Kelly's List of Bizarre Things We've Come to Find as Normal: Clouds: Giant bodies of water that hover above us all day long. And move. Tons and tons of water that just collects and hangs in the air. Like floating lakes. Belly Buttons: A really intense scar from where you used to feed off of another human. Like some sort of alien. You had a tube from your belly attached to another human to gain life. That is just weird people. Sleep: A time when all humans stop what they're doing, gather and collectively, voluntarily, black out for hours at a time. And if they don't they lose power; they will gradually slow until they involuntarily black out. If you do something enough, or if enough people do something, it seems pretty normal. Makes you realize how relative normal is.
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Baz Luhrmann
I went on a quick trip to Australia to work with a church over there for a while. Fell in love and learned a lot. It was dreamy! But more on that later... For now, let me tell you about my love for Baz Luhrmann! (Who is actually, Australian.) And about my BIG question of the day: WHY did no one inform me he was doing Gatsby?? Right on que, he's as handsome as ever. Mark Anthony 'Baz' Luhrmann is a Producer/Director/Writer famous for his films Australia, Moulin Rouge!, and my personal very favorite, Romeo + Juliet. His style is so gaudy and theatrical and over the top yet somehow it's not overdone; it's tasteful, just enough to keep you captivated. So it's no wonder everyone is talking about Gatsby! (besides the fact that it's the production of the ultra famous book) I can not wait to see him work with De Caprio again. Fabulous. I must see it now. Just adding to my love of all things Australian. X
I'm watching a documentary on the psychology of music and one of the scientists mentions, how it seems many people are attracted to Latin music, due to it's unpredictably through syncopation. But the thing about syncopation is that it is really, extremely predictable. It's just not obvious. much like fractals. A fractal is essentially, a mathematical equation that creates a pattern, infinitely the same no matter how far you zoom in or out. Think of a coastline. If you look at a picture of the entire west coast it has a pattern of a very rough, jagged line. Zoom in to a single beach, the same rough, jagged line. 3 feet of that beach; the same jagged rough line. And we see, it will always look the same. Another similar picture of a fractal is a tree. As two branches split, each has its own branches that split off and into two and those branches have twigs that split off and into two, and so on and so forth. In fact, many things we instinctively find to be b
Oh NPR... I'm truly addicted to your music section. I should stop copying all your posts on my blog and simply just make my blog, a link to NPR music. At this point it practically is. (Here people. http://www.npr.org/ ) Today you shared with me the goodness that is Jamie Lidell: And ?uestlove. Along with new music from Steve Martin. I love you NPR. On that note, let's discuss my love for Questo, the great drumbino. I can not say I found him on my own, a good friend and phenomenal musician shared his music with me and out of and attempt to keep up and be cool I gave it a listen. And they say the rest is history! Questlove is one of my favorite musicians, n ot only because he's extremely talented, but he's one of those rare people in the music business who has worked extremely hard and stayed extremely humble. And I like that. More from NPR: Patenting genes? I find it so selfish to hinder scientific progress, simpl
This post is in vain. ... but can I just say I know my music? I don't really look like I would have a lot of the hobbies and skills that I do, and nothing is more frustrating than when people pass me off for just another girl because I'm bubbly. Please, get to know me first. I'm smart. I'm capable. I like physics and art and music. And I don't need to prove that to anyone. Here's what I've been listening to today: Annnnd last but not least... It's very rare that people understand my taste in music. ... but I love it. XX
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Don't get mad that things aren't happening; be the change. Growing up in the church, knowing that God “existed” was not a shocking thought to me. I had questioned it, a time or two, but had seen his work to be too evident in my life to count it all up to chance. My life, and the steps I‘ve taken to get to this point, have been the work of God. It wasn’t up until my first term at New Hope that I truly had an “existential crisis” though, with what I had built my entire life and world around. From a very young age I had an inherent knowledge that there must be something bigger at work here, and that that work was God. I spent my younger years, with my family, actively involved in church and planting churches, and outreaches, and all the ways we could reach out to our community. After high school, community college and university it was when I finally reached bible college that the question hit me: Do I really believe all of this? Surrounded by people who const
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I've been reading this blog a lot lately. Oh, and I could read it for hours! Diane Comer is a wise and Godly woman, the wife to the pastor of one of my favorite churches in Portland, and head of woman's ministries there herself. She is gentle, and kind, and reminds me a lot of my own Mom. (A huge compliment if you've ever met my mom!) One of the sweetest things on her blog is her Letters to My Son series. It's encouraging to be reminded of what a God centered relationship looks like, as she encourages her own son in waiting for and eventually pursuing the woman God created him to be with. She often writes to him about the example her own husband has set. And again, it reminds me of my own parents. I am reminded how lucky I am to have parents who adore and support each other the way mine do! My parents have the greatest love story because it's a story of work, and redemption, and God leading and teaching them. My dad is probably the cheesiest person you wi
I bless the Lord who gives me counsel; in the night also my heart instructs me. I have set the Lord always before me; because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices; my flesh also dwells secure. –Psalm 16:7-9 ((Bellarive- Taste of Eternity))
Easy goin' morning. Do you guys ever hang out with people who, simply out of their insecurities, need all the attention to feel appreciated? Instead of just restin' up easy and knowing with confidence that life is so good they kind of have to be loud and crazy just to feel like they're the life of the party. ... those people just bum me out. They're draining to be around. And I've been around a lot of them lately! I just shrink back, ya know? Because it's not a competition so if you want the spotlight, you can have it. What I'm getting at though is that life is just crazy! And everyone handles it differently so it can be easy to get lost in the mix. Sometimes you just need to fill yourself up with what you know is true and good and you in life. With that being said none of the following is me but it sure does make me happy :) Just, aspirations let's call them. This is easily one of the weirdest/creepiest videos yet.
I've been having fun looking over NPR's top lists of albums and songs this year. Some of them are great! Some of them made me angry. (Call Me Maybe? Really? That's good marketing, not music.) Some are a little kooky. And most I've never heard! Which I appreciate. Super fun. Some of my favorites: "Who" by David Byrne (from The Talking Heads) and St. Vincent (From awesome indie female guitaristness) I'm a big St. Vincent fan. She's always sort of haunting, constantly genius, and her videos never fail to creep me out but somehow keep me from looking away every single time. Matt Ulery, Album By a Little Light All of the songs I've listened to off of it so far have this juxtaposition about them of this whimsical chiming of marimba and piano and glockenspiel but all the while with an intense build to it too. It's really fun! Give it a listen. "To Lose Your Mind" Regina Spektor, Album What We S
