tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183848322024-03-13T11:41:48.615-04:00!nkpressionREFLECTIONS.TRAVEL.ART.BOOKS.PHOTOGRAPHY.DESIGN.STORIES.MOMMYHOOD.MY LIFENZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-32102608245702189312011-05-24T13:40:00.000-04:002011-05-24T13:40:11.519-04:00!nkspiration: Anna Williams Photography<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A06v7vwFX_w/Tdvsdh209sI/AAAAAAAABy4/iaY584I84og/s1600/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="422" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A06v7vwFX_w/Tdvsdh209sI/AAAAAAAABy4/iaY584I84og/s640/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2kLjcHm-Uqk/Tdvsd5-y-QI/AAAAAAAABy8/9X9ea2yOjoU/s1600/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="422" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2kLjcHm-Uqk/Tdvsd5-y-QI/AAAAAAAABy8/9X9ea2yOjoU/s640/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8CChr_Rxs8/TdvsdYYFeEI/AAAAAAAABy0/EJjrRkhKccA/s1600/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--8CChr_Rxs8/TdvsdYYFeEI/AAAAAAAABy0/EJjrRkhKccA/s640/AnnaWilliams_FoodPair003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7trsvE5Q-A/Tdvsb_D3d3I/AAAAAAAAByw/D-NzZQHwlYA/s1600/StillLifePair0120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="403" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O7trsvE5Q-A/Tdvsb_D3d3I/AAAAAAAAByw/D-NzZQHwlYA/s640/StillLifePair0120.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaEtR8lmlyk/Tdvser-baJI/AAAAAAAABzE/vjY9JxlAHG4/s1600/AnnaWIlliams_OldFoodPair003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KaEtR8lmlyk/Tdvser-baJI/AAAAAAAABzE/vjY9JxlAHG4/s640/AnnaWIlliams_OldFoodPair003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>As a regular Martha Stewart Living reader, I've been coming across <a href="http://www.annawilliamsphotography.com/#/B%20I%20O%20G%20R%20A%20P%20H%20Y/">Anna William</a>'s fabulous photography but today I took some time to look over her website and it blew me away.<br />
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Her images are refreshing and so inspiring.. To see more of her work, you can visit her <a href="http://www.annawilliamsphotography.com/#/P%20O%20R%20T%20F%20O%20L%20I%20O/F%20O%20O%20D%20%20%20I/1">website</a>..<br />
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(images via Anna Williams website)NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-16484261244726098192011-05-24T13:26:00.000-04:002011-05-24T13:26:05.193-04:00Ballet Recital<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxEq1WNLD28/Tcq0g82jaeI/AAAAAAAABxE/OzR2Lbc2IjA/s1600/IMG_6203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YxEq1WNLD28/Tcq0g82jaeI/AAAAAAAABxE/OzR2Lbc2IjA/s640/IMG_6203.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHj9wR0RdDQ/Tcq0tjNDsRI/AAAAAAAABxQ/WptFRl8pte0/s1600/IMG_6205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XHj9wR0RdDQ/Tcq0tjNDsRI/AAAAAAAABxQ/WptFRl8pte0/s640/IMG_6205.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--juSCtB4jPI/Tcq0qSENbxI/AAAAAAAABxM/1Kn5Vk_HOVU/s1600/17picturesforyou+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--juSCtB4jPI/Tcq0qSENbxI/AAAAAAAABxM/1Kn5Vk_HOVU/s640/17picturesforyou+3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-sT0EreDS0/Tdvn3f5oZLI/AAAAAAAAByo/pLhl79SpRME/s1600/IMG_6233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-sT0EreDS0/Tdvn3f5oZLI/AAAAAAAAByo/pLhl79SpRME/s640/IMG_6233.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvws41p0pBE/Tdvn66mAnxI/AAAAAAAABys/rTqHVZYCAs8/s1600/may+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qvws41p0pBE/Tdvn66mAnxI/AAAAAAAABys/rTqHVZYCAs8/s640/may+2011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> A perfect start to Mother's Day weekend this year was attending Z's ballet recital. Z has been doing ballet for a semester now and she loves it. She anxiously waits for Wednesday and is most sad at the end of her class. We were a bit anxious as to Z's stage nerves. She seemed excited in the week leading up to the show but with a three-year old, it's sometimes hard to tell what their excitement will translate to in front of an audience. She was awesome - she seemed to be enjoying herself on stage and actually performed, following her teacher's cues!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Her teacher, Jeanelle is super awesome! She is almost full term pregnant and still teaching a handful of classes and she put together an awesome show! I can only imagine what goes into hosting/organizing a performance with kids aged 3-8. <br />
