dialogue 7 with Willa Cline, March 19 1997

Session Start: Wed Mar 19 11:31:25 1997
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jacee: Good afternoon!
jacee: the grandfather clock was just striking
jacee: twelve
willa: hi, how are you?
jacee: fine, and you?
jacee: slacking today?
willa: my clock says 1:00
willa: Good.
jacee: I wonder if PORT will join us...
willa: uh huh. Slept late, had lunch, that's it so far.
jacee: they are usually up by now
willa: What happened last time,
jacee: so, here we are, finally...
willa: did they ever come back on?
jacee: Well, they got on-line late and got wiped off...
jacee: I didn't ask Remo what happened
willa: I guess I'm on the same channel you are, the ais one?
willa: Does that make a difference?
jacee: Right -- although I did a little research, and it seems the EFnet today is working on a fair number of servers
jacee: but that can change in a moment
jacee: It is best to be on the same server if at all possible
jacee: AIS has opened up their server to any connection almost
willa: I tried earlier this morning and it was full, so I worried.
jacee: which is cool
jacee: really
willa: So how are things going with you? Are you working a lot?
jacee: That is the problem with an open one like this -- jammed with all the folks who can't get on elsewhere like me
willa: I can't either, some of them say "not authorized"
jacee: Busting ass... Preparing prints (photographs), working on my book dummy, got my neg scanner back yesterday, preparing to hit the road in three weeks
willa: I'm excited about the book! How far along are you?
jacee: A little overwhelming, but the juices are flowing
jacee: Well, I have a 50 page dummy which I did in Quark
jacee: I'm NOT a designer, though, I will get a friend who used to work with Martha Stewart to do a real design
willa: Martha Stewart? :)
willa: That can only be a good thing.
jacee: I have to continue scanning in possible images and do sketch layouts and work on the epilogue
jacee: text-wise, it's a minimalist thing -- George doing the intro
willa: Oh, great (George)!
willa: Do you have a publisher?
jacee: I've been spending time at Kinkos printing copies
jacee: No, no publisher, I am making the dummies for sending out to a few packagers...
willa: You shouldn't have a problem. Didn't you say photography is big
willa: right now?
jacee: But I think it is publishable -- it will be hell doing the exhibition printing for it, though
willa: What does that mean? Do you have to do the printing?
jacee: yes, right... It seems to be making a come-back in terms of print sales (so I hear from friends in the Biz in NYC
jacee: Oh yes, the printing -- in the darkroom -- is the crux of the project -- that is where the images are crafted from the negs
willa: But you have to do them from scratch (again) for the book?
jacee: That is what Ansel Adams called "the symphony performance" and the negative is the Score
jacee: Definitely, I produce the prints, and then they will be digitally scanned as printed at the publishers
jacee: simply scanning a negative direct in misses that step of creation
willa: How many do you anticipate using?
jacee: and I also do sepia or mild warm toning, so it will be printed (the book) in tri-tone
jacee: probably about 2-300 images
willa: The small sepia prints you mentioned sound interesting.
willa: A lot of work.
jacee: there are page layouts with up to nine small images, or as few as one large image, all in the uncropped 35mm format
jacee: Yup... It will take about one month of concentrated effort to finish
willa: Any specific topic?
jacee: The title is Light of Movement Light of Place Light of Being, but I may shorten it to Light of Being
jacee: images of what I am doing, who I am with, and where I am from the past 10-12 years of movement
willa: Very nice. You've been a lot of places.
jacee: it's a blur... and editing the 20000 images is a trip
willa: And going again . . .
jacee: rollin stone
willa: Overwhelming.
jacee: have you erad Bruce Chatwin?
jacee: read, that is
willa: No, I don't think so. ?
jacee: really! I'm surprised -- I think you might like him, a travelogue writer
jacee: was an expert for Sotheby's in London in some obscure art form, then split and traveled for about ten years before dying young of some rare disease
willa: Sounds interesting, I'll have to look him up. Recent?
