Scientists suggest new geological epoch: ours: It would be called the Anthropocene. The word was coined by chemist and Nobel Prize winner Paul Crutzen at a conference in 2000. It denotes a new geological epoch, beginning about 200 years ago at the time of the Industrial Revolution, when our planet's systems were increasingly affected by our species. While the term Anthropocene has been used informally for years, a recent peer-reviewed British paper argues that it is now time to officially accept Anthropocene as a distinct era and to leave the Holocene to the pre-Industrial past.
(Monga Bay)

Been very busy. Lots of planning and thinking to do this week, and a million stitches in time besides. Getting used to living alone. It's funny how breakfast alone at home is an eternally wonderful thing, luring yourself out of your own dream-mind with caffeine and vittles. But eating dinner at home alone becomes curiously depressing after a while. I have not eaten any meat at my new place. I theorise this is maybe because it is counter-instinctive to consume meat without sharing it.
Went to see No country for old men last night, new Coen Bros. film. I thought it was a pretty good film. I don't generally expect realism in film and this didn't give it, garlanded as it was with typical Coen Bros. thukting, chuttering gore and the contrasts of hollow shell where human compassion ought to be, all mixed in with bread-and-butter nice guys and honeyish, David Lynchian women. It was partly this film's idea of what people think they are in the world for these days which I found interesting, though of course Cormack McCarthy is accreditable for part of this, being the author on whose book it was based. It was also very, very well acted, and completed by carefully chosen instances of ambiguity and rather impressive makeup, especially the shotgun wound in the guy's leg. When I got home I more than half expected to be shot through the forehead from behind the shower curtain with a silenced shotgun, but didn't particularly mind the fancy...



Exhibition opening drought is breaking this week, lots to see, hurrah - group show at Murray White, Elvis at Utopian Slumps, Kath Huang soon at Neon Parc... will try to cobble together some reviews eventually...

Holy stock-market-crash-amoly

'The US Government owes $US5 trillion and no-one seems to care despite what is supposedly a global credit crisis.'
(Crikey)

Mmmm, brownsocks food...

I realised last night that since the new year began I have been detoxing without even realising it - which can't really be a bad thing, can it? So life is all brownsocks vegetarian organic food and dandelion tea and no cigarettes and fair to moderate alcohol consumption...

Been a long time, yes, but not forgotten, just busily amassing grains of sand and shuffling them around until I have fashioned a suitable little mound for myself and steeled mind and body for the return to school - ah, but how exciting to be a student again!
For now, holing up until tomorrow is over, I can feel my British genes shuddering and panting and groaning under this 41 degree heat, we were not meant for this, where's the fogou, etc.
Bis bald...