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two projects, at least two

One of my favourite books is Georges Perec’s W, or the Memory of Childhood (1975), which intertwines two stories: a fragmentary, dispassionately observed account of Perec’s childhood experience in the lead up to WWII; and a fictional account of a … Continue reading

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Bouldering_Diary_00

I realise that I have been a climber for close to 25 years. Never been a great climber – my hardest ascent was a soft-touch 25 – but back in the early 1990s I established a bunch of routes down … Continue reading

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Bouldering_Diary_01

There may be a need to say a few words generally. Specifically, perhaps, something about the notion of a line. During the mid-19th century, when climbing first emerged as a dedicated leisure pursuit (distinct from religious pilgrimage or scientific exploration), … Continue reading

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Bouldering_Diary_03

My previous post focused on the small details of an ascent of an unheralded boulder in the bush just behind my home. My emphasis was upon representing the climb as a particular algorithmic procedure and upon depicting something of the … Continue reading

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Bouldering_Diary_04

Been a few days and I haven’t felt like writing. Rapidly ascending that small steep boulder problem has left me uncertain what to do next. I can’t even bother to watch Biggest Loser. In fact, I have already missed the … Continue reading

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