The feelings associated with typefaces change over time.
An odyssey in household dialect.
The Wende Muesum in Los Angeles has book-lined halls. The books are written in a language I do not understand, using an alphabet I do not know.
Hiking is a great activity. The only equipment you need is shoes. Also, a network of geosynchronous satellites connected to a miniature portable computer that tells you where the heck you are.
Mourning is about adapting to new circumstances.
After my mother died, I learned a few things about mourning.
A wise woman once said, “Wisdom comes from pain. If you’re lucky, it’s someone else’s pain.”
Once upon a childhood, I sat in a living room and listened to a record. Decades later, I wanted to hear those mostly-forgotten sounds again. This is the story of my quest to find them. I remembered a heavily synthesized quality to the music. It made me think of science fiction. Part of the music […]
In the 1980’s, a friend of mine had a Macintosh. It was the first time I got to play with a list of fonts. The fonts were named after cities, like Athens, Chicago, and Toronto. As a kid, I knew some of the city names. However, at the time, Toronto was just a word I […]
Anything that burns was once alive.