A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Location: Springfield, Massachusetts, United States

Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

The Ural Pass

This is what my street looks like when the cherry trees are in bloom. The trees are rather old, and at some point are going to have to be replaced with spindly little new trees. I'm glad I happen to be living here while they're still big and magnificent.

The little pedestrian walkway in front of the church is technically a park. At one time it was a street, and connected what is currently Salem Street with Mattoon Street. The residents of Mattoon refer to this park as the "Ural Pass," and sometimes I do feel I'm on the other side of an unbridgeable divide.

When I was shopping for houses, I looked at a beautiful home on Mattoon Street, and one on Salem. I chose Salem Street, and I don't regret my choice.


If I decide to reinvent myself yet again, it may be as a designer of retromodern furniture and/or lighting. Finishing my degree in electrical engineering technology and conquering my fear of plugging things in would be an asset for the latter. Cordelia is embarking on a career as an industrial designer, so maybe I can just try to fill her head full of my ideas.

Meanwhile, if I had a million dollars, this John Brauer table is one of the first things I would run out and buy (figuratively speaking, of course. With the net, nobody has to run anywhere any more). And maybe a few of those polycarbonate chairs designed by Philippe Starck for Kartell. They looked great in the Fondation Cartier ballroom...they'd look equally great in Cicily's kitchen.