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Right so it was kick at the walls or do something about it and I decided a couple days of elbow grease and a few bucks spent at IKEA was a way more manageable plan right now than moving.
I also decided in the end that the bed was better by the kitchen than by the sofa but that to make it work I needed to both get in more light and keep the kitchen spotless ALWAYS. Nothing worse than trying to fall asleep next to a stack of dirty dishes and a big ol' garbage can. Happy Dreams and the day's leftover Mess are not compatible bedmates.
I snapped some quick pics in notsotgreat lighting (below). Still in some progress but the idea is there. The kitchen has unfortunate bones, you can see a bit of what I have to deal with. Oh and there are couple-year-old home pics here.
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In light of my post-Avatar-watching comment on Friday I think this is interesting. Your response to Avatar is now becoming a psychological barometer. Heh. You know there's a pack of theses waiting to be written on this. I was utterly absorbed in the movie's pandorian utopia and can understand the longing for that kind of beauty and connection on a regular basis, we walk around with our eyes closed so much we've forgotten how to see and experience (sans chemical-enhancement) intense beauty here in Real Life on Real Earth. But response like this to a movie is nothing new, it's simply a more universally-experienced example than we've seen in a long while. Art and how we respond to it always has the capacity to highlight or reflect our own state of being, our longings, our relationship to our world. Or it should. Watch though, the term "Avatar Depression" will take on a pop-psychology life of it's own.
Tis all I think.
Peace,
T.
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Pics:
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I saw Joe Purdy at the Media Club in Vancity a few years back and developed a bit of a fancrush. Easier is one of my alltime favourites. Can't find a clear version, this'll have to suffice ...
I also decided in the end that the bed was better by the kitchen than by the sofa but that to make it work I needed to both get in more light and keep the kitchen spotless ALWAYS. Nothing worse than trying to fall asleep next to a stack of dirty dishes and a big ol' garbage can. Happy Dreams and the day's leftover Mess are not compatible bedmates.
I snapped some quick pics in notsotgreat lighting (below). Still in some progress but the idea is there. The kitchen has unfortunate bones, you can see a bit of what I have to deal with. Oh and there are couple-year-old home pics here.
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In light of my post-Avatar-watching comment on Friday I think this is interesting. Your response to Avatar is now becoming a psychological barometer. Heh. You know there's a pack of theses waiting to be written on this. I was utterly absorbed in the movie's pandorian utopia and can understand the longing for that kind of beauty and connection on a regular basis, we walk around with our eyes closed so much we've forgotten how to see and experience (sans chemical-enhancement) intense beauty here in Real Life on Real Earth. But response like this to a movie is nothing new, it's simply a more universally-experienced example than we've seen in a long while. Art and how we respond to it always has the capacity to highlight or reflect our own state of being, our longings, our relationship to our world. Or it should. Watch though, the term "Avatar Depression" will take on a pop-psychology life of it's own.
Tis all I think.
Peace,
T.
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Pics:
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I saw Joe Purdy at the Media Club in Vancity a few years back and developed a bit of a fancrush. Easier is one of my alltime favourites. Can't find a clear version, this'll have to suffice ...
posted by traceyj at 2:24 PM
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