A Different Light (1978)
“Jimson sat at the table by the food unit. In front of his nose he'd piled a small heap of objects from Ysao's workbench, chosen at random; he didn't know what they were called or what they were for. He was trying to give them the quality of a classical still life, as if they were organic. It was an interesting exercise, and the results were pretty poor, he decided.
It was nice to look at something else. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked as Russell passed him, methodically laying down tape.... As far as he could tell, it made no regular patterns.
"I'm stretching my mind," Russell said. He finished, and laid the tape to one side.
"Very decorative," commented Ysao. He was sitting in his favorite place, cross-legged on top of his worktable.
Russell walked to the outer end of the tape. "I'm ready." "Go ahead, then," said Ysao. Leiko swiveled her pilot's chair around to watch.
Russell began to walk along the path of the tape; very carefully, not trying to place his feet exactly on the yellow line, but obviously trying to stay close to it.MoreLess
It was nice to look at something else. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked as Russell passed him, methodically laying down tape.... As far as he could tell, it made no regular patterns.
"I'm stretching my mind," Russell said. He finished, and laid the tape to one side.
"Very decorative," commented Ysao. He was sitting in his favorite place, cross-legged on top of his worktable.
Russell walked to the outer end of the tape. "I'm ready." "Go ahead, then," said Ysao. Leiko swiveled her pilot's chair around to watch.
Russell began to walk along the path of the tape; very carefully, not trying to place his feet exactly on the yellow line, but obviously trying to stay close to it.MoreLess
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