Captivating, this video.
Few words needed, just have to add I’m a bit jealous that this idea is now taken. And that I still find new things I didn’t notice after discovering this a bit ago!
Oh yes, and that my curls look just as gorgeous when I sleep!
10th January: Day 89 of doing one thing as if I was living that day as my last.
I have something up my sleeve.
I’ve been working at it on the weekends, in my company’s rehearsal studio where I can use the lights and tripod.
I spent the afternoon plugged into my ipod, in artistic bliss.
It’s going to take a long time, this one, but here’s a little hint in the meantime:
22nd November: Day 41 of doing one thing as if I was living that day as my last.
This past week I had someone ask me if I live under a rock.
No joke.
This lovely comment that graced our second conversation since meeting was in regard to a news story about the eighteen month systematic torture of a baby. Even still, I recognised that the part about the living beneath a boulder was not entirely unfounded.
So on Saturday I hopped on my bike and cycled over the Kew Bridge, six miles east to Kensington.
My first stop was the Natural History Museum where I went to the Wildlife Photographer of the Year 2008 exhibition. I was awed, not only by the photos, but by reading that capturing the photos often took days, if not weeks of crawling through smelly dung, withstanding freezing and wet weather, and even being subjected to weeks of swarming mosquitoes.
Some of my favourite photos:
Some of my favourite quotes:
‘Sex for a stick seemed to be the deal in Finland. It’s rare enough to see ospreys mating, never mind photograph them. So to witness such intimate sexual politics was a triumph. Every time the male offered the female a twig, she would mate with him. But if he came home with moss, she wouldn’t.’ -Andy Rouse
‘I was in Finland and for three hours, along with a handful of nonchalant female grouse, watched four males strut, march, fluff, flutter, flounce, shimmy, sashay, “roo-roo-roo”, leap and fight to be judged as the fittest, most promising, most mateable male. The females weren’t so impressed: none of them mated.’-Bence Mate
Oh the parallels…
Then on for my first time to Hyde Park. By this time I was positively freezing in the 30 degree weather, so I made it quick…
And finally, my favourite part of the day. I was browsing in the shops when I noticed an Aveda store. My back was absolutely killing me from my workouts this week, so I stopped for a fifteen minute chair massage. I managed to convince the super fabulous Sicilian man to dig his thumbs into my lower back, even though the massages were done for the day. It was excruciatingly painful, but just what I needed.
Afterwards, with trembling thumbs M dug up tons of free products, gave me my first mince pie and mulled wine, gabbed about where I should visit in Sicily, then insisted in giving me more mince pie and mulled wine and taking my photo when he discovered its newness to me. It was simply ridiculous by an amazing way to end my day! (in addition to some sparkling wine and a chick flick by the fire when I got home)
19th November: Day 38 of doing one thing as if I was living that day as my last.
Today was a yellow day.
Late for work, I couldn’t resist stopping just a few minutes from my flat at Kew Green to catch the leaves before they fall.
I’ve heard about pushing cars for years, but today I had the pleasure of doing it for the first time! Not as bad as I thought, especially when we were all in hysterics about the situation!
29th October: Day 17 of doing one thing as if I was living that day as my last.
Running around breathless on site during rehearsals. But not too busy for a quick breather and some artsy shots.
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