... not NEARLY as juicy as I might've hoped, but interesting. Link.
Here we go, new inspirations ;)
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Jumble
And also, I'm on a huge old-Star Wars kick. Really I'm a huge dork and this is pure nostalgia on moody rainy days. Pretty sure sometime after Julie Andrews (in real life not just roles) but long before Christina Hendricks (as Joan, not in real life), Carrie Fisher was one of my first girl crushes.
Wouldn't it be great if we could all do whatever we wanted all the time? Maybe, maybe not.
I think I'm getting 'old', since now, more often than not my friends do not care to make mischief. Debauchery, getting crazy lost on foot in the city at night for kicks, lighting things on fire and doing miscellaneous experiments, making awful decisions... Either I've got a case of Benjamin Button that's stalled at 22, or every one else is getting more mature.
I think it was a mistake for Blogger to make themselves an iPhone app, cause now I can post things like this on a whim. Enjoy?
Wouldn't it be great if we could all do whatever we wanted all the time? Maybe, maybe not.
I think I'm getting 'old', since now, more often than not my friends do not care to make mischief. Debauchery, getting crazy lost on foot in the city at night for kicks, lighting things on fire and doing miscellaneous experiments, making awful decisions... Either I've got a case of Benjamin Button that's stalled at 22, or every one else is getting more mature.
I think it was a mistake for Blogger to make themselves an iPhone app, cause now I can post things like this on a whim. Enjoy?
Friday, April 19, 2013
Life goes on but I'm about to miss the bus...
The only good thing is that the silhouette of the neighbor's cat in their kitchen window is exactly the same, untouched and unaffected. She holds very still and her ears twitch towards things invisible in the dark.
A bit of a preface, disclaimer...
I obviously am horrified that someone would do disgusting violent acts to our city. I do think that whoever was responsible for the acts needs to be held accountable. I drove through the city last night, I felt robbed of my personal safety, I've felt tense all week and I was confined to my house all day. I get how bad of a situation this was.
What I hate is that there are NO positive outcomes to this situation. Not a single one. Plenty of innocent people lost their lives, limbs or life as they formerly knew it. Many more people lost their peace of mind and faith in each other. At the same time, I can't help looking at this smooth-faced curly-haired guy thats seven years my junior, and feel so sad for him. Maybe he was of sound mind and so much hatred for Boston that he really wanted to do this. Just for a minute, though, suppose this was not his idea? Maybe his brother masterminded it, or he was forced into it from a larger organization that wanted to harm Boston, and he was a pawn. Now, he is the only one left to take the blame. This guy that crawled into a boat to hide and bleed to death is wished dead and held in such powerful contempt by so many strangers. To be completely honest, I hope he opens his mouth in a public forum or in court and spews sincere cold hatred for Boston, perhaps that is the only time we will know for certain our community hatred for him is accurately placed.
Then I think about the adorable little boy that got killed, the 20-something girl, the student from China, the young policeman last night...
(I'm not so much doubting he did it, more wondering about the circumstances?)
There is NOTHING that is 'right' here. Especially not the 'we got him's and death wishes for this man on Facebook. Now is the time to be glad our community is safe, and grateful to those that keep us secure, but it is also the time to be quiet, humbled and reflective. Bloodthirst makes me queasy.
My mom said long ago I could never be a good lawyer because I could never stop seeing the position of both sides at once. I feel this is still the case.
The biggest problem for me right now is preparing to present new art tomorrow. I am showing my contributions for the Threading Motion project at the quilt museum tomorrow, and I am feeling so gross about it. Art is, if anything, a statement every time it happens. What I am showing tomorrow is done, but it's so soon after so much mental turmoil, it's not AT ALL what I want to open my choreographic mouth to say! I'd rather keep it shut, I need to process and get past all of these jumbled ridiculous thoughts and happenings, before I make a statement with my work that is misinterpreted (or fluff). The show must also go on. Where does my scale balance?
Again, please don't misinterpret my musings, these bombings were WRONG and someone does need to answer for and explain the violence and destruction.
A bit of a preface, disclaimer...
I obviously am horrified that someone would do disgusting violent acts to our city. I do think that whoever was responsible for the acts needs to be held accountable. I drove through the city last night, I felt robbed of my personal safety, I've felt tense all week and I was confined to my house all day. I get how bad of a situation this was.