jacee: yes, recent, he dies in the late 70's? maybe even 80's
jacee: so how's work on the web site
willa: What made you think of him? A rolling stone, like you?
willa: Fine. Still writing every night. Gives me discipline, I guess.
jacee: yes, he was a mover, and a superb writer (unlike me)
willa: Forces me to write whether the muse is there or not.
jacee: What is the measure of feed back lately?
willa: I like the way you write, though. Very evocative of place.
willa: Still *very* low.
willa: 112 people on the mailing list, more than that read it every day,
willa: maybe 2 or 3 give me feedback on a particular column
jacee: Yeah, that is not bad, though, really
jacee: Quality, not qunatity anyway
willa: Seems strange, but I guess that's the medium
willa: You think?
jacee: quantity
jacee: oh definitely
willa: Oh, yes, quality is more important certainly.
willa: So many just surfing by . . .
jacee: I may start again when I hit the road next month
willa: I miss your travelog
willa: Oh, synchronicity!
jacee: well, surfers... I guess the fates cover that...
jacee: but, hey, that's how we came into contact...
jacee: so...
willa: I would think it would help you focus and remember when you're traveling so much
willa: That's true.
jacee: I don't miss the travelog in most ways --
willa: I would never met you if not for the web, and George
jacee: as I have little 'going on' except for the struggle to make cash to head out...
willa: Was it (the travelog) a burden to do?
willa: Still, the chronicling of a life has value, I think.
jacee: not a burden when traveling, I have time when traveling, but here, now, I am stressed about getting work done and planning the travel
willa: People tell me that, anyway.
jacee: definitely, the reflexive value and the value to others
jacee: (hey, I am going to jump over to email and pop one off to Remo, okay?) be right back
willa: Yes, you have to concentrate on working now.
jacee: uno momento
willa: Okay. I'll be here.
jacee: sorry, I think it went out -- I hate Microsoft Exchange...
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jacee: speak of the devil!
jacee: I just sent you folks an email...
willa: Is that you use for mail? Oh, there they are!
jacee: no, just on my dad's machine... I'm using MIRC on his clone
nomini: I found you....
nomini: this is remo
jacee: Hi Remo -- you met Willa from before, no? Maybe not, this is Willa Cline
willa: Hi, Remo, I think we met before.
willa: You're not using the laptop?
jacee: Willa, this is Remo, he's one of the/ the / curators for PORT
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jacee: no, I'm in front of a Packard Bell...
jacee: although I have my Mac here next to me just in case!
willa: A *real* computer. I have the laptop on, as Dave Barry would say, my actual lap.
jacee: sitting in the sun?
We don't use the word curator here....
willa: No, but looking out the window.
jacee: Oops.. sorry
willa: *At* the sun.
jacee: facilitator
jacee: Have you seen the comet?
PORT2: right....
PORT2: we are modest....
willa: No, I keep forgetting to look. Have you? I assume you've had the
willa: telescope out. Can you get far enough away from the lights?
jacee: oh yes, it is something to LOOK at
jacee: we are in the country here, about ten miles out from town, so it gets quite dark
willa: I don't know if I could see it here or not, but I should make the effort.
jacee: on a clear night without doubt, it is very large and very bright
willa: I love that. That's why I love the ocean--looking out at nothing. Soothing.
willa: Does it move as you watch?
jacee: if you hold your hand out, and hold your thumb and forefinger about two inches apart, it's that long
jacee: no, although it looks like it is moving
jacee: from night to night it does
willa: Wow, big! Do you mean it looks that large without the telescope?
jacee: yes, it's huge
jacee: I can see it w/o glasses on even
jacee: (well, my eyes aren't too bad...)
jacee: it has a power in the Light it is reflecting from the sun
willa: I'll have to look if tonight is clear.
