Sometimes you discover one of your favourite humans from pre-puberty has been far off in the Lapland and Moscow and such perfecting a wonderful new App about storytelling. Get it, it’s free.
See my little ditty about my new hometown.
Sometimes you discover one of your favourite humans from pre-puberty has been far off in the Lapland and Moscow and such perfecting a wonderful new App about storytelling. Get it, it’s free.
See my little ditty about my new hometown.
“We all have the same 24 hours that Beyoncé has” and its various iterations took the web by storm in late 2013 as the megastar became the figurehead of not only having it all, but being able to somehow do it all too.
How do creatives – composers, painters, writers, scientists, philosophers – find the time to produce their opus? Mason Currey investigated the rigid Daily Rituals that hundreds of creatives practiced in order to carve out time, every day, to work their craft. Some kept to the same disciplined regimen for decades while others locked in patterns only while working on specific works.
There are enough data to visualize a portion of the hundreds of creative lifestyles. Click the poster to discover:
Gustave Flaubert
Ludwig Van Beethoven
W.A. Mozart
Thomas Mann
Sigmund Freud
Immanuel Kant
Maya Angelou
John Milton
Honore de Balzac
Victor Hugo
Charles Dickens
W.H. Auden
Charles Darwin
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On the note of motherhood, the internet, wishing the word curated would go ahead and die, and realism in the world of blogging- whatever that is, I’m excited to see what the newly released Wholehearted Journal will have on offer. You can check it out at the link below as it unfurls in the next few weeks.
House Inhabit’s Jessica makes some really wonderful points (much of what we’ve all been feeling for a long while) about the current state of mommy blogs
White, minimalist, Turkish rug havens that they are. On point and refreshing!
http://houseofhabit.blogspot.ca/2014/03/where-mommy-blogs-fall-short.html?m=1
In the past three hours that I’ve been made aware of this App, I’ve decided I’m REALLY into it. Like I said to Sab, a dear friend and one of the cool folks who birthed Telller from their mind-loins, its a great way of sharing stories- no big looming text boxes to fill with unnecessary words, yet more words than can be added than Insta (without the weirdness of hash-tagging, for those of us who have, as yet, escaped it’s #clutches.)
This year, mend a quarrel.
Seek out a forgotten friend. Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust. Write a letter. Give a soft answer. Encourage youth. Keep a promise. Forgo a grudge. Forgive an enemy. Apologize. Try to understand. Examine your demands on others. Think first of someone else. Be kind. Be gentle. Laugh a little more. Express your gratitude. Welcome a stranger. Gladden the heart of a child. Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth. Speak your love and then speak it again. – Howard W. Hunter
Me and every other Bon Iver listening, skinny jean wearing, coffee loving girl out there, but I have been gifted a trip of my choosing for Christmas, and am seriously considering Reykjavik. My man has spent considerable time in Canada’s arctic and the northern landscape, cozyness, and laid back vibe seem ideal for us and the chillins.
All images from here
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Holy man. One year! One year ago Wilkie was just a twinkle in his Daddy’s eye and Selah was a one and a half year old saying no more than a
handful of words. Today they are two distinctly wonderful kiddos I am so proud of.
I started his project so I could think a little more consciously about documenting the kid(s). It’s been a great reminder of how funny time and ebb as a parent: bunching up in tense minutes or lengthening in hard weeks. It’s made me a little more aware of the little moments of pure elation and new discoveries the little ones have every day.
Goodbye 2013. Instead of a recap of what has passed I like to look toward what is coming; what will be created with hard working hands made busy through parenting, moving, putting new roots down and creating something again. Such is life.