The room in which my tiny office space resides was recently repainted, which involved removing a bookshelf. After I replaced it, I realized I didn’t want all that stuff back on it. Including a little pile of journals I’ve kept off and on over the years. I think about getting rid of them, but they’re full of gems.
May 1991: my accelerated Mac SE operates at 20 MHz and has a 105 MB hard drive and a 19″ black and white monitor. Current: 5 year old Mac Mini operating at 2.3 GHz (115 times faster) with 500 GB hard drive (4,876 times greater capacity).
September 1993: my Mac IIsi has 17 MB of RAM. Current: 16 GB (964 times more). That was the computer I used to put together Post Card Passages. Each full-page image required 32 MB, so every time I made a change to an image it switched to virtual memory, and I’d listen to the hard drive chattering for several minutes. Maybe go to the kitchen and brew a fresh pot of coffee.
In a later one, a page bookmarked by a $5 bill from Trinidad and Tobago.
In 1989, I served on the board of the Northwest Association of Book Publishers.
“Special Bylaws. Meeting #3 (or is it 4?) — like doing jury duty. Wrote ‘Another way of looking at Professor X’ afterwards:
A silent moan when X is found
at monthly meetings of our board,
his academics to expound
with functionality ignored.”
I don’t remember who Professor X was.
And going back to the mid 1980s, sketches from Florence, Italy.
This probably from home, Hochheim am Main, West Germany.
So *sigh* guess what has just gone back on the bookshelf