In Three Dimensions

nathaniel — Tue, 19 Dec 2006 02:23:20 +0000

So maybe this isn’t the best topic for this moment– re-inaugurating the ‘blog so to speak– but I had this dream the other night about which I keep thinking: it’s simple, and it’s also perhaps indicative of my computer-addled brain, but I dreamt I was using this computer-drawing program that was some weird intuitive merger of Photoshop and some 3-D thing like Maya. The idea was that I could draw anything, and when I held the ctrl button (to be honest, I can’t remember if it was a Mac or PC), it immediately rendered the drawing in a simple 3-D. But the best part is, whenever I did that, it would turn my pen tool into a knife tool so I could carve off bits, and they would fall off with virtual gravity. Perfect for drawing a ruined castle, which– you can probably guess– was exactly what I was drawing.

As a side note, doesn’t Sigur Ros sound like something like the slow, majestic, time-lapse march of gold– and emerald-colored lichens?

wonderful days, these

nathaniel — Sat, 24 Jun 2006 16:41:22 +0000

There is much to tell you, gentle reader– much more than I have time for this mild subtropical morning in San Diego. But I shed the warm blankets of blogging-laziness to announce one thing: Thursday, June 22nd, saw the unanticipatedly-kind CIS official smilingly stamping Iryna’s passport– and Katya’s by physical association– with the “Green Card” stamp. My wife and stepchild– Conditional Permanent Residents!

I tried to find an image– via Googling– of a Green Card to jazz up the post with an ‘visual’, but the sites & images that came up were, let’s say, sketchy. And if it takes more than 35 seconds of Googling, it probably isn’t worth it. But there is nothing to worry about– words still have the power.

More to say, more to say… but I am sitting at the Del Mar table, sipping coffee, and the day begins to move towards sunlight and activity. So I can do this for only a little bit; but a vast arc of hope and expectation has come to its conclusion. It is in the nature of these things to not pause, but open up the doors to all the other activities now required, and we tend to forget the singularity of this moment.

The last thing that I want to say is that Katya is telling me that she dreamed about blowing a giant gingerbread man’s head off with a machine gun, while in the girls bathroom of dreamland.…

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In Three Dimensions

wonderful days, these