Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Devendra Banhart - Little yellow spider

And hey there, Mrs. Lovely Moon, you're lonely and you're blue
It's kind of strange, the way you change
But then again, we all do too <3 p="">

Sunday, 19 May 2013

Winter

What's the best thing about winter?  Skiing!  I only got 3 days in, but they were amazing of course, and will tide me over until the next time.  There is nothing like going down your first slope of the season.  Banking on that muscle memory, a little hesitant because you know you're out of practice, and then that feeling of success when it all comes rushing back.  Fabulous.  France is great because they make it quite easy to get up to the slopes.  If you buy a SkiRail ticket it's 37 euro, for your slopes ticket as well as a train there and back.  The train leaves at 6h30 and comes back at 17h.  I went up once with Brian, and once with Nihal, Matieu et Thomas (my flatmate, her bf and his friend).  With Brian we just went up for the day, which was not enough!  So, the next time I went up for the weekend.  The snow was better the first weekend, but the weather was better the second time.  Brian is a beginner snowboarder so the first day we just did baby slopes and intermediate, really fun and a good warm-up.   Nihal is also a beginner (actually first timer), so Matieu and her struggled along the bunny runs and I skiied mostly with Thomas, which meant mostly black and red runs, ah !  He was much more advanced than me, it was the reverse of me and Brian skiing. Super fun, wish I could have gone more !  Till next season...
Gorgeous air, gorgeous snow, gorgeous mountains.
Les Pyrénées

I didn't choose the thug life.

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Au marché

I LOVE GOING TO THE MARKET!!!  Every Sunday there are fresh fruits and veggies and cheeses and meats to be had !  I always wonder why I ever by produce at the store when I go, but then I realize it's because I am not always here Sunday mornings.
The lady who sold me my delicious chevre (goat cheese) this morning was the most adorable, round, french, country-woman I have ever seen !  Such an amazing accent.  unE petitE...I can't really explain the accent without sound lol. And she was so friendly!  Made my day.  The sellers always wish you a 'Bon dimanche!' when you head off.  So polite.
Another great thing about Sunday market days is the feast after the shopping!  I always get at least one exciting thing.  This week it was cherries!  Last week, strawberries :D  Oh my yum.
C'est les petits plaisirs.
Fromaaaaage!

Le marché

Cute old french ladies :)

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Cute


"I think a positive vibration is what I’d like to leave behind."


I don't like to see what's straight in front of me - I like to take a step back and look at the complete picture. Sometimes you should make what’s in front of you blurry so you can take a look at what’s clear beyond that.  
The form in which I try my best would be a formless state of form - having no style or form, just be light. 
Some things are only in your control for so long. My plans aren't always what's meant to be, my plan's to enjoy my time while I can. Sometimes what you need and what you want are two different things. 
Everybody needs to have a little more sense of humor. People need to appreciate everyone for who they are, not what they aren't. 
How people look at me is not really important - it's how I look at myself and how I carry myself. I want to carry myself so that when they look at me, they look at themselves.
Sometimes words aren’t as important as sharing times and feelings. Some things are better unsaid than trying to say them and stumbling on words.  - Gavin Beschen quotes

Saturday, 16 February 2013

Friday, 1 February 2013

She lives the poetry she cannot write. - Oscar Wilde

Sunday, 16 December 2012

Humanity


"Pakistani school children, who live in fear of US drone strikes, light candles for the victims of Sandy Hook."

Thursday, 17 May 2012

Woolworth sit-in, Jackson, MS. May 28, 1963


"This was the most violently attacked sit-in during the 1960s and is the most publicized. A huge mob gathered, with open police support while the three of us sat there for three hours. I was attacked with fists, brass knuckles and the broken portions of glass sugar containers, and was burned with cigarettes. I'm covered with blood and we were all covered by salt, sugar, mustard, and various other things.

Thursday, 19 April 2012

Sunday, 15 April 2012

The Great Gatsby

I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

Monday, 2 January 2012

Books

In Australia:
Slaughterhouse-Five
Lord of the Rings
Marching Powder
A Million Little Pieces
The Prince
L'étranger
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Tuesdays with Morrie
How to Make Love Like a Porn Star
The Help

Back in America:
The Great Gatsby
Pakistan on the Brink:  The Future of America, Pakistan and Afghanistan
Catch 22

Toulouse 2013:
The History of Love
Streetwise French
RollingStone - Jimi Hendrix La Saga du VooDoo Child (hors-série collector, spécial 70e anniversaire)
A Year in the MERDE
La Première Gorgée de Biere
Dead Ringers - Charlotte Portman
The Time Keeper
Grey Matter - Kyle Dorsett
Beautiful Creatures
Bossy Pants - Tina Fey
Jitterbug Perfume - Tom Robbins
Perks of Being a Wallflower

Friday, 16 December 2011

Newcastle's Mecca:


The Lighthouse.  I walk here a few times a week and am always struck by how many other humans are out doing the same thing.  Alone, with family, with dogs.  Running, walking.  Big people, small people.  It's gorgeous.  And everybody's doing it.