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Tuesday, February 27, 2007
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Diametric: characterized by opposite extremes; completely opposed; diametrical (or opposite) points of view"; "opposite meanings"; "extreme and indefensible polar positions".
I've established connections with 2 diametrically opposed architects.
Architect A's work (my boss, female): Technical, pre-determined, limited creativity, repetitive design and details.
Architect B's work (my new web design client, male): Modernist, colorful, theoretical, intensely creative, unique, each design and detail new and changed.
I enjoy the diametrics and I like each character very much. Architect B teased me for having to work on a lead-lined room. Architect A gave me a raise this afternoon after 20 days on the job. Architect A's office is in a boxy non-descript office park. Architect B's office is in a cottage 50' from the ocean and after our meeting I walked the beach in darkness. The waves sounded like a roar - louder than during the day. It must be sense-of-hearing heightening in the absence of sight...or maybe the waves are more intense. I don't see the ocean every day or even every week. The power and energy suprised me. I grew up on the St. Croix river which has a different kind of power. When I was 7, swimming, I went after the wind blowing a beach ball. I got too far from shore and panicked. I let go. My mom paddled out in her inner tube for me. I remember the panic and how bright the colors were before I went below the surface, red cabin, green trees, blue sky and then color gone.
I've established connections with 2 diametrically opposed architects.
Architect A's work (my boss, female): Technical, pre-determined, limited creativity, repetitive design and details.
Architect B's work (my new web design client, male): Modernist, colorful, theoretical, intensely creative, unique, each design and detail new and changed.
I enjoy the diametrics and I like each character very much. Architect B teased me for having to work on a lead-lined room. Architect A gave me a raise this afternoon after 20 days on the job. Architect A's office is in a boxy non-descript office park. Architect B's office is in a cottage 50' from the ocean and after our meeting I walked the beach in darkness. The waves sounded like a roar - louder than during the day. It must be sense-of-hearing heightening in the absence of sight...or maybe the waves are more intense. I don't see the ocean every day or even every week. The power and energy suprised me. I grew up on the St. Croix river which has a different kind of power. When I was 7, swimming, I went after the wind blowing a beach ball. I got too far from shore and panicked. I let go. My mom paddled out in her inner tube for me. I remember the panic and how bright the colors were before I went below the surface, red cabin, green trees, blue sky and then color gone.
old work from 1998
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The secret to our lasting,
never regret, by name, the one gorgeous exception - a room
ends up being the same for us, we realized
and suddenly, and more
with the words you choose
each, they are dear indeed.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Saturday, February 24, 2007
HANDI DANDI WASH 'N' DRi
Very fast yet focused weekdays have caused the value of weekends to skyrocket. Weekends are worth their time in gold. I met Elio for a late breakfast and we sat against one side of an octagon shaped Denny's in Chula Vista (excellent breakfast: omelette, sausage, bacon, hash browns and 3 pancakes, for $6.99). I parked outside of the Wash N Dri. It looks like a fun place to do laundry! I loved the drive to Chula Vista. I am constantly filming scenery, making clips in my mind, with every drive, bike and stroll. This has been a busy day with morning mountain climbing, intermittent painting of boxes and finally using up gift cards that I've accumulated after 2 years (Crate and Barrel, Borders, Ikea). I waffled all over Borders trying to decide between a book on metaphysics, Spanish in the car, design magazines, or one of Jeanette Winterson's latest novels, Lighthousekeeping. Jeanette won out because Elio always has a book with him and I like that idea, because I'm in the mood to support a fellow woman artist, and because I hardly ever read fiction. Amongst my other purchases is an extensively adjustable task light from Ikea. It is the Kama Sutra of lights! Any position! I've endured the single-source, ceiling-mounted, nothing-special-dining-room light for too long. It makes me feel like nothing because the same generic light is cast on me, the table, the walls, everything. My new light is like a familiar smell, bringing back memories of every late night idea, all-nighter in studio, every favorite pencil or x-acto knife I've ever held in my hand. The light is a switch for turning on creative space, illuminating only what's before me and graying all the rest into nothing.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
My first encounter with OSHPD (pronounced Awsh Pawd)
Office of Statewide Health and Development. At 7:30am this morning I was picking up my first completed set of drawings and drove to La Jolla w/my boss for an OSHPD plan review. I'd imagined the OSHPD folks to be more institutional looking: stern-faced, with ample pocket protection, white shirts and navy blue ties. Instead, they were friendly, in polo shirts and printed hawaiian short-sleeves, no ominous office supplies just a red pen and the approval stamp. My boss said it was a very good plan review and thought I did pretty good for my first time out. In other news, my building codes teacher gave me 22.17 out of 22.5 on my homework for a final score of 99%. I don't think I've ever had a teacher withhold .33 points before and it makes me like this teacher even more.
After a long day of 8hrs of work and 2hrs of class I couldn't face another lean cuisine at my laptop so I headed to Betty's for a bowl of their sopa de tortilla con pollo y una cerveza and took a seat at the bar because the restaurant was full. Baja Betty's is the local gay bar/restaurant but apparently it isn't gay enough because 15 min. into dinner a half-drunken straight guy sat down next to me, first assured me he was not trying to pick me up, then attempted to buy me a shot of tequila, asked if I have a girlfriend and asked if I'd like to meet him out some time, then asked me 3 more times if I want some Tequila and then joked about being a violent drunk. I'd have left sooner but the server was taking forever to run my card. I guess I'll be sticking to frozen dinners and the unlimited friendship of my computer from now on.
After a long day of 8hrs of work and 2hrs of class I couldn't face another lean cuisine at my laptop so I headed to Betty's for a bowl of their sopa de tortilla con pollo y una cerveza and took a seat at the bar because the restaurant was full. Baja Betty's is the local gay bar/restaurant but apparently it isn't gay enough because 15 min. into dinner a half-drunken straight guy sat down next to me, first assured me he was not trying to pick me up, then attempted to buy me a shot of tequila, asked if I have a girlfriend and asked if I'd like to meet him out some time, then asked me 3 more times if I want some Tequila and then joked about being a violent drunk. I'd have left sooner but the server was taking forever to run my card. I guess I'll be sticking to frozen dinners and the unlimited friendship of my computer from now on.
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