Blogs By Tim Girvin
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ob viam
3.25.06 Cairn of lavastone | Mt. Merapi | Java obviate OB-vee-ayt, transitive verb: To prevent by interception; to anticipate and dispose of or make unnecessary. Obviate derives from Latin obviare, "to meet or encounter," from ob viam, "placed or coming in the way"...
Cindy Gallop
I found this word, and thought of you, Cindy. Nice spending some time with you, exploring your ideas and home, there on 23rd, NYC, looking out to the sunny side of the street, from a dramatically darkening interior. A silky lingerie interior that, in its inherent...
40 Bond Street | Of glass skins
Hi and good morning. I went to Gabellini Sheppard to talk to them about some things. And they're right on the foot of Bond, in NYC. I walked over to 40 Bond, to see about Ian Schrager's new venture with HerzogDeMeuron. And what's happening, there? Or is it the other...
Boxing
Heavy bag (and you know who you are), meet this fist | Harry Hurt III What I like about this is that I know that | this space very well. And in a way, it seems like I'm always working in that (semi) martial space -- either fighting myself, or fighting, figuratively,...
The symbolism of weaving
Earlier in my career, as a designer, in exploring the concept of weaving and the context of history, architecture, the letterform in palaeography, I found intriguing links. And I was always compelled to explore the symbolic connection in things. How does, for example,...
TED | d.log>4
The last day was that last tango with the minds of the wildly ranging talent that is TED. More adventures, more risk, more exposures. And it's all about that risk. Exploding the trust of what you are, what you can be. That might be a thread -- breaking the edge of...
Brand evolutions
Sometimes there's a sense that we look at a brand one way, and there's a potential for it to be tipped another way; and that can be a good thing. We need to be ready for that, mind full of tipping spaces that will transcend or evolve expression to a market. But I...
TED / Three +…
Okay, so I've been busy, and trying to fill out the remaining days has taken time. Days, right? Daze, right? Like a week or so, really. And there's more, too. More learnings -- and of course, so much more learning that it took me a couple of daze to actually compile...
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.
Where there's smoke, there's fire. I've always been a lover of fire. And smoke. It's a family thing. My father is a pyrophiliac and he got me started in loving things that are on fire. Not in any sense of destruction, per se; it's more about the beauty of the flame....
She
There was all ways the myth of the beginning in her, that was un-named and known as force of making, Matrix and in that mystery, found, burdened, measured then lost in the fool that was man. The scent of the beginning drifted away, yet remains [ p e r f u m e ] in the...