We are surrounded by Nothing. Everywhere we go, we have no idea what we're not seeing. We don't know what gravitational fields look like, what dark matter looks like, what quantum foam looks like, what de Kooning's drawing looked like, but what the scientists and the artists are telling us, in their very different ways, is that if we lean in, and pay very close attention, sometimes what looks like Nothing is the best place to find the most interesting ... somethings.
Robert Krulwich
“in a day and age of instant gratification and everything moving so fast, we wanted to do the exact opposite,” says sigur rós’s jónsi birgisson. “slow tv is counter-active to the world we live in, in that it happens in real time and real slow.”
wish i saw this live (streamed).
Tsukuru Tazaki, always
cool and collected, always doing things at his own pace.
Tsukuru got up from
the chair on the balcony and went inside. He took a bottle of Cutty
dark Sark from a shelf, poured some into a glass, the carried it back
out to the porch. He sat down again and, for a time, pressed the
fingers of his right hand against his temple.
No, he thought, I'm
not cool and collected, and I'm not always doing things at my ow
pace. It's just a question of balance. I'm just good at habitually
shifting the weight I carry around from one side of the fulcrum to
the other, distributing it. Maybe this strikes others as cool. But it
isn't an easy operation. It takes more time than it seems. And even
if I do find the right balance, that doesn't lessen the total weight
one bit.
From 'Colorless
Tskukuru Tazaki' (2014) by Haruki Murakami, p. 294
My story will be faithful to reality, or at least to my personal recollection of reality, which is the same thing.
Ulrikke by Jorge Luis Borges
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