I like to walk. A lot. I like to hike in the woods but also explore the cityscapes on long urban walkabouts. I used to always have headphones on when walking but these days I mix it up— sometimes with headphones, sometimes without simply enjoying the environmental soundtrack.
What do I listen to while I walk? All sorts of things. It really depends on my mood or the weather or what I’m working on and trying to think about. What does all of this have to do with your weekly installment of music to be shared and enjoyed? While on my walks, I sometimes like to listen to this piece to help me think.
This week’s selection comes from Thomas Newman, perhaps best know for his film soundtracks. This music was used for the end titles of 2004’s Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. Enjoy!
After what feels like forever, the last few portraits from the 2011 daily365 portrait project have been tidied and assembled into a summary movie just like last year; better late than never, right? Without further ado, here it is:
Just watching this makes me tired! After over 800 portraits from the last few years, it’s safe to say I’m officially sick of portraits.
After what feels like the last eight months of obsessing a bit too much about work, sometimes it’s hard to remember just how to make yourself smile. Tonight, catching up on literally thousands of unread articles I found this beautiful short of Danny MacAskill exploring an old ironworks. Gorgeous, inspiring and a genuine delight to watch:
For those who attended the 99% Conference a few weeks ago in New York, got a preview of stills from most of this commercial; but now that it’s be released to the public, we can all enjoy it:
What do you think, dear readers? Can a bank really stand for something? Would you do business with Standard Chartered Bank if it were in your town? And how about the visual side of the piece? Love it? Hate it? Are you a fan of Sagmeister and his work? Never heard of him before? What do you think??
Next week holds the promise of the US release of the first film by Banksy. Last week, an extended teaser for the film was released which begins to outline Thierry Guetta’s (aka Mr. Brainwash) pursuit of the mysterious artist. Check it out:
Today finds Charm City buried once again, in a blanket of sparkling white. The effect is beautiful, bewildering and even a little inspiring though at some point after hours of shoveling, the snow will become less than charming. In the meantime, here is a piece of visually stunning eye/brain candy straight from Japan for you, dear readers, snowbound or otherwise:
Doesn’t this just make your eyes smile and the snow a little more fun?
It has always fascinated me how seemingly trivial things can trigger one’s memory on a dime and transport you to another time or place in an instant– hidden snapshots of one’s life peppered throughout our daily comings and goings.
This morning, paying bills at my desk and watching the rain pour down, iTunes surprised me with a memory jolt– a musical time machine back to college:
This song always propels me back in time to a rainy night in Pittsburgh— biblical rain, soaking you to the bone and waiting on Carson Street for the 54C back to Oakland. The experience or night holds no significance to my present life, no new characters came into my life that night, no profound observations were made on that day, the rain did not catalyze anything other than hailing a taxi and yet it remains as a warm and vivid memory: Crumpled up in an old leather jacket, waiting beneath a street light flipping through sketchbooks with the other regular from my coffeeshop (who was also waiting for the overdue bus), wet licorice streets, headlights exaggerated by raindrops…
It seems strange to me that such an insignificant moment in my life remains so firmly imprinted upon my memory and yet it does.
What random moments are firmly implanted in your memory, dear readers?
It’s just one of those days; we all have them– you wake up and the world feels grey and unwelcoming. You scuff around and feel sorry for yourself and maybe mope a little. Well today, I’m having one of those days.
BUT instead of moping about like a fool when I feel like this, I rally my inner troops and forge ahead. This generally involves a longer visit to the closet– pulling out especially fun shoes and a colorful jacket, a bigger than usual cup of coffee, a longer lunch break and a tightening of the circle of dearest friends. When the world feels unwelcoming, I find it best to simply become the ultimate hostess– welcome the unwelcoming and just outshine the grey.
One of my longest standing friends from childhood, loved the Beatles when we were kids; countless weekend hours swam by to the soundtrack of the fab four and today my mind has drifted back to those days:
Watching this clip from the movie Help!, the semi-sad lyrics of the song mixed with the subtle silliness of Paul and George perks me up and makes me smile.
How about you, dear readers? How do you perk yourself up when you’re feeling down?