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We celebrated with a sushi dinner and mango ice cream...</span></span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-3120907754770098912011-05-20T17:24:00.000-04:002011-05-20T17:24:13.565-04:00Modern Cave<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8w3cFBfeug4/TdbX6jN8zcI/AAAAAAAABxw/fNxtMg4GpSw/s1600/modern-cave-home-Alexandre-de-Betak-1-600x488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8w3cFBfeug4/TdbX6jN8zcI/AAAAAAAABxw/fNxtMg4GpSw/s640/modern-cave-home-Alexandre-de-Betak-1-600x488.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5_ptuZJ5OA/TdbZBA_PAGI/AAAAAAAAByQ/C0zdNUJeOrc/s1600/blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5_ptuZJ5OA/TdbZBA_PAGI/AAAAAAAAByQ/C0zdNUJeOrc/s640/blog.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg2nEUu3IxI/TdbY7j8bhMI/AAAAAAAAByM/H1hWxkGU0ps/s1600/blog-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg2nEUu3IxI/TdbY7j8bhMI/AAAAAAAAByM/H1hWxkGU0ps/s640/blog-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0oIPdvI3gWQ/TdbYIz_wMUI/AAAAAAAAByI/_W_0P4wS5R8/s1600/modern-cave-home-Alexandre-de-Betak-9-1024x727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="454" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0oIPdvI3gWQ/TdbYIz_wMUI/AAAAAAAAByI/_W_0P4wS5R8/s640/modern-cave-home-Alexandre-de-Betak-9-1024x727.jpg" width="640" /></a> Influenced by the '70s organic architecture, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexandre_de_Betak">Alexandre de Betak</a> created a modern cave home that he spent 10 years dreaming about, five years looking for a location to build it, two years designing it and two years actually building it. Located in a small coastal village in Majorca, it is modern yet warm.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I love it, aren't the tree bark bookshelves gorgeous?</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(photos via <a href="http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/04/29/man-cave-with-a-view/#more-156951">T Magazine</a>)</span></div>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-57279110300017985932011-05-11T12:23:00.000-04:002011-05-13T16:31:11.219-04:00I spy...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtfutthFi14/Tcq39elySLI/AAAAAAAABxU/cnC4aqM0yMk/s1600/3673571883_baf6ec073f_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YtfutthFi14/Tcq39elySLI/AAAAAAAABxU/cnC4aqM0yMk/s640/3673571883_baf6ec073f_o.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><i>Z's favourite car-game after her visit to Austin is, 'I spy'. Since spelling and alphabets is still a bit overwhelming for her; we play the 'colour' version of the game. On our drive home from my mom's last night, after sunset, we're (ofcourse) playing I spy and it happens to be Z's turn...</i><br />
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<b>Z: </b>I spy with my teeny meeny eye, something that is the colour yellow!<br />
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<b>A: </b>The lid of your milk bottle?<br />
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<b>Z: </b>No.<br />
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<b>Me: </b>The bag holding your toys, the penguin's nose?<br />
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<b>Z: </b>No, mama, NO.<br />
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<b>A:</b> The street sign! OH, wait - I got it, the traffic light!<br />
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<b>Z: </b>No, it's the sun abba.. Wait, where did the sun go?NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-82373404735191930512011-04-29T17:12:00.013-04:002011-04-29T17:17:46.101-04:00Have a great weekend!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zEpo4gExLT8" width="560"></iframe><br />
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Z is down with a flu so our weekend plans might go up in the air! I hope she feels better soon!<br />
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Meanwhile, here's a lovely video I came across earlier this week. It's a tribute from a man to a city he lived in and loved. He attached theatre tickets to balloons that he set free from a building top; he wanted people to enjoy, explore and love the city as much as he did.<br />
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What a great idea; the video made me happy!NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-18911344093565258892011-04-29T16:58:00.001-04:002011-04-29T17:03:18.316-04:00Bunny Finger Puppets<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqraL2BZ0T8/TbsjfYzx7uI/AAAAAAAABwM/IpWHq0H_NwY/s1600/IMG_5949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="460" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xqraL2BZ0T8/TbsjfYzx7uI/AAAAAAAABwM/IpWHq0H_NwY/s640/IMG_5949.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Coyp2Qu4owk/TbsjhcnKAkI/AAAAAAAABwY/A23N6vnyPwQ/s1600/easter1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Coyp2Qu4owk/TbsjhcnKAkI/AAAAAAAABwY/A23N6vnyPwQ/s640/easter1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5Hw9XrOl_A/TbsjgDSNbUI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-M_Ag3d0v14/s1600/IMG_5972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5Hw9XrOl_A/TbsjgDSNbUI/AAAAAAAABwQ/-M_Ag3d0v14/s640/IMG_5972.JPG" width="640" /></a> <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Je5Lo7-HYcQ/Tbsjg_hK4JI/AAAAAAAABwU/z9_C2FHW9mg/s1600/IMG_5977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Je5Lo7-HYcQ/Tbsjg_hK4JI/AAAAAAAABwU/z9_C2FHW9mg/s640/IMG_5977.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>For Easter this year, Z and I made bunny finger puppets to give to her classmates along with mini chocolate eggs. I was inspired by a craft I came across on <a href="http://www.purlsoho.com/purl/products/item/8109-Purl-Soho-Bunny-Finger-Puppet-Kits">Purl Soho</a>. The puppets were really easy and fun to make but it took a lot longer than I had anticipated which is why the puppets have no eye or tail. If I had managed my time better or realised how long it would take, I would have added buttons for eyes and a small wool pom-pom as a tail.<br />