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jacee: all phenomena like that have it
jacee: a power in the essential nature of their Light
willa: Does it look so large (larger than a star) because it's close?
jacee: yes, and it has this tail of stuff coming from the head, like hair blowing in water
willa: no light of their own, but reflective
[tee] Hi jacee and U all, I'm Terhi
jacee: (hei hei Terhi)
jacee: I don't know the size, physically. of it, but the visual size is spectacular...
willa: Stuff?
jacee: Staring at the heavens is only therapeutic!
jacee: yeah, stuff, I dunno
jacee: junk
jacee: hair!
willa: You're intriguing me with it. Yes.
jacee: may as well personify it
jacee: her?
jacee: him?
jacee: are you right in town?
willa: Too early to lie in the grass and star up at the stars, at least here.
willa: What's it's name? Hale-Bopp? The Bopp comet. :)
willa: Her, I think.
jacee: yes, a strange name
willa: Yes. Suburban, but lots of lights.
jacee: take a drive... I remember some of the rest-stops on Interstate 70 west of there
willa: Lots of shopping centers.
willa: My husband, Bob, was Uncle Bop for a long time to one of my nieces.
jacee: nothing
jacee: so the comet is realted to him!
jacee: related
willa: Good idea. Maybe I will. I'm going out east to my parents' tonight
jacee: that is
willa: they live farther out than I do.
willa: Yes, he's claiming it as his own.
jacee: you have far-out parents
willa: Right. ;)
willa: Haven't seen them since Christmas.
jacee: What is the nature of your other net contacts (as a result of your site?)
willa: I'm a bad daughter.
jacee: you have many dialogues?
jacee: running parallel
jacee: conversation stopper...
willa: Actually, I would say only two or three *really* good dialogues going on,
jacee: uh-huh (good? what's that mean?)
willa: maybe a dozen less often.
willa: Two or three daily correspondents.
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jacee: do you find each forms into it's own distinctive styles?
jacee: style
willa: Good, well, close? Frequent? Close, I guess. Those that have really become friends.
willa: Absolutely.
willa: I love that. Getting such a sense of someone without ever actually meeting.
jacee: I find that a great thing about dialogues like that, how they develop a character
jacee: which carries the relationship in totally different directions
willa: Unexpected directions, sometimes.
jacee: I noticed this when an old friend cc'ed a copy of a letter he had written to his sister to me,
jacee: I was shocked/intrigued by the absolute difference in Voice he had!
willa: Difference, too, in style of writing for/to different people.
willa: That's funny, isn't it? Do we do that in our speaking voices as well, or
willa: just writing?
jacee: Usage of language defining, mediating this bipolar energy rotating through space
jacee: Writing makes it more apparent, I think
willa: More concentrated, maybe. Easier to identify.
jacee: although body language is a powerful corollary
jacee: easier to know written things, yes
willa: It's difficult sometimes writing to someone without any visual clues.
willa: Sometimes the urge to reach out and touch someone is very strong . . .
willa: in the course of a conversation
jacee: I know Joy has trouble with IRC -- she hates it, being a person who works the CUSeeMe networks
willa: I'm not sure about that, though. I've never tried it, maybe I'd like it. Have you?
jacee: Well, I have wondered how many of the people in Eight Dialogues I will see within the next year...
willa: Are you going to make an effort to?
jacee: Yes, it is strange, some with Joy, and the relationship takes an entirely different character... Like the visual
jacee: has some
jacee: uh
jacee: power, of course
jacee: Well, I was mapping it in my head
jacee: Alex will be in Pennsylvania, Lily and Terhi in Helsinki, I'll see them in a couple months,
jacee: If I drive west from NYC with my stuff in August... Hey, you're there on I-70
willa: You haven't met Alex, have you?
willa: Are you going to stop and see me??
jacee: No, Alex stumbled onto my web site last fall
willa: That would be fun.
willa: Stumbled. Like me.
