Cycle adventures: Work edition

October 29, 2012 § 6 Comments

Dream comes true – I rode my bike to work.

Last week, I had training at a near by convention center and decided to bike. My bike still has a flat so I borrowed my roommate’s bike. I was quite nervous about the ride because I’m riding a bike not made for my size, traveling on a new path, and the weather was windy and cold.  I did it anyways. I packed my backpack, put on my helmet, and layers to start the ride.

I made it to my destination with no accident. It was tricky riding against the wind. At times, I thought I would get blown over into the creek but I stayed on course. I felt really comfortable stopping, starting, turning, going up and down hill, and going faster than normal. It felt really great! Ladies and gents, I’m officially saying it, “The days of learning how to ride a bike is over!”

Celebrate with me by sharing one of your bike stories. I would love to hear it!

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Weekend Do: See

October 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

photo via The Peak of Chic

The other day I was playing the game Guess Who? with two middle schoolers who both have a cognitive disorder. I was working on using descriptive words, turn-taking, and how to construct a question. One of the students was having great difficulty with the game so I sat next to him giving him starter sentences, modeling, and prompting which pictures to knock down. At the end of the game the young man decided to show his secret person to his opponent. At this point I said,

“Grass (name obviously changed), why did you do that? You’re suppose to keep your person a secret.”

He replied, “Oh no!” I didn’t know.”

I responded with, “It’s okay. We’re all learning. You’ll get this next time we play.”

As I quickly cleaned up the game he grew silent.

In a quiet, extremely soft, but very clear voice he said, “I’m sorry I didn’t know how to play the game.” He said it in a way that made it seemed like how I perceived him was dependent on his skill. My heart was crushed. I care about him for who is, not what he can do.

I assured him with these words, “Grass, we’ll get this next time. You’ll get this. You are awesome and we’ll get this.”

He smiled. We gave each other a big high-five and then he left my room.

This interaction made me think about the people I interact with daily and deeply want them to know how much I care about them is not based on what they do or do not do, how much money they make, or what they look like.

Instead of a list of weekend do’s I decided to make up one: See someone as who they are.

Happy Weekend!

Leading Lines

October 22, 2012 § Leave a comment

I’m taking a class on the line in poetry, which is proving to be a many-faceted and opinionated topic:

Lines are “sufficiently textured (that is, troubled and troubling),” according to Scott Cairns. For Bruce Bond, “The line encourages us to slow down.”

“Maybe it’s not so much that I like breaking the line as that I like the chance to keep beginning,” writes Catherine Barnett, and John O. Espinoza says, “The line should be about energy and economy.”

“A walking line gathers me in, strives outside of me.” (Christine Hume)
“The line is equal parts diligent exactitude and explosive, ebullient destruction.” (Noah Eli Gordon)

Naturally, I start thinking these things about lines in photographs:

Textured

Gathering in

Beginning

Explosive

Energy and economy

and see things differently.

(photos from my instagram)

Two Artists and a Hammer

October 18, 2012 § 6 Comments

As my housemate and I have vastly different schedules, it took a few months before our new apartment felt like home. A box unpacked one day, rearranged furniture another day, whenever we were in the same space together. It wasn’t until one very late night that we tackled decorating our walls.

It took us a ridiculous amount of time, measuring, and second guessing what we were doing (neither of us “get” math), so of course our first decision was to make this momentous event a time lapse (the first video I’ve ever made!). Enjoy, and welcome to our home.

In this moment: A faith to move

October 15, 2012 § 2 Comments

In this moment I believe that life is full of so much uncertainty.

Art by Alexander Levasseur

I was talking with a friend about all of the uncertainty that fills our day. I invest in relationships, pursue passions, and travel across oceans by more faith than I think. Do I have all of the answers? No. Do I continue on? Yes. Why? It’s the settling, bitterness and apathy that I refuse to surrender to.

At times, the process to move with faith is so hard. It’s often expressed in tears, questions, and fear. The process to move can be so heavy, as if the weight of that heaviness seeps into the crevices of my life, making it even more so. However, I continue to return to a comfort and encouragement that I am a part of something bigger than me.

Recently, a tune that has been on repeat and carries this theme of moving with faith is this song by The Soil & The Sun. Take a listen, in its entirety.

Goodness, my vulnerability cup has been tipped over, spilled out off the coffee table and onto the carpet.

Help me, Readers, what encourages you to have the faith to keep moving?

Currently in life

October 11, 2012 § 4 Comments

I realize I don’t do my hair anymore. Impatience with growing out a pixie cut (10 months) has led to some apathy with my hair. Wash, some days put in a little cream, and air dry. I have very thick hair and when it was long it would take hours to dry. Now it takes a quick car ride with the window down, moments of making breakfast, or checking email before a to-do list agenda begins.

Although I don’t do anything with my hair I’ve also received the most compliments. What? I don’t do anything to it. I’ve learned that the most simple things may just be the best things. Who would have thought!

Currently, there are other simple things in my life that I absolutely enjoy:

I love it when someone makes coffee for me. It’s a gesture I hardly ever refuse. I usually embrace it with wrapping my hands around the warm mug and a smile of gratitude.

I really enjoy soft scented candles. There are a few placed all over my home, but my favorite sits in my room.

Volcano by Anthropologie

The hugs, kisses, and love I get from these two are the best an Auntie can ever receive.

What simple things are you enjoying these days?

Happy Weekend!

September Portraits

October 8, 2012 § 2 Comments

September’s a week over already, but I still wanted to share my photos from that month. Looking back over the year, my favorite photos have been when I’ve captured someone in the middle of a laugh or giving a look that is “so them” or in an environment that reflects who they are. But even though this is my favorite kind of photo to take, most of my subjects have been objects, scenes, or landscapes rather than people. I’ve been hesitant to get up close and personal with my people subjects.

I set out to remedy this with the theme of “portraits,” inspired in part by photographer Michael A. Muller’s portrait series and Darren Rowse’s portrait tips. This month I also practiced using my new camera. Here are some of the highlights.

You can see the rest here, or look back through the year here.

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