posted by ttractor @ 10:29 AM
jolie laide
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
2 Comments:
hi mobius! it was a more interesting arrangement of neg v pos space when I snapped it, but in the shutter delay people shifted around and so I got...coffee beans!
thanks for coming over to my house...as opposed to *that other place* which for me, at least today, is very wierd.
There is definitely a difference between journaling and blogging, for me, anyway.
I write stuff that I don't share. When I am thrashing or grinding on something, trying hard to get a purchase, work my way through--you know, that kind of neurotic angst-stuff that I guess everyone does, but I don't really want to lay bare.
The stuff here is, well, hmmm. Maybe more of an inlet to my head, a cheese sampler. Not the keys to the palace, not my glistening churning guts, not even a fraction of what I think about over the course of a day.
I don't think you can ever be a horrible journaller. If you are trying to have a dialogue with yourself, it's worth the effort. There are plenty of awful bloggers, and I don't place you in that category at all.
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