Monday August 31st 2015
There's always a
problem with places. Take Shire Hall in Monmouthshire.
Was a time when Shire Hall was the courthouse in the
town of Monmouth. It's not any more, as I understand it.
Then there's Monmouthshire itself. It was a county in
Wales, probably still is. And there's a whole thing with
the little details that turn to smoke in memory and
disappear. So there's a problem with places.
And there's a
problem with the sound of voices. A description is easier
done when the category of sound already exists in the mind
of another. To draw it, to make geometry of it, is one
thing. The other part is the relationship a person has with
the sound. When I first heard the sound of one of those
little battery driven alarm clocks, I thought "That's not
too bad." Now when I hear it, the sound pretty much gives me
heart attack and not in a nice way.