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RE: Minimalist Piece No. 9. Cannot Phone Dreams
PS--Love to see your outrageously expensive new shawl & your mother's cadmium lemon hibiscus :) And, also the peacock's on the table spread! Looks such a vividly bright dream even if carried down on the cells of volcanic tech, oh I AM grateful!
And, I think you really ought to make some of those Christmas cards exactly as you've described and you can send one to me via snail-mail please!?
Would love to send you something via snail mail! If you ever set up Discord this is my number: #9252. Then we can exchange such details. Otherwise I'll set up a temp. email for initial exchange of such details. If you have alternative idea on how to go about this let us know (I'm now at minimalist piece 10! and have no control over the timing it seems; possibly I cannot even consider that not everybody is keeping up with the schedule....but if hard axes have to fall so be it, only not on you. You have not slackened a single second. So let's start asking for backup plans and new angles on how to remain effectively in collaboration.)
I did originally get onto discord, but felt like a blank in an open room having no idea what to do? Chat back and forth with some guy in LA about not much of anything. Just felt I didn't have the time, but I could try to get on again and figure it out if only to exchange contact info. Or, the temp email is fine too.
I too hated the place, especially when it started filling up with nonsense. I can't remember how I got to where I am but it's a totally private space (not like the links I got for Discord here before). I think once you set it up, you can type in my # number (don't forget #, which I did and so nothing much happened at first which was an interesting experience: talk about lost in space! when you are specifically trying to find someone with a number at hand; it gave me fresh nightmares of something I must have gone through before after death some life time ago).
I learned very soon with OV that without voice you can be sent in spirals going nowhere, especially if one of you is the faster typist and the closer reader/writer of nuance. Fortunately (lo and behold! it turns out) we live in the same country so mobile contact was an option and has saved many a complicated day as the work progesses, largely pinned to discourse, supported by posts on Steemit, and complemented by the more mundane on the phone.
It would make for an interesting experiment from my side (tracing safe passages through the web for a number of years now) to briefly find you there and establish a point of contact for you never know when "they" need us specifically to be in the same space with OV. Since he was the one who suggested we form a group of our own (possibly with Sina, who also won't be a fan of the idea, I no doubt) I have to assume his Assistants need to have multiple options for the work they hope to be able to do on him. Yesterday, Saturday, was another marvellous crisis moment, when the Opposition clearly has detected shifts and new energy transfers and like barricudas come to the feeding pool to lie in ambush. At times like that Discord is more trouble than it's worth, but at the same time it requires you to step up to the plate and give it your best shot and run as swiftly as you can from base to base. Never was one to shirk a work-out.
Dhalias did you say...? They echo... Used to not like them (my mother hated them, prefering chysanthemums, which can be rather boring if you ask me) but now I have planted a few (won't flower this year, should have lifted them in the winter and watered them more during the periods of drought) they are for sure storing some kind of data I must look into once I get a blank canvas for a garden again come February, when I intend to plant up a mini field of them. If only to pin September forever to my Innangard (taking it with me when I go).
I believe chrysanthemums are the Scorpio flower and I must admit I felt a bit of a let down when I discovered that many, many years ago.
The dahlia's were not my favorite either until living where the deer will eat all and everything, but don't touch the non-smelling dahlia. I don't usually dig mine either, but we've been getting colder winter with the climate shift and so I planted new tubers this year.
I had deja vu reading the barracuda bit of this post.