February 16, 2011
just looked up the noise by-laws for the City of Vancouver and noted this within them:
“Amplified sound of a radio, television, player or other sound playback device or amplification equipment, or the sound of musical instrument that emanates from a motor vehicle should not be easily heard by someone outside the motor vehicle.”
It’s very specific this part of the by-law thus beware if you are thinking of whipping out your mouth organ. What is the likelihood of someone playing a musical instrument inside a car?
Yet there is no mention of putting your hand on the horn. In other words the car can make music, not the passengers (but the car alarm cannot make music the bylaw covers that)
February 16, 2011
Being Female. Eileen Myles
When I think about being female I think about being loved. What I mean by that: I have a little exercise I do when I present my work or speak publicly or even write (like this). In order to build up my courage I try to imagine myself deeply loved.
GO HERE AND READ THE REST: http://www.theawl.com/2011/02/being-female
Nobody rocks it the way Eileen does. Print it up and read it on those days when it needs to be read.
February 16, 2011
A man yesterday was telling me a great story about noise. The story he told was about someone telling him to be quiet. As he told the story we were both running side by side and as the story concluded or then repeated its last loop, we became louder and louder until when I clarified one detail he had to shout it across to me. We laughed a great deal at the story. It seemed apt to laugh loudly at a ridiculous story about telling someone to be quiet.
Vancouver is a city fixated on silence and instruction at times. This can veer into instruction on silence as the man told me in his story. What’s curious is yet its located on these serious fault lines and we know that with earthquakes comes a horrible first sound. Is this why people are instructing each other on volume?
February 15, 2011
Helen Potrebenko blog
Anyone looking for more info on Helen’s work needs to jog on over to her blog: Doing my share of the world’s work.
You’ll find some of her poems and other writings are uploaded there for your delight and reading.
February 15, 2011
There’s a wind event happening outside right now. It’s reassuring. Like the world has lungs. The wind lifts and rustles all the parts of my greenhouse, reminding me that it is there. I am already excited about the community garden this year and must get back to agonizing and studying the seed catalogue for the hundreds of varieties before I settle on 3 packets of beetroot seeds and chocolate bachelor button flowers (so handsome).
February 13, 2011
Time and removal
Just noted 2 ads on a well know advert service. One promised hair removal and had the endorsement
– permenant hair removal since 1865
The other was mobile skin tag/wart removal service
– gone in 3 or 4 days (the ad noted)
In both examples the passing of time made my head buzz! A man potentially seated for 3 to 4 days watching and waiting while he treats your warts… and hair gone since 1865 and a person still upright!
February 11, 2011
This description of the fog in relation to yesterday’s tragic air crash in Cork: to not be able to see your cattle as you’re driving them is unusual and an extremity of fog surely.
“According to a local farmer who lives on lower ground than the airport, the fog was so heavy at 9.45am yesterday that he could not see his cattle as he was driving from a field just before the crash and he predicted the fog would be even worse up at the airport.”
February 11, 2011
In the interests of consistency today I managed to crash into the same pole twice. On the way in and on exit. Strangely the second time I whacked it much harder. Complexities of spatial relations. Today I was lost. Twice. The first time overpasses did not become streets and then streets chopped up into square park interruptions. The second time I just drove in circles, all the letters of the alphabet labelling the car parks did nothing to assist me in locating the C.