I am at it again.
I don't know how I got this lucky, but I am part of the Nokia's Soul Of The Night project. Since December, I have been defining the city at night on my own terms, and after all that is done, the phone remains my own. I'm the youngest of the six invited and I may not get to to go out often or dine out at swanky places like they do, but I'm still proud of the little collection I've put together so far.
I felt a little awkward with it at first because I'm not used to chunky, yet more delicate phones. But it's really grown on me. The camera is convenient. Its flash & pixel count is convenient. The font is convenient and the wireless access is addictive. I am not getting paid for this, I just get the privilege of having this phone grow on me, and it has.
The N82 TV ad didn't have to grow on me when it came out this month though, I loved it instantly:
That car in the beginning is moving backward!
not quite. look closer.
Here is the time for the sayable, here is its homeland.
Speak and bear witness. More than ever
the Things that we might experience are vanishing, for
what crowds them out and replaces them is an imageless act.
An act under a shell, which easily cracks open as soon as
the business outside outgrows it and seeks new limits.
Between the hammers our heart
endures, just as the tongue between the teeth
is still able to praise.- Rilke
for recently deceased & mistreated Mikhail Hyder, 08/11/1986 - 07/02/2008. Spread the sympathy if not the story.
