KONY 2012

Tonight I watched, as I can assume most everyone else did, the Kony 2012 video. And may I just say, I am so overjoyed and astonished and overcome with emotion at the sheer size of peoples hearts.

Tonight my news feed turned from a ‘look at me’ rambling of daily activities and attributes to a microscope on the children of Africa and a plan to help bring down one of the worlds biggest criminals.

For once I felt proud to walk among people with hearts so big, people who cared enough to share a moving testimonial with others. To become aware of such a travesty taking place in our world. 

We all have our problems and there are many challenges that face us all in the world, but this video just blew up and people stopped to think about the importance of their lives and what they could be doing to help others. This is a truly amazing revolution-taking place and I can only hope that people remember this moment right now as a something beautiful and pure. Imagine what we can create as a united front.  

If we can all come together as one and fight for the rights of children in Africa and bring Kony to arrest, just imagine the ripple effects, imagine the rewards we will feel for all humanity and our confidence to keep doing the work that needs to be done to entitle all people to a quality of life that we all expect here in the first world.

I am so proud to be surrounded by such beautiful caring individuals.

Now comes the debate between the humanitarian and the cynic. But lets take action, not quarrel!

KONY 2012 from INVISIBLE CHILDREN on Vimeo.

New Art

I have decided that now is the time to show you what I've been working on lately and what I have started listing for purchase in my Etsy store.

Heres a sneak peak!

Will post a link to my Etsy store tonight!

xx

The power of images.

Have you ever felt so compelled and provoked by an image? Be it a piece of artwork, a photograph or an advertisement, the power behind images can be so great that they propel discussion, cause outrage, entice or disgust people.

I find myself on a daily basis in total awe and inspired by images. And then in the heat of the moment I ask myself; Why am I not creating these images? Am I really happy being an on-looker?

Even if you don't know what it is, even if you spend time trying new things and finding out that they weren't right for you, always live in your inspiration and create something. For an idea is merely an idea, until it is put into action.

These are some of the most heart breaking iconic images I've ever seen:

Kevin Carter – Vulture Stalking a Child

Huynh Cong Ut – Napalm Strike

Eddie Adams 

Lawrence Beitler – Lynchin

Mike Wells – Uganda

Richard Drew – The Falling Man (September 11, 2001)

Wish list wish list

My hearts monogamy is questionable. It tells my brain that it's true love is art, will always be faithful to art, may even communicate to my hand every now and then to make sweet, sweet love to art on a bed of paper, with a stiff graphite pencil. 

But alas, the reality is that my heart has always been swayed and tempted by other things. Sometimes it's by fashion, sometimes it's by interior design... But its true mistress is in-fact, Aesthetics herself. I guess that's where my love for art grew from. I don't remember a time when my thoughts were not filled with the imagery of an empty space, eagerly awaiting the arrival of beautiful things to sit inside of it. 

I mean, who doesn't love to be surrounded by beautiful things, be always thinking about beautiful things, go out and spend their hard earned on adorning themselves in, you guessed it: beautiful things?!

Here is my extreme Christmas Wish List. Part One. (Take note, Stephen!)

All jewelry by Dannijo, Proenza Schouler PS1, Acne Boots, Current/Elliot Snakeskin Jeans, Theysken's Theory Shirt.  

Visit the Dannijo website, here! 

An Artists Studio

Seriously longing after a studio space of my own. A big open space, NYC Loft style or perhaps somewhere nestled amongst the bush, with huge windows, wooden floors, white walls, all ready to be splattered with paint and filled to the brim with my clutter and inspirational clippings. 

My dream would be to wake up, drive to the studio and spend all day and all night in there working away.  

If you can dream it...

Important message.

Intertwined.

I'm absolutely in love with these images. 

I miss my boyfriend.

I'm working on a video right now, a time laps of me painting from start to finish, this may take some time. Enjoy the pictures.

Images courtesy of  luluandyourmom, Vogue Italy November 2010.

back home.

 (Pictures from her website found here and video from the Triple J website.)