jacee: I find all mediated contact to be problematic. I haven't had a real close friend or family member die yet
jacee: and separation is difficult,
jacee: or the will to be with friends is strong
jacee: new or old
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jacee: sure, I'd love to stop... I should visit with Dan and Stephanie's families too.
willa: I'd like that.
jacee: to tell them what my interaction with the two of them was
willa: Have you spoken with them?
jacee: No, I have been speaking with my circle of friends from Grad School -- we are thinking of doing a web site about Dan and Stephanie
jacee: but no one makes the initiative yet...
jacee: I just remember them from time to time, wondering about it all
willa: I was wondering if you'd dropped the idea. Too painful.
jacee: Well, not painful, just life in the face
jacee: I don't find loss painful, just perplexing
willa: It always is.
willa: So many of your friends are so far removed, too, in a physical sense.
willa: So far away.
jacee: Well, maybe not even perplexing, maybe just so inscrutable and, yes, separation is so inherent in the way we live anyway
jacee: death is only a virtual extension of it
jacee: I find that to be the sweetest thing of travel, the reunions as well as the partings
willa: I suppose. The finality of it is scary.
jacee: I guess I don't measure finality
willa: I envy you your ease with people.
jacee: either I think myself immune (immortal?) or I am insensitive to that aspect
willa: Still immortal nearing forty? I guess we all feel that way.
jacee: well, that ease is on a certain level. a certain sphere
jacee: Well, despite my back problems... yes
willa: How is your back now? Good?
jacee: somehow immortality doesn't figure with death, or death is just another aspect of it
jacee: Back is okay. I was out gold-panning yesterday, that was intensive, stooping
jacee: a lot
willa: A different plane.
willa: Any luck?
jacee: I got a lot of magnetite (heavy magnetic black sand) which can point to gold
jacee: This a gold area still being worked in some places...
jacee: I thought I would try as there is a small wash that still had a water flow in it from the snow... so I could pan easily
willa: Have you found it before?
jacee: yes, very small amounts, not here, but in Alaska and Colorado...
jacee: I don't have the head for a miner
jacee: what's that song, "clementine"
willa: What kind of a head do you need? Hard?
jacee: you got to WANT GOLD
willa: Oh, you don't want it ENOUGH?
jacee: guess not
willa: Probably hard work for a small payoff.
jacee: that's why I am broke all the time, I never learned what to do with money
jacee: definitely hard work
willa: I know, me too. I'm very bad at that.
jacee: but not a bad thing to do on a whim on a bright sunny day at 70F/20C in the national forest here a short hike away
willa: Are you in good shape for traveling next month, everything set?
willa: Have you been walking? Swimming?
jacee: well, plenty of details yet to be arranged, the Big picture is sketched out, now to fill it in with details
jacee: Planes are pegged, then slower forms of transport. and down to sleeping places and so on
jacee: I am hiking 3-4 days a week and swimming 3 days
jacee: where are we here?
willa: It funnels down . . . Do you see Loki first?
jacee: where are you Willa?
willa: ?
jacee: I feel like I'm talking too much
willa: I'm here, am I gone there?
jacee: no, not gone, but I am having trouble seeing you
jacee: (for me getting in the way
willa: Oh, I see. You're not in the way.
willa: I'm here. I'm quiet, usually.
willa: I watch.
jacee: well, not in the way, but...
willa: I lurk.
willa: :)
jacee: gulp
jacee: deep breath
willa: Okay, me, too.
willa: I just opened the window, but it's too cold and I'll have to close it again.
willa: Is it nice there now? Spring?
jacee: hot. I watch the cactus begin to wake up, I think
jacee: what trees there are
willa: This has been a rough winter for me. I'll be glad for it to be over. If it ever is.
jacee: gee, waddya mean?
willa: Do you like the desert?
jacee: I love the desert
willa: Emotionally, mostly. I don't know. Some depression. SAD, I think, partly.
