images and angle them toward the camera properly. Laurel had it immediately, drawing the boat with ease and writing her name (backwards from her perspective) on her first try.

We have lots of mirrors in this apartment – I wonder if we could do something with them…

why must you be so mean

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August 24, 2015 at 11:22 pm

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Trails of the Day #2324

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Trails of the Day #2324

Anton and Mitch took turns fanning the coals at Leyla’s parents’ tonight, coaxing a flame out and sending swarms of sparks spiraling into the sky. I watched and tried to catch the trails they left with my own eyes, and Laurel asked me to photograph them.

Leyla’s cats are all full-grown beasts. Zinky’s grown quite a bit since Laurel adopted him, but after tonight he seems so tiny again.

downstream

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February 1, 2015 at 10:51 pm

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Vortex of the Day #1914

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Vortex of the Day #1914

As I walked home from Daniels I kept looking up at the sky, where the clouds were swirling around waves of moonlight like a silver archipelago. The street lamps were in perfect form, painting shadows with purpose on the concrete, and as I neared my apartment the neighborhood glowed in anticipation of Christmas.

I had the odd feeling tonight that I wouldn’t want to live my life in such a way that I couldn’t be constantly improving myself in some skill or another – that I should be learning my whole life, and even work at mastering one particular thing.

How does anyone become a master of anything when every option is so fantastic?

fields

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December 19, 2013 at 2:37 am

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Maker of the Day #1855

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Maker of the Day #1855

The Maker’s Faire is rife with craft and creativity, a requisite festival for anyone who likes to create anything – foods, textiles, sculpture or robots. I wandered around the fair with Laurel, Mitch and Kendra, seeing the various marvels they had to offer: goats and chickens and bunnies with perpetually wiggling noses; a tiny city made of tape; a twelve-legged tank that walked with a slow arachnoid grace; a singing tesla coil whose operator invited me to make a small chain of electric handholds; towers that spouted fire for the fun of it; chimera stuffed animals, such as Babar the elephant-seal; delicious cookies baked in a solar oven.

Laurel herself is a maker of many things – robots and outfits and illustrations – and she and my other companions fit right in with the Maker talent. Here Laurel is using her technomage powers to summon a Maker ghost, a spirit known to inspire craftspeople across the world.

It’s been a good weekend.

rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds

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October 21, 2013 at 1:36 am

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Spin of the Day #1737

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Spin of the Day #1737

Kellen, Alina and I ventured to the edge of the bay tonight for a few rounds of fire spinning. Flames never roar so well as when they’re rushing through the air around you; these burning staves are a great way to experience the heat and sound without sitting yourself or your friends on fire. Alina and I each spun one staff until the flames died, and Kellen took his second turn with two, weaving knotted spheres around himself. It’s only when we press several seconds together that we can see the glowing paths in his movements, but the flames in person are always an impressive sight.

We went home shortly after this. That’s all you need to make an evening, sometimes – a burst of flame to light the night, and you can go to sleep happy.

today my heart swings

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June 25, 2013 at 4:05 am

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Shape of the Day #1487

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Nearly two weeks ago I twisted my ankle (the story is not worth telling, so imagine instead that I injured myself saving a schoolbus full of children from a burning building), leaving me somewhat immobile for much of the visit to southern California. Good friends made it a good visit despite that, and I thought I was very nearly recovered by the time I returned, but the trip home involved some frantic running around the train stations that seems to have regressed the wound a bit.

So I may be stuck at home for another day or two. Certainly no climbing for at least another week. Here’s a doodle to fill the void.

When I was little I couldn’t really grasp the pencil-stroke required to draw a star like this, so all my doodled skies were made with six-sided stars, composed of triangles pointing into each other. I was secretly proud when I finally learned to make the five-pointed variety, which flows out so easily form a single stroke. Ampersands were likewise difficult at the beginning, but the pretzel-knotted & is so satisfying to draw. Why would anyone limit themselves to a + when they can make such curves?

feel good

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October 18, 2012 at 1:50 am

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