Favourite Things: Judes New Art Installation downstairs
The concept of rest in our society is so undervalued. So many times I hear people rattle off all the achievements that they have attained on their day off and then wonder why, months later their lives crumble.
I have learnt the hard way, the importance of rest in my life. Work hard, play hard and rest hard: the recipe to a successful life…
This is a short post which reminds me and hopefully others, that a day of rest is that: rest. Nothing more, nothing less.
This photo taken whilst camping reminds me to take every moment I can to sit before the majesty of creation and rest. Even the creator himself after the mammoth effort of creating the world, had a day of rest.
Favourite Things: Carrot Cake Candle, burning right now!
Between Christmas and New Year, a group of brave individuals, drove unsuspectingly into the great outdoors of the wild West Australian coastline.
We went camping for four days, sitting on the beach at sunset, wasting away the sunlight hours with scrabble and eating whatever came our way with abandonment.
We were surrounded by many families and a few feral Aussies, but amongst that lot, we meet a french man, a swiss man and a canadian who were a breath of fresh air amidst the gum trees and hammocks.
The lovely french man, travelled and trained with Cirque De Solei, and my love of all things theatre created a great landscape for conversation despite the language barrier.
The sunset at Prevelly Beach was awe inspiring, but for me the combination of wind, fire and water (minus the mozzies) joined together for an unforgettable moment.
The guys were fire jugglers, and they put on an amazing show.
Wine glass in hand, friends wrapped in towels, the beach crashing and fire swirling was one of those arresting moments in time.
Check out these photos…
Toasts to random summer camping trips and the amazing people you meet along the way.
Okay, so it has been such an amazing couple of weeks, and I have not posted because basically I haven’t been bothered.
Hayley asked me today what my Christmas and New Year was like, and I described it too her ‘A Jack Johnson song’ Chilled, vibing, surrounded by great friends and family, a hammock, great fiction books (Self help books have been banned) and I basically didn’t HAVE to do anything.
I have such amazing photo’s from my camping trip to Margaret River, Christmas and New Year, but will take the next few weeks to unravel them.
Today I have driven the city to find my journal for 2007, which is a moleskin diary. All the regular haunches that sell moleskin, are all out.
I’m desperate, anyone know anywhere I can get them? or I may have to be in detox from journalling till I hit the UK (the birthplace of moleskin) in one weeks time.
Here is the history of the moleskin for those intrigued.
A simple black rectangle with squared or lined pages, endleaves held by an elastic band, an inside pocket for loose sheets, a binding in ‘moleskine’ which gives it its name, this trusty, pocket-size traveling companion guarded notes, stories, thoughts and impressions before they turned into the pages of beloved books.
He even suggested this method to his friend Luis Sepùlveda on giving him a precious moleskine before the trip to Patagonia that they were never to do together. It was precious because by then notebooks were no longer to be found. In 1986, even the last producer, a small family concern in Tours closed down. “Le vrai moleskine n’est plus” were the lapidary words of the stationer to Chatwin who had ordered one hundred before leaving for Australia Chatwin bought up all the Moleskines he could find but there were not enough. Now, the Moleskine is back again. It can go back to being a witness passing from one pocket to another and continue the adventure. Its still-blank pages will tell the rest.
‘I never travel without my notebook. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.
—Oscar Wilde
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Here’s to a big new year of less stress and much love
Thanks for all who have been capturing moments with me in 2006…
Favourite Things: Jen Packing for her holiday, around the world in 25 days…(leaving 2night for round the world trip!)
Today has been salads, water, sun, pressies, kids, santa hats, homemade ginger beer and seafood all the way. No crystal ornaments, hot vegetables and snow for us crewbies…
I have had such a chilled out day, I have already fallen asleep twice and not from boredom (maybe exhaustion) from just chillen…
The last week has been crazy/ beautiful! Our Christmas productions have been so amazing. The creative team at Riverview have kicked butt this last week. Thousands, upon thousands of people have come to our christmas celebrations…photos to come at a later date.
I went a little crazy this arvo with my camera. So here it is:
A day in the life of Christmas…aussie style.
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Jackson Jeremy Powell is totally addicted to horses!!
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Miss Charlotte My God daughter, with eyes to die for…
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The Christmas table smith and powell style…
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Mariah and icecream, she is so beautiful…
Charlie post lunch…
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 A day in the life of an aussie Christmas! (santa’s obvisouly been awake all night!)
More Photo’s to come 2morrow, but this is my favourite…
Walking through Mount Lawley yesterday I was arrested by all different forms of artwork on the street. There has been such an awakening in Perth of creativity and people expressing themselves.
As passionate as some are about the removal of grafitti, I am passionate about people expressing themselves and creating beautiful artwork in the landscape of our city and its everyday life.
I am not into freshly painted buildings being defaced in the name of gang warfare, but I am so intrigued by artists who beautify our streets with their gifts and creativity.
My friend Gayle sent me a email this morning with some photos of pavement art.
Check these out!
Merry Christmas and paint your landscape this Christmas with creativity.
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