willa: I don't know if it would be different somewhere where the sun shines more.
jacee: that's a label for other things isn't it?
jacee: I thought that in Iceland
willa: Like?
jacee: sadness...
jacee: I suffered terribly in the winters, until the last one,
willa: Maybe an excuse.
jacee: and I had a different attitude and was fine after Dec 21st
willa: So what changed? How do you change your attitude?
willa: Force of will?
jacee: But, sun touches us
jacee: I guess I was enjoying life, and not letting stupid things get under my skin
jacee: yes, force of will. too
jacee: force of cosmos, maybe
jacee: the Sun
willa: I seem to be very volatile lately. Happy one moment, sad the next.
jacee: we are approaching the Equinox now
willa: I try to hold onto the happiness. But the sun *does* help.
jacee: balancing of extremes
willa: Isn't there an eclipse this weekend?
jacee: really? Lunar? Solar one last week in Siberia
willa: Partial lunar, I think. Sunday? The 23rd.
willa: They said it would make the comet easier to see.
jacee: I have the picture of old French ladies in a cathedral, praying five times a day, "keeping their eyes on The Son"
jacee: I would plan to see that, if I were you.
jacee: Enormous energies playing out FOR YOUR EYES ONLY
willa: That, too (The Son)>
willa: I will. I'll research it and be sure to look.
willa: MY EYES ONLY?
jacee: What you see is for your eyes only. No one shares your point of view
jacee: literally
willa: Interesting point.
willa: I'm always trying to remember that
jacee: and the cumulative impinging of Light energy on your body/eyes is YOURS ALONE
willa: everyone has a different point of view and
willa: sees things from their own perspective. That
willa: you can never know what is in someone else's heart . . .
jacee: it is a platitude with great meaning behind it
willa: It goes the other way, too, I guess.
willa: Yes.
jacee: unless looking deep into someone's eyes?
jacee: or so?
jacee: eye contact
willa: Yes, but that doesn't happen very often.
jacee: probably 'cause it's too intense for us
jacee: (like mediating through IRC)
jacee: the intensity is limited?
willa: I'm smiling at the monitor.
willa: You can't see me.
willa: But I feel your energy.
jacee: right
willa: Your intensity.
willa: But eye contact would be nice.
jacee: I have knitted brows
willa: Laughing now.
jacee: I am trying to measure who I am by sepaking to others, maybe not the best way to go
willa: Why are your brows knitted?
jacee: others measure themselves against the material world,
willa: No, you can't do that! Unless you choose the others very carefully.
jacee: concentrating on figuring out what this energy is, and what it is doing...
willa: Even then, everything is shaped by their perception. *You* know who you are.
willa: Easy to do, though. We worry too much about what others think, probably.
jacee: Yet, I haven't a clue why I would do a project like we are doing here
jacee: I find that in the Art World, this kind of action is as ALIEN as can be found, and looked upon as such
jacee: (present company excepted -- PORT)
jacee: What can we show others here?
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willa2: Hi, I'm back. I got disconnected.
jacee: Is it a question of content? of form? HICCUP
jacee: hi
jacee: deep breath
willa2: is "willa" still there? It said my nickname was already in use
willa2: Hi.
willa2: I missed you.
willa2: I'm on a different server now. The other one was full.
jacee: sometimes it has trouble with one's reverberations and alter egos in cyberspace...
willa2: I'm in Georgia, I think, this time.
willa2: Not fool proof, is it?
jacee: My last question was What can we show others here?
jacee: ...
jacee: nope
willa2: That you *can* have a dialogue
jacee: slower a bit, too
willa2: with someone you've never met?
willa2: Back to dyslexia
jacee: is that it? Isn't that rather mundane? Don't dialogues happen all the time?
willa2: Shall I try the other one again? Or stick with what's working, albeit slowly?
jacee: it's okay...
jacee: part of the medium
willa2: Well, what then? Meaningful dialogue at least? Or just human connection?