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If you would like to make them; it's fairly simple.<br />
1) For each puppet you will need two colours of felt (we used pale pink/white, fuschia/white, red/white and dark grey/light grey combos - our white felt had a lovely silver shimmer to it). We had some felt in our craft closet and picked up the rest from Fabricland.<br />
2) Draw an outline of a bunny so that it's height from head to the base (without the bunny ears) is as long as your index finger (ours was roughly 3" and the bunny ears were an additional 1.5" long). Cut two of each colour for one finger puppet.<br />
3) Sandwich one colour between the other (for example, I placed both dark grey bunny pieces between the light grey ones) and stitch around the body using a blanket stitch. To make the nose, use several blanket stitches in pink.NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-15535097907171176212011-04-29T16:32:00.000-04:002011-04-29T16:32:34.774-04:00Easter Weekend Memories...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1WMTN-YtgE/Tbse3Vb-EYI/AAAAAAAABwE/c5U8xMTriss/s1600/easter+break+2011+-+collingwoord%252C+on1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_1WMTN-YtgE/Tbse3Vb-EYI/AAAAAAAABwE/c5U8xMTriss/s640/easter+break+2011+-+collingwoord%252C+on1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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We took a short trip with A's family for a couple of days over the Easter weekend to the lovely town of <a href="http://www.town.collingwood.on.ca/">Collingwood</a>. The <a href="http://www.bluemountain.ca/">Blue Mountain village</a> was festive; we enjoyed an outdoor concert, <a href="https://rockymountainchocolatefactory.com/rmcf/control/portalHome">chocolate covered apples</a> and <a href="http://www.beavertailsinc.com/">Beaver Tails</a>. Z had a great time with her cousins and enjoyed the music while basking in the sun.<br />
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Designed by <a href="http://www.pizzolorusso.com/">Enanuele Pizzolorusso</a>, an Italian industrial designer; each map proposes 10 <a href="http://www.palomarweb.com/web/prodotti/crumpled-city"><i>SoulSights</i></a>, places that are chosen to excite you. These are places filled with intense emotions that are brought to life by the people passing through or stopping off in them. I think this would be the most exciting aspect of the map! And would make a great Father's Day Gift!<br />
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(via <a href="http://www.notcot.com/archives/2011/04/crumpled-city-maps.php">NOTCOT</a>, images via <a href="http://www.palomarweb.com/web/tienda/products/view/5">Palomarweb</a>)NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-53852596398648379022011-04-20T00:29:00.001-04:002011-04-20T00:31:02.219-04:00Art & Fear<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6YOFE6uQ6Q/Ta5fzQYBOuI/AAAAAAAABu4/akjPBlG6aWw/s640/IMG_9474-1.JPG" width="640" /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am at a stage in my life where I am overwhelmed and over-inspired. I have all these ideas floating around; bumping and slowly crowding the other. I realised today, that I just have to pick one to start and keep going; there's really no other way around it. There's an excellent parable from the book <a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Art-Fear-Observations-Rewards-Artmaking/dp/0961454733">Art & Fear</a> by David Bayles, that I came across in an <a href="http://lovelybym.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-living-artsy-life.html">interview</a> I read recently and I had to share:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The ceramics teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups. All those on the left side of the studio, he said, would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, all those on the right solely on its quality.</span></i><br />
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</div><i><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity. It seems that while the “quantity” group was busily churning out piles of work—and learning from their mistakes—the “quality” group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a pile of dead clay.</span></i><br />
