May162013

Draft Box: On A Dark, Desert Highway…

cool wind in my hair…

It’s harder to write when you’re happy.This mini epiphany strikes me at 2 in the am, on this slingshot drive through the Sonoran Desert.

…warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

I want to stop somewhere, lay out, listen to music and stare at the sky. Take long-exposure shots, draw out constellations and capture shooting stars.

up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

The desert is one of the best places for star-gazing. I could easily attain a peace of mind over here. Minus the thought of rattlesnakes, sidewinders, tarantulas, scorpions, and el chupacabras. Actually, I’d want to see a sidewinder.

my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night

my dad is refusing to let anyone else drive, so he’s been piloting this Pathfinder for 6 hours straight. As usual, my siblings and cousins are asleep and I’m in the company of my trusty ‘Notes’ app. I can’t sleep during road trips, it’s complicated. That, and if you couldn’t tell…I’ll draw inspiration from anything to write. Or make art. Or both. I just love art and writing, maaayne.

there she stood in the doorway, heard the mission bell

Where was I going with all of this? Oh yeah, ‘happiness.’ I found that it’s harder to write or draw expressively or creatively when your emotions are in tune with everything around you. This is probably why numerous authors, artists, and musicians abused drugs and drank rather profusely, to escape—to open new realms of imagination and/or unleash their emotional discord. Also, the era and culture. It’s easier to create from an intoxicated or cacophonous stream of consciousness. Hemingway said it best: Write drunk, edit sober. Reminds me of the scene from Walk Hard, where Darlene warns Dewey that LSD could awaken his inner demons…before he drops acid with the Beatles. Fun fact: Bob Dylan put the Beatles on Mary Jane, no Rick James.

I was thinking to myself, ‘this could be heaven or this could be hell’

I feel like I’ve squeezed out the last ounce of my anxieties to my awesome support system. Lol the acronym for ‘awesome support system,’ would be ASS. But seriously, these so-called ‘problems,’ are totally surmountable.

then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

I remember someone telling me that the easiest way to take risks is to know that you’re going to die anyway. A morbid way to put it, but otherwise, a very true statement. Didn’t Steve Jobs say this as well? Okay, i bet tons of people have. But honestly, we have nothing to lose. The year is still young, everything’s been this giant waiting game, but my patience is being tested and life’s too short to not enjoy the moments in-between.

there were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say…

Due to the sedentary lassitude induced by this seven-hour drive, my brain deviates from conscientious thought, and instead, tells my mind to focus elsewhere. As if to say: ‘just stop thinking.’ I’ve always been the type to go-with-the-flow, but adversity came naturally to me. I grew up learning that undesirable outcomes were stepping stones to where I needed to be. And it’s silly to stress over the unknown. I take a deep breath, and look out the window. Somewhere, Wile E. Coyote is plotting to take down the Roadrunner at daybreak. He will fail miserably, but his persistence will remain an admirable trait. A viscious cycle. Even at this hour, the desert is teeming with life. And I have nothing to complain about. I’m at peace, and life is good. Regurgitated statements from a lackadaisical brain. My apologies. On the other hand, smooth cruise, radio lull with an Eagles song in my head: pure bliss. Simple things are happy things.


Welcome to the Hotel California. Such a lovely place. Such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel California. Any time of year, you can find it here.
May152013

whisplash:

The people of Seoul, South Korea install hundreds of lanterns to celebrate Buddha’s birthday. Read more here.

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2PM

death-by-lulz:

olgie13:

“This gorgeous Hälssen & Lyon calendar is made of brewable tea. Each day is made of fine pressed wafer thin tea leaves.” 

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2PM
“I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me. But it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain, and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure. But don’t worry. You will someday.” Lester Burham, American Beauty
May132013

Daft Punk - Lose Yourself To Dance (Feat. Pharrell)

(Source: fuckyesneptunes)

(1,289 plays)

May92013

showslow:

 Miracoco Luminarium by Architects of Air 

May72013

latenightjimmy:

Lip Sync-Off with John Krasinski

Warning you all now: During the last song things get a little hot and heavy.

OmgPerfect. #alltheheartemoji

10PM

Draft Box: The Pacific Paradox

Sometimes I wish that the LBC wasn’t so far from SD. But these evening road trips are always worth it. We’re cruising down the 5, homeward-bound, with those goldie oldies on full-blast. Vermillion lights flicker along the OC coast like a swarm of fireflies, floating above a nocturnal sea. I find myself strangely captivated by the allure of a pitch black canvas—the sea and the sky, merged into nothingness. The stark contrast of this imagery is a sight to behold—hauntingly eerie and delightfully enchanting—all at once.

In this vast, open space, I feel diminutive to the world, and once again, wanderlust strikes. Also, travel envy is serious. I wanna go back to Tokyo. Back to Seattle and Philly. LA. The NYC. Visit Hong Kong. Seoul. London. Paris. Rome. Sydney. Chicago. Atlanta. Bahamas/Caribbean. The list goes on. Thanks, Instawhores. There is just so much out there, waiting to be explored and experienced.

I usually can’t stray away from this state for too long. But I know that no matter where I go, or what I do, SD will always be right here waiting for me, like a Richard Marx song. As much as I love leaving SD, there’s no greater feeling than coming back home.

I feel like falling in love with this city again—beach seshes, city strolls, adventures and all. And as my thoughts dance, I think to myself: “ah, a life-long romance.”

May62013

dantejohnson:

Attention quote and design lovers, here’s a poster series that marries minimalism with inspiration and will look great on your wall. Toronto based designer Ryan McArthur has created this awesome line of prints using quotations from some of the most brilliant minds. He illustrates each of his simple, clean designs by hand then manually traces each line converting it to a vector graphic to scale and manipulate. Next he adds in the speech bubble graphic of the author’s name along with the quote itself, and voila!


See full article on Visual News.

Written by Jessica Czeck

Former NYC Science Teacher, Vegan, Singer, Super Virgo, Dreamer, Traveler, Vorzonian Zebra in Human Skin, Mom to @HarrisonLovesMe.

1PM

ilikearchitecture:

Bear House

A renovation of an existing three-storey residence in Thailand, which has been reconfigured to provide a holiday home for a family who are avid collectors of the Japanese Bearbrick figurines.

1AM

death-by-lulz:

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May52013
May42013

throwbacksongs:

Sufjan Stevens - To Be Alone With You

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May32013
tigermountain:

a bunch of spaceships, in color this time.

tigermountain:

a bunch of spaceships, in color this time.

10PM
10knotes:

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10knotes:

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