willa2: I didn't mean dialogue, but *dialogue*
jacee: Well, that's just it, what is it to strive for? Or to raise as Example
willa2: Really, how *do* you establish a connection through words only?
willa2: It happens, but why? How?
jacee: I always pictured that there was a fine silver wire passing from ones mouth to the ear of the Other
jacee: and vice versa
jacee: and yet there was a massive space all around in which there were unspoken things passing between
willa2: But I mean sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't and sometimes you just don't care
willa2: No sparks
jacee: the silver wire was language
jacee: only a small fraction of what passes between
jacee: the rest are myriad energies that I cannot name...
jacee: And yet I am compelled to invoke them or seek them out
jacee: sparks come from friction...
jacee: sloooooooowwwwwwwwwww southern connection, eh?
willa2: Right--
willa2: The unspoken is hard to hear in this kind of mediated contact
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willa2: Am I drawling?
jacee: yet we hear it, I guess, whisperings. written in words. Writing on the walls
jacee: y'all come back now
jacee: I guess it seems we lose fullness in our relationships in this age
willa2: It's a lot of effort to make meaningful contact
jacee: Attention (for lack of, my marriage failed...)
willa2: Whisperings. I like the silver wire analogy.
willa2: There's so much going on it sometimes seems like it's too much effort to
willa2: do what it takes to keep a friendship alive
willa2: Really? Is that what happened?
jacee: Are there other things to do rather than friendships? I know of hermits, but they will not tell me why they are that way
willa2: Well, I'm not a hermit, but
jacee: of course, we are said to be truly alone as spirit to face the world
willa2: I could be a recluse, perhaps.
jacee: uh-huh, recluse
willa2: I find I don't need a lot of people around. I'm a happy solitude.
willa2: I can amuse myself fairly easily.
willa2: I enjoy being *with* myself.
jacee: maybe just depend on a more refined set of dialogues -- I suppose there are those legendary people
jacee: who find THE OTHER who is all that is needed...
willa2: Oh, yes, there are a few people that I love and wouldn't want to be without.
jacee: you don't need a lot -- quality not quantity again
willa2: But very few, actually.
jacee: hmmmmmm
willa2: I've never been "popular." I'm not a partier. Although the Greek place last week was fun . . .
willa2: It seemed like something you would like.
willa2: I don't know why.
willa2: But I thought of you.
jacee: well, of course, a good dinner has always been an active art vehicle for me..
jacee: good food
jacee: breaking bread together
willa2: Do you still think about doing something with your tapes?
jacee: I remember a dinner with Terhi and Tapio... no, I won't tell that story here
jacee: Yes, I hope to finish something in Lapland in June...
jacee: Although I hate carrying the tapes. Rather have dinners instead...
willa2: And not think about it?
jacee: right
jacee: I document enough as it is
jacee: spend massive energies documenting
willa2: It's nice, though. Helps our failing memories.
jacee: helps our memories fail! That's what technology has done
jacee: w/o photos, we would have to remember what we looked like at ten
willa2: Oh. Like, use it or lose it?
jacee: what we sounded like, moved like, IF it mattered
jacee: exactly
willa2: Well, it matters.
willa2: Differently to different people. I'm sure your mother doesn't need photos
willa2: to remember what you looked like at 10
jacee: like moving through these dialogues, what memories do I have for them, they run together in a way...
jacee: Only from pictures!
willa2: I have a photo of myself at that age on my desk;
willa2: wide eyes, so open
willa2: trusting
willa2: waiting to be filled up.
jacee: I have no impression in memory of looking in a mirror and understanding that remembering what I saw was important
jacee: it wasn't, matter of fact
jacee: at ten
jacee: and maybe not now
jacee: but in a photo we read our histories
willa2: Look in your own eyes now.