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</div>I remember feeling a certain frustration at my inability to perfect the piece and I was told by the facilitator that it's all about getting a feel for how the wheel moves and how my hands work against the clay; something that can only be learnt with time and practice. For someone like <a href="http://inkpression.blogspot.com/2011/03/nkspiration-joan-platt-pottery.html">me</a>, who need short-term gratification ever so often, I really think these workshops allow me to realize the rewards of patience and work accomplished over a longer period of time...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> (first three images via <a href="http://www.olimpiazagnoli.com/">Olimpia Zagnoli</a>)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Timbuktu first spotted on <a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/2011/04/timbuktu-ipad-magazine-for-kids.html">SwissMiss</a>)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-87959260046392980752011-04-04T23:51:00.011-04:002011-04-06T12:05:16.801-04:00!nkspiration: Nidhi Chanani<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xB4SIFE-9Gc/TZqSfp1IznI/AAAAAAAABro/mbcnMeEx65k/s1600/Veranda_Nidhi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xB4SIFE-9Gc/TZqSfp1IznI/AAAAAAAABro/mbcnMeEx65k/s640/Veranda_Nidhi.jpg" width="502" /> </a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I stumbled across <a href="http://e-nidhi.com/wordpress/about/">Nidhi Chanani's</a> illustrations while browsing on etsy recently. And I fell in love with her <i>joyful </i>pieces; each conveying their own story... Originally from India, she grew up in California and currently lives in San Francisco. Her <a href="http://e-nidhi.com/wordpress/gallery/">work</a> is whimsically infused with references to her diasporic background and her everyday life.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When I think of Japan, my heart aches and I am at a loss of words. I am in awe at how the country has coped today and in the past. The Japanese people continue to inspire and therefore, against all odds, there is always hope.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">One of my favourite poems that I came across while taking O'level English Literature was James Kirkup's <i><a href="http://www.russfound.org/The_Spokesman/Kirkup105.html">Ghosts, Fire and Water</a>.</i> This poem is based on his impression of the infamous 'Hiroshima Panels' paintings by Iri Maruki and Toshiko Akamatsu (in response to their intense anger at the nuclear bombings). I believe if Japan could recover after the catastrophic tragedy in 1945, it will regain it's strength this time around too.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">On the Hiroshima panels by Iri Maruki and Toshiko Akamatsu</span></i></span></h2><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">These are the ghosts of the unwilling dead, <br />
Grey ghosts of that imprinted flash of memory <br />
Whose flaming and eternal instant haunts <br />
The speechless dark with dread and anger.</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Grey, out of pale nothingness their agony appears. <br />
Like ash they are blown and blasted on the wind's <br />
Vermilion breathlessness, like shapeless smoke <br />
Their shapes are torn across the paper sky. </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">These scarred and ashen ghosts are quick <br />
With pain's unutterable speech, their flame-cracked flesh <br />
Writhes and is heavy as the worms, the bitter dirt; <br />
Lonely as in death they bleed, naked as in birth. </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">They greet each other in a ghastly paradise, <br />
These ghosts who cannot come with gifts and flowers. <br />
Here they receive each other with disaster's common love, <br />
Covering one another's pain with shrivelled hands. </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">They are not beautiful, yet beauty is in their truth. <br />
There is no easy music in their silent screams, <br />
No ordered dancing in their grief's distracted limbs. <br />
Their shame is ours. We, too, are haunted by their fate. </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In the shock of flame, their tears brand our flesh, <br />
We twist in their furnace, and our scorching throats <br />
Parch for the waters where the cool dead float. <br />
We press our lips upon the river where they drink, and drown. </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Their voices call to us, in pain and indignation: <br />
'This is what you have done to us!' <br />
Their accusation is our final hope. Be comforted. <br />
Yes, we have heard you, ghosts of our indifference, </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">We hear your cry, we understand your warnings. <br />
We, too, shall refuse to accept our fate! <br />
Haunt us with the truth of our betrayal <br />
Until the earth's united voices shout refusal, sing your peace! </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Forgive us, that we had to see your passion to remember <br />
What we must never again deny: <i>Love one another</i>. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Illustration:<a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/newsdesk/2011/03/cover-story-christoph-niemann-japan-earthquake.html"> New Yorker Cover</a> (March 28, 2011) by Christoph Niemann</span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-53456917671611384852011-03-30T13:33:00.000-04:002011-03-30T13:33:19.450-04:00Day Dreaming...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88hlPIDV8V0/TZNo53EmTLI/AAAAAAAABqc/HmtxCdQS718/s1600/FrenchByDesign_Buffet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88hlPIDV8V0/TZNo53EmTLI/AAAAAAAABqc/HmtxCdQS718/s640/FrenchByDesign_Buffet.jpg" width="478" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Love, love, love this kitchen workspace...