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The shortest words — the most weight: I, a, (e)m.

My words flow from the blank, full, blue sky that rests above – a sky in which the more I look, the more texture I see; there are ripples and layers and colours; the periphery of individual clouds emerge. The more I look, the more I see. When I am in art galleries, I see som...

The sun shines through the silvery sky. I look up and around to see where blue might peek through the blanket that covers the sky. There is one space where I can see shades of blue through the silver. I think about how the sky invites me to look up, and then around: to be cur...

With the window open and the breeze flowing through, I hear the calls and songs of birds. A calling pigeon in particular stands out. I love the calls of pigeons in the evening. The sound reminds me of childhood, looking out the window, onto Nature. A flock of birds fly by as ...

The sets, the clothes, the makeup, the props - it’s all a little goofy and overdone. And I think this fits the film perfectly. Because it’s not taking itself too seriously. It’s a great Akschn Fuim and simply entertaining from start to finish in all its 80s glory. No shit!

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I hear the birds singing as I sit by the window and look out on the horizon. I like looking at all the colours of the sky in the moments after sunset, when ambers recede and the sky becomes ever more blue before night time. I hear the sound of my fingers typing on my keyboard...

I watched the movie "Valentines Day" (2010) for the first time today, which stars, among others, Taylor Swift. The energy in this scene (especially the enthusiastic and excited way in which the words are said, while Taylor carries a huge bear) 1 fills me with joy: [call out: "Save the Lattes!"] Taylor: They're putting lattes in the vending machines? Finally! Taylor: Robbie, I am so glad you are taking care of this. Robbie: You got it. Taylor: And, I like caramel lattes, just FYI. I am not a fan of caramel lattes, but I do love this scene! 1 1m06s to 1m18s in the linked video. [↩]

This was fantastic. It has a great crew with its space-movie typical in-fights and betrayal, stunning imagery, gripping action; and absolutely fucking golden space suits. I wish I could watch this in a cinema at some point again.

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“Harryyyyy!??” 🚬🙄

Abolutely did not regret watching this again.

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in change, new beginnings – of stories and; what if.

making notes and reviewing quotes, collected from day and night: here, there are stories. i revel in observing, and in place- making. where am i? how do i feel? what does this mean to me? i think of the melody of words their cadence and shape and tense and from all, i feel:. from words, wonder; with words, wonder.

The twelfth episode of Wonders of Web Weaving is out: In Episode 12, I chat with Georgie, the author of Hey Georgie about, among other things, writing about travelling, blogging as a self-reflection tool, why someone should start a personal website today, and more. I hope you enjoy the episode! Wonders of Web Weaving also has an RSS feed you can use to follow along from wherever you get your podcasts.

Ha! I found it … it was the subtle drop shadows. Illustrator selects the object whose drop shadow you click on. OMG. 😂 #ama

I like it!

I mean: I’m trying to sort atoms here!! 🤪

Illustrator is so broken these days. It regularly gets the mouse pointer position wrong, selecting the object next to the one I’m actually hovering over. 😕 The same goes for InDesign, which just shows a gray screen instead of my document whenever I unplug my external display to work in another room.

In Camera, one of the songs on her latest album, CharliXCX sings: When the camera's on I can be anything that I wanna be And I can feel the things I don't normally feel When I heard these words, I couldn’t help but think about them from an art history perspective. Portraits c...

I wrote this post on Thursday, July 23rd, and reviewed and slightly refined it today. I have left the post as a stream of consciousness – a snippet of my mind as it was on the morning I walked around and saw the world. Walking among the stream of people; of stories of life —...

I woke early — it has been warm lately. It is strange how you can find a burst of energy at 5am, but today it came, for I decided to organise my bookshelves, sorting what books I am ready to donate to the local charity shop. I picked up books — stories — and thought about th...

I wrote the following while standing on the Royal Mile in Edinburgh, listening to music and watching the world. The joy of closing your eyes and being able to listen to the bagpipes. I look into the distance and see a traffic cone on the head of a statue. I notice how much busier it is than in previous weeks — how a place comes alive at different times, and in different months and seasons. The joy of standing in the busy city and watching the world move around you — people sauntering and thinking and looking and catching and eating and speaking and jumping and being, of the crowds gathering to watch and hear the piper. Of letting the wind blow through my hair while the sun shines and the music plays; standing next to raised beds of flowers // the colours of green and pink and purple and white are soothing.