willa2: Sometimes (most of the time) we see things in photographs that we miss in
willa2: reality
willa2: Maybe not you, someone trained to *see*
willa2: But the average person misses a lot
jacee: (only as mediated by a mirror, which is glass which is amorphous silica which is a silicon chip which is a computer soul
willa2: Mirror mediation . . .
willa2: Um, makes me think of, I don't know,
willa2: prison visitation?
willa2: Through a glass
willa2: darkly
jacee: always mediated by materiality. We were not made to look at ourselves
willa2: But now face to face . . . ?
jacee: else our eyes would be on stalks, not embedded in our heads
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jacee: or so
willa2: It's strange sometimes to look at yourself in a mirror; do you ever not
willa2: recognize yourself?
willa2: Like hearing your own voice on tape
jacee: I look everyday to check the fitness of the mask for public consumption
willa2: Different than hearing it through your ears
jacee: I haven't had that look of dis-recognition, though, that I can recall
willa2: Oh, masks, another of my favorite things to contemplate--
willa2: the masks we wear for others, different ones for different
willa2: situations
willa2: I see my mother sometimes in my face
willa2: Once, very clearly. Startling.
jacee: it is all there, literally, within you
willa2: Yes.
jacee: I want to compile the series of about 700 self-portraits I have done over 20 years
willa2: You look so different in every one I've seen
willa2: That could be another book
jacee: I always think I look the same -- or have the same coutenance
jacee: countenance
willa2: Differences in hair length, beard or not, glasses, underneath the same I guess
jacee: I hear the grandfather clock strike two already. hmmm
willa2: You change your appearance a lot.
willa2: Is it time to go?
jacee: yes, my friends laugh about that
jacee: well, we are not running by a clock necessarily...
jacee: The
jacee: the gallery closes at Four their time (two here), though, I think
jacee: what have we mapped here?
willa2: I don't change at all, I don't think, except to get older.
willa2: In appearance.
willa2: Inside I do. Or, well, maybe not.
willa2: What do you think? Did we accomplish anything?
willa2: Were we supposed to accomplish anything?
jacee: we moved through different territories.
jacee: at stellar speeds
willa2: Until now, at slightly less stellar speeds . . .
jacee: nah, nothing to accomplish, that would devalue the event
jacee: I probably do need to go, though, as I am using the only phone line here, and my folks get
willa2: Just conversation. Got to know each other a little better maybe.
jacee: itchy to make phone calls
jacee: say, did you log this? You are using MIRC, right?
willa2: Okay. That's fine with me.
willa2: Yes, I told it to. Didn't you?
jacee: I logged it, but like to have a backup, just in case...
willa2: It should be there.
jacee: The screen log stops after awhile, I guess it gets filled, but I never trust whether the file has logged it all...
willa2: Minus the part where I dropped out . . .
jacee: Anyway, right, well, look, I'll be in touch.
willa2: I logged the practice one and it worked fine.
willa2: Okay. Keep in touch from your travels;
jacee: Of course, by tonight I will have this up all pretty and colorful on the site
willa2: maybe we can get together when you drive through.
willa2: I like what you've done with the colors.
jacee: and who knows, if I do pass through KC area, I will definitely let you know! It would be fun
jacee: well, makes it easier to read
willa2: Yes, it would. I enjoyed the conversation. Take care of yourself.
jacee: okay, enjoy the rest of the day off
willa2: The sun is out at least . . .
jacee: see you PORT folks later! Remo!
jacee: And talk to you in the next days onboard the Symphony, Terhi -- Tapio said you were having an IRC there...
jacee: cheers
[tee] Yes John
willa2: Bye.
[tee] But I'm not going to be on Symphony
jacee: okay, I'll send email out (tee, send me this times and channels again. okay?)
jacee: bye
[tee] I'll be connected from my studio.
[tee] OK I will. When I'll know...
jacee: Okay, parting is such sweet sorrow...
Session Close: Wed Mar 19 14:12:36 1997