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">(via </span><a href="http://www.mixr.se/" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">mixr)</a></span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-54042427453506635982011-03-30T00:16:00.005-04:002011-03-30T19:39:01.015-04:00Map of the World<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FMWdcpWuLIE/TZKuBW8bPSI/AAAAAAAABqE/FgfM5BS0Ti4/s1600/world-map-poster-mercier.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FMWdcpWuLIE/TZKuBW8bPSI/AAAAAAAABqE/FgfM5BS0Ti4/s640/world-map-poster-mercier.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwEAJaeqclQ/TZKuCThRMpI/AAAAAAAABqI/HC3G_9F8lvw/s1600/mongolie_en.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="350" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PwEAJaeqclQ/TZKuCThRMpI/AAAAAAAABqI/HC3G_9F8lvw/s640/mongolie_en.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I grew up with a world map in our hallway and a globe on my desk. Our favourite childhood in-car game was 'countries, cities, places'. Coincidentally, one of the first few gifts I gave A while we were dating was a vintage world map. Needless to say, I love maps and having one around definitely improved my knowledge of places.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> For the last few months I've been on a the lookout for a world map for Z. I'd love an <a href="http://en.laffichemoderne.com/kids-wall-art/156-world-map-poster-mercier.html">illustrated map</a> like this one by <a href="http://en.laffichemoderne.com/kids-wall-art/156-world-map-poster-mercier.html">Julie Mercier</a> or an interactive map such as this absolutely fabulous <a href="http://www.jentalbot.com/portfolio/hinsdale-globe-nursery/">felt world globe</a> hand-made by <a href="http://www.jentalbot.com/">Jen Talbot</a>. I'm inspired to make one for Z myself. </span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">via <a href="http://www.designmom.com/">Design Mom</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-27389435957761481532011-03-28T22:52:00.003-04:002011-03-28T23:05:26.203-04:00!nkspiration: Jillian Tamaki<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMuRjKUzdoQ/TZFL_Y9JkMI/AAAAAAAABpo/u0J6v-4vAUo/s1600/PenguinThreadCovers_JT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HMuRjKUzdoQ/TZFL_Y9JkMI/AAAAAAAABpo/u0J6v-4vAUo/s640/PenguinThreadCovers_JT.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">While looking for inspiration for a project I'm working on, I came across these exquisitely beautiful images on pinterest. I covet Penguin Classics' covers and <a href="http://blog.jilliantamaki.com/2011/03/penguin-threads-deluxe-classics/">these</a> are just perfect</span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">; I love the details, the colours and the choice of titles (Emma and Black Beauty are on my list of favourites). </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> They were hand-embroidered for <a href="http://www.penguin.com/">Penguin Books</a> by the talented <a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://jilliantamaki.com/">Jillian Tamaki</a>, an award-winning illustrator and comics artist. The covers took her almost two months to complete; below are a few pictures of her work-in-progress.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><a href="http://jilliantamaki.com/">Jillian</a> is a woman of many talents; she illustrates for magazines, newspapers and books and also teaches at the School of Visual Arts in NY. </span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4lETHh17-I/TZFHLWFbi_I/AAAAAAAABpY/H2QmPbWOPKI/s1600/JillianTamaki_SG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4lETHh17-I/TZFHLWFbi_I/AAAAAAAABpY/H2QmPbWOPKI/s640/JillianTamaki_SG.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I have been in search of a vintage over-sized Penguin Classics cover to frame in Z's room, however wouldn't these embroidered covers look beautiful too?</span></span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Z started attending Montessori five full days each week, when I started work last April; it was a transition of sorts, emotional and physical. Her constant bout of illness eventually led to my resignation and I'm back to being a stay-at-home mom/freelancer (and loving it!). This April, she will only spend three days at school and two days at home. I'd like her to stay in school because Z is an introvert and the constant exposure to and interaction with children her age has allowed her to develop her social skills tremendously and she loves her time at school. But at the same time, I think we're both super excited about the days we get to spend together. <br />
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It's always been an effort to find activities that stimulate Z; she's super-curious, gets bored easily and tends to drift towards art-related activities. On our recent travels to Austin, and in my constant search of new resources; I came across a beautiful book, written and illustrated by the talented <a href="http://www.kerismith.com/">Keri Smith</a>. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Be-Explorer-World-Portable/dp/0399534601">"How to be an Explorer of the World - Portable <strike>Art</strike> Life Museum"</a> is a guide to exploring your own environment with new eyes. What I particularly like about it is that it encourages activities that allow you to stretch your imagination and explore something familiar in a new way. It's certainly not a traditional parenting book and nor was it meant to be, but it is certainly perfect and exactly what I had in mind to inspire both Z and I on our days together.<br />
