… waiting at a blank canvas of keys.

The Digital Universe Atlas at the Hayden Planetarium.

How countlessly they congregate
O’er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!–

As if with keenness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,–

And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.

– Stars, by Robert Frost

“… for those who have a sense of poetry. For those who are pilgrims. For those who can tell a story to four year old children and hold their attention. For those who have a fire burning within…”

Some of the discussion points on the about page caught my attention:
“How does music function in film? How do you narrate a story? … How do you sensitize an audience? How is space created and understood by an audience? … How do you create illumination and an ecstasy of truth?”

a sight close to how I'm feeling this week. via debbietea.com

View from the central axis of the LHC (CERN)

Only those who subscribe to my RSS feed will see this post, so pardon my housecleaning. This is a test post from my iPhone. Trying out a few things in preparation for some changes and a fresh start. More info to come…