I remember when Chanel dropped on to the scene. There was a time when I would never miss an America's Next Top Model episode, or the Tyra Banks show. And I def remember her on both shows once. Any ways she's definitely grown up, this picture is beautiful.
When I first started this post it was all about how everybody hates me. I felt abandoned by alot of my close friends. Then I saw something on Instagram stating something along the lines of, " I asked god to get rid of my enemies, and I started losing friends." At that moment all of that hurt went flyng out the window. Now I'm not saying I was surrounded by enemies, but I do believe that not everyone in our lives are meant to stay forever.
There was this passage that I think comes from a Tyler Perry film, comparing friends to different parts of a tree. Some people are like the leaves when the wind blows they disappear. Some people are like the branches of a tree, and can seem safer until you take a step out on to a thin one and it breaks underneath you. But some people are like the roots of a tree. Sturdy and strong, those are the people you should hold on too. Those are the ones you can always count on.
I also think you should be one of those people in your own life that's like a root. In my own experience if I can be a safe place for myself I can be a much better safe place, or root, for others.
I wanted to tell you guys about a new (and free) project that I'm taking part of. It's called Letters to Your Childhood. Its a project I found out about from stalking the Sketchbook Project. If you guuys remember I tried to do it a couple of years ago but didn't complete it. I've found that smaller projects suite me best. To participate all you have to do is by Jan 22nd, and get them your letter to you yonger self, via tweet or email by the 30th.
So I'm going to do this project and share whatI come up with here, ofcourse. Let me know if any of you sign up as well!
“because this is what you do. get up. blame the liquor for the heaviness. call in late to work. go to the couch because the bed is too empty. watch people scream about love on Jerry Springer. count the ways it could be worse. it could be last week when the missing got so big you wrote him a letter and sent it. it could be yesterday, no work to go to, whole day looming. it could be last month or the month before, when you still thought maybe. still carried plans around with you like talismans. you could have kissed him last night. could have gone home with him, given in, cried after, softly, face to the wall, his heavy arm around you, hand on your stomach, rubbing. shower. remember your body. water hotter than you can stand. sit on the shower floor. the word devastated ringing the tub. buildings collapsed into themselves. ribs caving toward the spine. recite the strongest poem you know. a spell against the lonely that gets you in crowds and on three hours’ sleep. wonder where the gods are now. get up. because death is not an alternative. because this is what you do. air like soup, move. door, hallway, room. pants, socks, shoes. sweater. coat. cold. wish you were a bird. remember you are not you, now. you are you a year from now. how does that woman walk? she is not sick or sad. doesn’t even remember today. has been to Europe. what song is she humming? now. right now. that’s it.”
I've found myself back here on the last day of the month in the new year. In this moment I am so hopeful about the possiblitys of this year(and the rest of my life). I started the new year with one resolution: to learn to swim and travel to the Maldives after watching this:
The Cure All- I've woken up after a long night of partying. I think I'll do it tommorrow just so I can make my self this sandwich. I can't what to try this, with a few variations though.
The Bedforder- I don't eat meat, but I coouldn't resist posting this, look at that cheese ooze.
The Burnt Gardener-There are no words to descride the feeling that came over me as I read this post..
Lets begin today's lesson with this quote: "Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." -Albert Einstein
When it comes to my schooling I've always felt frustrated. I've always felt like I was stupid because I couldn't learn the way I was "supposed" to be. If anyone was actually paying attention when I was younger they probably would have tried to slap an ADHD label on me but they weren't. Which I'm marginally thankful for fyi.
In my case since no one was paying attention I simple through up some walls and held up shop in my head. In the video above Sir Ken Robinson explains the difference between a aesthetic and an anaesthetic experience. With no one around to wake me UP I had a very anaesthetic experience in school.
Sir Robinson also talks about how the current system was made for a different age. When he said this I snorted loudly and through in a nice "NO SHIT" for good measure. I think it's been quite clear for sometime now that the way the educational system is set up isn't right. Now I feel like I should mention here since I'm hating on the system that I'm currently applying to go back to school(I've been out for one semester). Everyday I wake up and ask myself "Why?" I don't think that a formal education = a job in this day and age (actually I know it doesn't) BUT I'm holding on to the hope that:
I'm not going to be waisting my time
That some how, even if I don't get a degree, I'll learn something that can help me survive in this economy.
But enough about me. There are some key points that Sir Robinson said that I wanted to point out:
Great learning happens in groups. Collaboration is the stuff of growth.
Anaesthetic: shutting your senses off; deaden yourself to whats happening.
We are getting our children through education by anaesthetising them.
We should be waking them UP to whats inside of themselves.
I was feeling very blue last week(or was it weeks?). It was very confusing to go to sleep one day literally vibrating with happiness, just to wake up and feel horrible! With no idea why. But that was then, and I'm feeling much better now!
Eureka! I did it (the girl is the transfer). I think the first time didn't work out because I used so much water to rub the image that I started to tear the paper and gave up. This time I when the paper looked like it might tear I waited until it dried a bit then went back in. There's a bit of tearing on the girls shirt but I like it.
This film was made for the Nokia Shorts 2011 competition. It tells the story of a boy who meets and befriends a large cardboard box, and was shot on a Nokia N8.
Last week was ruff for me, but I tried to make the best of it. I've been trying to ride my bike more often. So when I needed to go into the city for some art supplies, but more importantly I wanted some cookies. I hopped on my bike to save some money(for cookies). The cookies didn't last long enough to be photographed sadly. It was such a beautiful night. These where taken on the Brooklyn bridge. This is the only bridge I like biking on even with the tourist that like to walk in the bike lane.
The art supplies: two Faber-Castell pens(XS, F) a white gel pen, and a Excel craft knife. I was using a sharpie but it wasn't working out. I love the Faber-Castell pens. I haven't find much use for the gel pen yet, but I'm sure I will!
I found this video about The Sketchbook Project over at ModCloth's blog. I love it! I'm defiantly going to be apart of the 2013 project! I'm just doing too much right now to take on anything else. I'm also defiantly going to visit the Art Co-op soon. It's only a 20 minute bike ride away after all!
I've seen Louis Mendes but never had my own camera to take his photograph. I'm glad I was finally able to capture him! He is a great photgrapher. Taken 10/16/2011.
"Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the same well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can this be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"....."When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy"..."Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed."
From The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
When I first read this it didn't ring true to me. How can joy and sorrow be "inseparable"? A couple of days ago I was intensely happy, but before the day had ended I was intensely sad. When I sat and thought about it I realized that even when I was happy that sadness was still there, and vise versa. What this quote means to me is something I've always known. When you are sad happiness isn't far away(and vise versa).