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What resources do you use to inspire your parent-ego?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3Sf1DeTObJw/TYuB6hpJjcI/AAAAAAAABoc/8vAheJu0AOQ/s1600/HTBE_KeriSmith_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="432" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3Sf1DeTObJw/TYuB6hpJjcI/AAAAAAAABoc/8vAheJu0AOQ/s640/HTBE_KeriSmith_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I particularly like the path from "Are you alone?" to 'Comic Sans'.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(via on </span><a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Swiss Miss</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">)</span></span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-47786045361941816942011-03-22T11:28:00.001-04:002011-03-22T11:41:59.064-04:00!nkspiration: Joan Platt Pottery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eKwUkXS8oho/TYi7hSgmi2I/AAAAAAAABmI/3znA1je5Py4/s1600/JoanPlatt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-eKwUkXS8oho/TYi7hSgmi2I/AAAAAAAABmI/3znA1je5Py4/s640/JoanPlatt.jpg" width="499" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">While backpacking across England during my year abroad at university, I stumbled across a local potter in the Lake District. He worked from a beautiful shed-converted-studio and I spent several hours watching him work. I left inspired by his patience and creativity.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Recently, I tried my hand at the potter's wheel. It had been a while since I worked with clay; the last time was when I was a child and I spent quite a few weekend mornings at the Clay Studio at the British Arts Council, keeping busy while my mom taught art classes. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">The two-hours flew by; not only was it fun, it was really relaxing. I made two bowls which were left to be glazed and I need to go back to complete them and perhaps spend some more time on the wheel. While looking for inspiration I came across the work of <a href="http://www.joanplattpottery.com/">Joan Platt</a>. Aren't her bowls just so pretty? I am loving the spring green colours..</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span id="fb_captionbox" style="display: inline;">"Ceramics is a process, and I love that each step is separated by stretches of time," says Joan. I think that's a part of the reason I love ceramics too.</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Above are a few pics of her studio converted from a farm shed. Such a dreamy workspace!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">(photos via </span><a href="http://www.countryliving.com/crafts/crafter-profiles/potters-passion-0307" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Country Living</a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">)</span></span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-19904624169312130552011-03-22T11:00:00.000-04:002011-03-22T11:00:29.201-04:00Happy Spring!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">We just got back after a week of soaking up the glorious heat in sunny Austin. We couldn't have asked for better weather! Toronto has been sunny yet chilly, however the days are long so Z and I have been pretending it's spring and enjoying long walks along the lake... We're anxiously waiting for our tulips to blossom so we can enjoy homegrown flowers all over our home.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-61835997887599555602011-02-23T21:55:00.001-05:002011-02-23T21:58:59.489-05:00My Favourite Things<span style="font-size: small;">I am in love love love with this short film; excellent videography and music. I'm a huge fan of silent films and this captured the beauty of simplicity so very sweetly. So Amelie & Chocolat inspired!</span><br />
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<a href="http://vimeo.com/5177243">My Favourite Things</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/kidswithcrayons">kidswithcrayons</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">What do you think?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(<i>via</i> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/katespade">kate spade</a>) </span></span>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384832.post-89624801758403568752010-11-25T16:23:00.002-05:002011-03-26T01:23:18.578-04:00Paris vs. New York Posters<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;"><a href="http://parisvsnyc.blogspot.com/">Paris vs. NewYork</a> is a visual comparision of the cultural iconography of two cities by graphic designer Vahram Muratyan - what an awesome idea! I can't decide which one I like best!</span> </div>NZHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00261413526806389684noreply@blogger.com0