What I hate is that there are NO positive outcomes to this situation. Not a single one. Plenty of innocent people lost their lives, limbs or life as they formerly knew it. Many more people lost their peace of mind and faith in each other. At the same time, I can't help looking at this smooth-faced curly-haired guy thats seven years my junior, and feel so sad for him. Maybe he was of sound mind and so much hatred for Boston that he really wanted to do this. Just for a minute, though, suppose this was not his idea? Maybe his brother masterminded it, or he was forced into it from a larger organization that wanted to harm Boston, and he was a pawn. Now, he is the only one left to take the blame. This guy that crawled into a boat to hide and bleed to death is wished dead and held in such powerful contempt by so many strangers. To be completely honest, I hope he opens his mouth in a public forum or in court and spews sincere cold hatred for Boston, perhaps that is the only time we will know for certain our community hatred for him is accurately placed.
Then I think about the adorable little boy that got killed, the 20-something girl, the student from China, the young policeman last night...
(I'm not so much doubting he did it, more wondering about the circumstances?)
There is NOTHING that is 'right' here. Especially not the 'we got him's and death wishes for this man on Facebook. Now is the time to be glad our community is safe, and grateful to those that keep us secure, but it is also the time to be quiet, humbled and reflective. Bloodthirst makes me queasy.
My mom said long ago I could never be a good lawyer because I could never stop seeing the position of both sides at once. I feel this is still the case.
The biggest problem for me right now is preparing to present new art tomorrow. I am showing my contributions for the Threading Motion project at the quilt museum tomorrow, and I am feeling so gross about it. Art is, if anything, a statement every time it happens. What I am showing tomorrow is done, but it's so soon after so much mental turmoil, it's not AT ALL what I want to open my choreographic mouth to say! I'd rather keep it shut, I need to process and get past all of these jumbled ridiculous thoughts and happenings, before I make a statement with my work that is misinterpreted (or fluff). The show must also go on. Where does my scale balance?
Again, please don't misinterpret my musings, these bombings were WRONG and someone does need to answer for and explain the violence and destruction.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
running running
Went on my first outdoor run of the year today, it seemed somewhat fitting. I got out of work at 2:30, home at pretty much 2:50, 24 hours after the Marathon Bombings yesterday and still the news was solely focused on this nasty event. I'm not a serious/good runner by any means (today I did 4 miles of super uphill terrain with a walking warm-up in 45 minutes or so), but what I love about running is it is the ONLY time I can shut down my mind, or hold a single focus. It's a beautiful thing, as an individual with an incredibly explosive brain full of thoughts.
In any case (I've gone on and on about my running struggles and endeavors) it was a really intense run as I finally found myself alone with thoughts and feelings about the bombing tragedy. The most pressing thought is more of a curiosity of who on earth could conceive, conceptualize and carry out such a mammoth violent act. Everyone local to this area, I am sure, can create a list of people that were affected somehow. I, alone, had friends, family and acquaintances running the race, with friends spectating as close as 50 ft to the explosions, friends living very close to that area, and my sister/Christos in class a few blocks away. If we can all make such a list, it doesn't matter if it 'only killed three people' (yes... I heard that statement a few times today), since the event obviously had a huge impact on a larger scale.
Anyways, I'll be interested to watch the news in coming days. Not so much to give this sicko or group of them more glory and fuel the fire, but to see how Boston solves this mystery, and what we deem as justice. I'm a pretty live-and-let-live person, but how will a justice system and an entire city find peace?
In any case (I've gone on and on about my running struggles and endeavors) it was a really intense run as I finally found myself alone with thoughts and feelings about the bombing tragedy. The most pressing thought is more of a curiosity of who on earth could conceive, conceptualize and carry out such a mammoth violent act. Everyone local to this area, I am sure, can create a list of people that were affected somehow. I, alone, had friends, family and acquaintances running the race, with friends spectating as close as 50 ft to the explosions, friends living very close to that area, and my sister/Christos in class a few blocks away. If we can all make such a list, it doesn't matter if it 'only killed three people' (yes... I heard that statement a few times today), since the event obviously had a huge impact on a larger scale.
Anyways, I'll be interested to watch the news in coming days. Not so much to give this sicko or group of them more glory and fuel the fire, but to see how Boston solves this mystery, and what we deem as justice. I'm a pretty live-and-let-live person, but how will a justice system and an entire city find peace?
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
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