The agreeable eye

an eudæmonistarchives

More specifically concerning: pdx

A view (20)

3 December 2007, around 17.07.

all is roses.

A view (38)

24 July 2013, around 5.38.

sunset, Portland.

wayside

11 April 2014, around 20.43.

cornered

6 August 2014, around 13.56.

momentum

26 August 2014, around 0.04.

Scent through the open window – party-goer’s perfume or an evening bath, mothballed sociability. Dull beats from the club, from the event space fluorescent light, and the shouting or murmurs of the smokers. Another scent. Ready for winter – ready to close the windows.

mise en scène

23 November 2014, around 7.31.

The other day I noticed that the old apartment was empty – the one we had lived in before. It faces west with a view of the city, and has certain conveniences (a trundle bed, a refrigerator that doesn’t block a window) that the current apartment lacks. I emailed the property manager about it, to […]

acedia

6 June 2016, around 12.16.

afternoon commute

30 August 2016, around 14.18.

looking up

17 October 2016, around 12.23.

befogged

3 May 2017, around 5.40.

Ghostly views on the morning walk – weather warm and strange.

unscientific

13 June 2017, around 14.32.

Books save lives.

kamurj

13 February 2018, around 7.43.

Exploring new bridges.

amused

13 February 2020, around 5.42.

An arbitrary detail from ‘Portrait of the Comte De M.’ by Jérôme-Martin Langlois (1831). Just last Tuesday, I ended up at the art museum, although I hadn’t intended to go. It was after going to the dentist, you see, and my jaw was sore from a filling and the right side of my face was […]

A view (55)

28 April 2022, around 8.19.

momentary

7 August 2022, around 17.22.

peripatetic

19 August 2022, around 9.12.

From the morning walk.

hey neighbor

28 August 2022, around 14.38.

The new neighbor lives openly, loudly, her life spilling across the narrow public sphere of the yard between buildings. Branches and brambles provide an equivocal visual screen, but sound passes through unmuffled. Her conversations are eager, enthusiastic, kindly, echoing out the open windows of the barely furnished ground floor apartment next door, which she has […]

in waves

4 November 2022, around 16.03.

Walked out in the downpour to pick up holds from the library – a biography of Walter Benjamin and Black Jacobins by C. L. R. James, neither of which I am likely to read at the moment but which did, however, give me a destination. Mostly I wanted to be out walking in the rain […]

A view (57)

14 February 2023, around 5.53.

fleeting

21 February 2023, around 11.44.

Undoubtedly, the landscape will be endearing to someone in the future, even if it changes again. People live in the world of their own moment. They get used to their environment and cannot waste emotions on grieving over everything that has changed. —Andri Snær Magnason (On Time and Water, trans. Lytton Smith, p. 251)

other work

27 March 2023, around 14.23.

It is the itchy time of year, that small collection of days when one notices the dusty cobwebs gathered in the corner and along the picture rail, when the dirty streaks on the window vex a spot of sun that shines too brightly but does not linger long. The piles of books pulled out for […]

procedural

11 August 2023, around 4.37.

…only a particular concatenation of circumstances will reveal that one man always acts in a good way because his instinctual inclinations compel him to, and the other is good only in so far and for so long as such cultural behaviour is advantageous for his own selfish purposes. But superficial acquaintance with an individual will […]

frost point

15 January 2024, around 11.36.

One cannot say that it is unseasonably cold, because it is winter and it should, after all, be cold, but it is unusually cold, to the point that the streets have been, for the past two days, uncommonly empty, except for dogs and their owners and (on Saturday) postal carriers. Going out without gloves leaves […]

pretty slick

21 January 2024, around 14.28.

But the conquest of the physical world is not man’s only duty. He is also enjoined to conquer the great wilderness of himself. The precise role of the artist, then, is to illuminate that darkness, blaze roads through that vast forest, so that we will not, in all our doing, lose sight of its purpose, […]

dotty

3 February 2024, around 18.45.

So when I got through telling Dorothy what I thought up, Dorothy looked at me and looked at me and she really said she thought my brains were a miracle. I mean she said my brains reminded her of a radio because you listen to it for days and days and you get discouradged and […]

back in the day

12 February 2024, around 15.29.

Socrates & co.

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