Fun Friday Resources, et al.

Here, go STEAL some gorgeous Art Nouveau posters at Art of the Poster 1880-1918.

Or go get some antique maps at Europeana's staggering collection.

In other news, I have gotten nearly nothing done on several projects, so hooray for TASK AVOIDANCE!

Part of the problem is that my study occupies most of the attic of my house.  It's spacious (more room to clutter!) but it is in an attic.  The new air conditioner we had installed in January started flaking out as soon as the weather turned warm, and the company's technician—Mike, whom I've gotten to know well—has stayed at it over multiple visits.  For about a month now we thought he had fixed it, but alas, last Friday it flaked out again.  He now thinks he has to replace the wiring connecting the attic unit to the outside compressor.  Oy.

All of which is to say that I've had to decamp to the dining room with my laptop and my monitor, which is disruptive of my RITUAL.  That's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.

It's not true that I've gotten nothing done.  I've largely finished the chapter on AUDIENCE and can now turn my attention to the chapter on ABANDONMENT.  I took another stab at the music for Red Dress—completely unsuccessful, so hooray for ABORTIVE ATTEMPTS.

I reseeded the labyrinth.

And I began to design the next burn.  I've alluded to my role as Placement Lead for Georgia's mini-Burning Man style events, and this week I drove up to the property where this fall's burn will be held.  We are on new land again (third property in two years) and hope to make this place permanent.  My purpose in going up was to scope out the land, take some measurements, and then design the entire layout for the largest regional burn in the U.S.

Talk about an abortive attempt!

I know it looks amazing and as if it's ready to be populated by hippies, but trust me, everything you see on that map is a figment of my imagination.  Now I have to begin the whole SUCCESSIVE APPROXIMATION process: adjusting this road, nudging that square, etc. 

And this is before the hippies have even registered their theme camps.  As we say in the burn community, "Ugh, hippies."

So no, I haven't written a lot this week or worked on the ORENDA art project.  Perhaps next week, when the air conditioner is fixed.  Maybe.  Cras melior est.*

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* Cras melior est, for those who are just joining us, is the motto of the Lichtenbergian Society.  It means "Tomorrow is better."