oh yeah.....
gomatastic. gomatacular.
i am overstimulated right now by the fabousness of goma, and the bookstore.... in which i spend too much, because peter kindly gave me a 20% discount because he knows i am a fellow bookstorer - also apologied for lack of job interview. he is giving me his details to forward on my resume et al, because well, my interests balance his interest, and i would so dearly love to work with those amazing incredible books .... the budget...! the shelves! the yoshitomo nara t-shirts - the little diaries - the multiple books about nothingness in art. oh god, i am going to die of joy, and delight. and i got a ryman book, and the book on craft that i wanted.
*limpid, pleasurable sighs*
i just have, er... no money anymore. ah well.
and the grounds it is set in, so beautiful. the grass is amazingly lush, i guess being watered with recycled water, so long it moves with the wind. i havent seen grass so long and rich in years. my eyes sting from the wind, from sitting between the gallery and the library for about half an hour. i can taste coffee, and hy hair feels cold and rough from being blown, and salty from the air over the water. i sat, calmed, and watched my spine. it's my prefered meditation focal point over my breath, because i slouch constantly, and watching my spine keeps me more aware.
there was a shado on this clarity and peace, but nothing more than a shadow. it escaped me, and i felt ... less. and i felt good.
the state library is where i read the email where my first - first told me he loved me. it seems fitting now, there is a new gallery, and a new library. this one is out of the floodline, and so much more beautiful, and airy, and fitting with the climate. i knitted a row of my shawl, but the wind picked up and it became an exercise in Extreme Knitting that just hurt my head.
i'm walking up to meet lachlan after work. he's actually got an apartment, and we are going to have a check tonight - sharing with emily, who lives a few apartments away from mine.
i have new shoelaces, and knitted squares from dorothy.
this is a very very very good day.
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