I've been gone a while now, I was basically, discouraged. I respect the people who have the commitment and means to make their blogs and work a success. I've recently returned home from a trip overseas to a huge convention called the Avatar Wizards Course. This was my second one, and it was breathtaking, amazing, grounding and completely awesome. I saw some of my closest friends from all over the world again, and re found my feet which I had abandoned/overlooked due to discouragement and misaligning actions last year. 

I feel like starting a fresh. After having just lost my cushy day job, I'm in a brilliantly uncomfortable position to pursue and create my dreams. I have to re organize, re assess and align my beliefs and efforts towards a goal. 

As a testament to this new chapter, I'm paying respect to a beautiful young photographer called Nirrimi Hakanson, whose work is always inspiring and continues to open up my imagination.

 Check out her blog too, here.

Life is what you make it.

That is a phrase seriously, seriously taken advantage of. Too many people stumble around life waiting for things to come to them, being solely disappointed when people or events don't live up to their own expectations and totally being affected by emotion and random events (Harry Palmer). 


If life is what someone else makes it, or some event, or some reaction, then you will not be living as the source of your creations. You will harvest experiences you do not wish to experiecnce, over and over again until you intergreat them, which some people never achieve in their lifetimes, they accept it on, 'thats just how things go', or, 'this is just how I am'.


The power that human beings have is incredible. Although, news broadcasts will showcase mostly the bad side of morality; greed driven, violent, irrational, head conscious, selfish, alienating, belief protective etc. For me, and thousands of other people I know, these are not traits worth investing interest in. We are not simply bodies filled with these qualities, we have the power to choose. If people spent half as much time practicing compassion, REALLY feeling what another feels and accepting that the only thing between us are our beliefs, and that they can be changed, the world would be a better place.


"Taking personal responsibility for your life is a necessary process. The power in personal responsibility is that external causes no longer produce internal reactions. Personal responsibility restores your choice as to how you react to people or events." - Harry Palmer.


A lot of the things I have said have been inspired by a phenomenal man, Harry Palmer, Author of the Avatar Materials. If you have had any insight, or interest in anything I've said, and would like to be a part of the team that wants to change the world for the better, visit the Avatar website. The first step is taking personal responsibility for yourself, your creations and you beliefs in which you built yourself upon. From this place of reclaiming source, you will see truely magical and inspiring things happen.


It is your life, deliberately choose how to live it, and If your not sure how to do that, visit the website above. 

destroyed.

So, I'm utterly in love with cooking, I take it very personally and its a true passion of mine. I'm quite good also. I like to do everything from scratch and tonight was no exception. I made lamb koftas from leg of lamb, spiced with cumin, paprika, chilli, rosemary and salt. With lemon and red onion, parsley, mint, lettuce, cucumber and tomatoes with a spiced yoghurt sauce. All wrapped in corn wraps (organic ofcourse, ha!).

But anyway, it was delicious etc etc. I saved some for my boyfriend, some of the salad, the accompaniments and the skewer of lamb. Then, I look up, and see my brother take ONLY the lamb off the plate and stuff it in his face. I almost died.

FUCK! I saved it for someone who'd appreciate it, ACTUALLY has a palate and enjoys my cooking. I had to stop myself from crying. I don't know if anyone else in the world feels these sort of thigns when it comes to food. I feel like I had something stolen from me. I yelled at him, but thats never satisfying, he doesnt care. Its like, you save up for your dream pair of shoes and as you go into the store where the last pair IN THE WORLD lies within your grasp, some fat, completely unstylish girl buys them then throws them in the rubbish bin as soon as she gets home. Agh, this is such a whinge. But I feel better-ish. I'd feel better if my boyfriend had my kofta in his mouth, as weird as that sounds. I wanted the enjoyment for him, as my brother is a brut and wouldn't get it. He snarled at the salad too. skjdlakd.

I love cooking, I hope someone else gets it.

Love. Part One.

Florence is prompting this post, I LOVE her voice, its like sex to my eardrums. Tantalizing.

I thought I'd write a snippet on love, because, a) I'm completely head over heels in love and b) its absolutely amazing. Whether your in love with shoes, or writing, or sport, or animals or people, the feeling of love is like the best and most motivating feeling I've ever encountered. 

