By baruk on March 29, 2011
i’m endlessly delighted by the potential for magic in the perfectly mundane, the inherently boring, the everyday predictable. all it seems to take is the desire to look again, and again, and again. ‘normal’-ness is such a thin veneer to the surprising inner character of things. so listen hard to the syncopated tattoo the train […]
By baruk on November 27, 2010
…and that’s all i have to say about that.