Nick Cave.

June 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

So, I’m finally reading The Death of Bunny Munro by Nick Cave.

I wanted to since I read a review when it initially came out in 2009. If you are familiar at all with Nick Cave, you will not be surprised by this book. It is haunting, crude, emotional, tender, sexual, dark, disturbing and highly addictive. It is currently my commute-book, meaning I’m reading it on a light rail and hoping that no one is reading over my shoulder, but I nearly miss my stop every single time.

I’ve been a fan of Nick Cave ever since my sister introduced him to me in middle school. She had just gone away to college, and made me a mix tape that had Henry Lee on it. I love PJ Harvey, and together with Nick Cave, it just blew me away. I immediately started seeking him out in my music dives – back then it was at Uncle Johns, the local record store – the internet barely existed, and few people had email. Damn, I miss those days.

But I digress. Ever since hearing that one song, I have continually been surprised by Nick Cave, but also in a way that clearly made sense for him. No one else has his presence, or style, or grace, or perspective, and he never deviates from being himself. He is so comfortable in his skin that he can break the mold of what people expect from him, but always produce something beautiful. It is a rare gift.

This one.

April 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

I saw this post last week from the fug girls.  First off, you should read them. Religiously.

Secondly, I spent the next few days thinking about how to post this. I really wanted to, as it is right up my alley: Books, libraries, and amazing spaces. But because it was so perfectly representative of me, I wasn’t entirely sure how to write about them. Also, it is hard to pick one image to show.

Some of them are representative of places I love.

Some of them are just gorgeous to see, and take you to a place of beauty.

Some are so representative of place it makes me happy.

All of them are amazing. Books upon books upon books. Libraries are different all around the world, but the culture, real or imaginative, are what bring them alive.

Also, how the photo is taken can seriously help or hinder a place, and architecture photos are some of the hardest to take. The point of view is through the eyes of the architect, and paying attention to the angles and how they meet each other is important. Here is one that took my breath away, but I don’t think it was necessarily because of the design, although it is beautiful; instead I reacted to the photo.

perception.

March 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

This is a bit old, but I am constantly reminded that perception is really the driver in our lives, rather than reality. Often, it’s the only way I can understand someone – or try to, at least.

Book covers, while one should not judge by them, provide an incredible perception through visual and literary creative minds. When done well, it’s absolutely inspiring and motivating. Case in point:

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