I think its most important though, to love yourself before you love anyone else. Otherwise its for the wrong reasons, and you'll be loving them out of a need, rather than in deliberacy. This was my biggest lesson I've ever learnt, and I'm glad I learnt it young, so I stopped my destructive relationships and victim downfalls.

Because, needing someone is no good. You shouldn't need anyone to make you feel anything. In all honesty, and after months and months of divulging into my own consciousness did I learn that no one can inflict anything upon you, unless you give them permission, or responsibility over your feelings. You wouldn't let someone totally unworthy of your feelings make you cry, or upset.. So why give other people the credit for your happiness? You merely let them into your life, and experience alongside them, happiness, a nice connection etc. 

Companionship, camaraderie, partnership, alliance, amigos,  friendship, soul mates, are just decisions made with another. Which I find more romantic, than this concept of fated love. Although I'm the first to say that things happen for a reason, I also think you have to be open to the opportunity for it to come into your world. AND make the decision for it to last. 

My mother mentored me these things as I was going through heartbreak after heartbreak in high school, but hey, don't most of us need to learn for ourselves before you take notice or decide to change? I certainly did. And I now admire her words, as she too has learnt the lesson, and lives it much better than me, giving space to my dad, and he the same for her. The best thing she ever said to me, while I was 'devastated' after an ended relationship, was, "would you still love him if he was a fat, balding old man in a wheelchair?", I instantly shuttered and said no. "Then don't worry about it, it's not meant to be" she replied. 

As for my partner and I, were more like conjoined twins. We don't sleep apart as a rule and if the only time we meet for the day is in the morning and before bed and during sleep, then thats quite out of routine, and rare. This is the most treasured and brilliant relationship I've ever had. Its a lot of work, work I'm quite happy to be involved in, day in, day out. 

This is the first romantic relationship that I've ever had thats been a partnership in the truest sense, we work together, to achieve goals, to achieve stability and to support each other every single day. We also don't need eachother, so when were together, our time spent is much more spacious, we can play in eachothers consciousness, tell jokes, get serious, talk, and have true camaraderie. Were also best friends, soul mates and choose to be together every morning, every night. There's the magic too, its not all this formulation, constructed, agreed upon relationship. Mostly, its totally whimsical, when I look at his face, I see everything I use to be, and then I see the clarity of what I've achieved with him by my side, and I'm thrilled to wake up next to him every day. Life partners and all that. He can calm my mind in the busiest moments of confusion. 

If your reading this, your my home, and I love you.

So there, thats not everything I've got, but its a beginning. 

BANKSY.

(images via Google)

‎"Only when the last tree has been cut down, and the last river dries up to a trickle, will man finally realise that we cannot eat money, and reciting old proverbs makes you look like a twat." - Wall and Piece, 2007, Banksy.

Banksy, for me, is king of social commentary (present day). He is hilarious, and clever in his 'Brandalism' and graffiti street art. I am purchasing his book, Wall and Piece this week as I got a decent pay this week. If your interested in social commentary through art, graffiti, street art or art that provokes thought, Banksy's your man. I'm always very inspired after sitting down and reading about him, looking at his work etc. 

Bloom.

(Images via various Tumblr's.)

So, in the fear of sounding corny, SPRING HAS SPRUNG. Well, at least it did yesterday, and the day before, today looks bleek. Correction: Today is wonderful. (I just looked outside, ha!) 

In the spirit of spring, I'm going to clean my room, throw away things I no longer care for, like printed tees from last spring, wool tights etc! I'm also going shopping today to pick up some transeasonal things to kick start my new wardrobe. 'Cos September is really like coming out of hibernation, you can kick off your furrs, duffle coats, wool tights, many layers of black and grey and opt for something lighter, more colourful and dare I say it, FLORAL. (I personally do not like floral, and its kind of a bit undermining to continue to bring florals out around Spring, EVERY year, like we dont know its Spring, or that you sold this to us LAST year, but maybe in a slighly different shade.) ANYWAY, I'm excited. New clothes, more sun on my face and on my paintings, more air, less butter and sugar to keep me warm. What? Butter and sugar doesn't keep you warm? Thats probably just my food addiction.