Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Go be that starving Artist you’re afraid to be. Open up that journal and get poetic finally. Volunteer. Suck it up and travel. You were not born here to work and pay taxes. You were put here to be part of a vast organism to explore and create. Stop putting it off. The world has much more to offer than what’s on 15 televisions at TGI Fridays. Take pictures. Scare people. Shake up the scene. Be the change you want to see in the world. You’ll thank yourself for it.
Jason Mraz

Tuesday, December 1, 2009


What better class to have this afternoon 
where I sat. 
Listened to Mahler in darkness. 
Followed by Sufjan. 

Followed by my hunk of a professor explaining how both of these are 'beautiful forms of expression' 
then choking up over Sufjan lyrics. 

May I point out as I have previously said on this blog, that there are three important things I do not ever want to have lacking in my life.

PassionAdventure and Inspiration.  

I have had the latter in abundance recently. Its good to have really wonderful, visionary friends.

Thoughts on an infant.

My class presentation on Aboriginal music is going to be so awesome. Just you wait.
Ive even got a friend coming IN to play the didgeridoo and seriously, it will be presented by an Aussie. I dont think it gets any more legit than that (unless I was an Abo).


Also, tonight I saw some beautiful theatre. I sing Julia's praises all the time, but she really was wonderful. Aand to go along with some of the thoughts I had during the play and also to do with a recent discussion, I just hope I never lose a child. 
Random? yeah. I didnt think I would shed tears for such a thing tonight either. For some reason that just got me all chokey in the throat and I think I felt for a second what it must be like to be a mother. 

If you have talked to me this semester perhaps I mentioned that I would like to be a young single mum. 
I think I still mean that, but what do I know. 
It probably sucks big time. But don't you think there is something really beautiful about it too? 
I dont even know how to justify my case here cause I just get really dumbfounded looks when I say that, like its almost a sinful want. 
And though I do not foresee this in my future at all, I cant help but conjure up an intimate and serenely beautiful relationship. 


Clarification: my 'clock' is definitely not ticking. 

Monday, November 30, 2009

Colours.

I worked on my Rubik’s cube. People came in and out of the front door and sometimes the back door. They probably looked at me but I didn’t look at them. I just sat in Dad’s armchair, in the corner of the livingroom, working on my Rubik’s cube.

Mom asked me a question. I remember hearing the slow notes of her voice but I didn’t hear the words. I remember that when she tried to talk to me I almost had the blue side done. Then, when she stopped talking, I screwed it up.

I thought about grocery shopping at Meijer. Mostly, I thought about the camera department. Dad always made me run and grab a pack of Fuji film while he went and picked up the bananas or the chicken or something. He said he was timing me.

People came in and out of the doors and there were no lamps on in the livingroom. They probably worried I was hurting my eyes staring at the Rubik’s cube because there was not much light coming in through the window. I could see their dark suits and dresses out of the corner of my eye but I didn’t look up at their faces.

Jim sat down in the chair across from me. He asked how I was doing. I showed him that I was almost done with the green side and then we were both quiet for a very long time. He stood up and walked away so slowly and he probably went to make himself a drink. I was reminded of the Super Bowl. Dad and he had their annual barbecue in the backyard. I don’t remember anyone ever watching the game but people were always laughing a lot. Sometimes they asked me to sit with them on the porch and I laughed with them. I thought about that for a long time but I stared down at the Rubik’s cube so no one would know I was thinking about anything.

Mom bought me a little black suit special for today but I didn’t want it. I wanted to wear my blue jeans and tee shirt like normal and go and work on the car in the garage. That’s what he would have wanted, I thought. But Mom made me put on that suit. I didn’t know if we would get rid of that car now.

She also told me I was supposed to say something at the church today but I couldn’t think of anything so I just stood up there and everyone looked at me. Afterwards they said it was okay that I didn’t have anything to say but I didn’t want to talk to them so I went and waited in the car. Then we drove home and everyone came along.

I thought about how quiet it was in the church and how it wasn’t quiet anymore now that we were home. I didn’t know what everyone suddenly had to say. I almost had the red side done. Dad used to say, “keep your chin up,” and I wanted to say that to Jim now because he was just staring at his shoes the whole time that he was sitting across from me, but he had stood up and left by the time I remembered to say it so I just mumbled it to myself.

Mom asked what I had said but I didn’t repeat it because she wouldn’t have understood.

When everyone finally left I almost had the yellow side done but all the other sides were jumbled and the Rubik’s cube looked like a mess. I got out of the armchair and set the cube down on the little coffee table. I set it down next to Dad’s old Rubik’s cube with all the sides the right color. I just wanted to make mine look like his.


By Jake Bauer

Saturday, November 28, 2009

my black friday.







I enjoy getting away from everyone sometimes. 
      screaming inside the hallowed walls of natures sky. 




snug luv

Is..is that a snuggie??

What beautiful things come in the mail. 


Sorry if you already bought me one for christmas.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

happy thanksgiving, friends


It just seems so fitting to be watching an old 50s movie like An Affair to Remember with grandma on this thanksgiving evening.

Monday, November 23, 2009

thanks Amerika


Cant believe I get a week off for a holiday that once again, I know nothing about. 

I should wiki 'turkey' or 'an excuse for Americans to spend the whole day eating' or "fo shizzle, my pilgrizzle!"

Because so far, that is what thanksgiving means to me :)

thanks again,
thanks. 

ps. Thanks!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Vampires suck, werewolves bite.

Never in my life have I slept in till 1pm. Thanks Twilight. 
I hope you were stalking me in my sleep Edward. I mean,
I did sit through the entirety of your movie after all. 
If not thats okay, Ive got a ripped werewolf who is also over-protective.

Im soooo Twilified peeps. 


Tonight my Australian girls went home with 'the band.' 
I do not know 'the band'
But I did find out they live 2hrs away from me. 

How did I let this happen?
Lets see, I was sitting in the cinema watching Twilight -wearing my handmade 'Vampires Suck' shirt and forgot to give them my key to the apartment. 

I am a terrible friend. 

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Sometimes I just feel like crap and dont have anything cute and inspirational to write that will make me look like an ideal person. 

Sometimes I just wish things would go my way for once in this world. 

Monday, November 16, 2009


I hope I age really gracefully
Like the autumn leaves that are dropping 
They are the prettiest when they are almost dead.

Friday, November 13, 2009


Its funny how people say 'I love you' like it's an apology. 

who knows if the moon's

Who knows if the moon's 
a balloon, coming out of a keen city 
in the sky--filled with pretty people? 
(and if you and I should 

get into it, if they 
should take me and take you into their balloon, 
why then 
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people 

than houses and steeples and clouds: 
go sailing 
away and away sailing into a keen 
city which nobody's ever visited, where 

always 
            it's 
                    Spring) and everyone's 
in love and flowers pick themselves


- ee cummings.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

O what's in a name?

Baby: One of those little critters that slobbers on all the furniture, pulls your hair really hard and requires constant 24/7 attention. 

Despite their decision to take on this crazy new role of Mum and Dad, I love Cherie and Jordan. I took their engagement/wedding photos last year and had a whole bunch of fun with them pre-marriage (in other words: pre-seclusion-from outside-single-world)
I love them. My wedding gift was the collection of photos, but I really can only offer my lasting friendship. Thats the best gift in the world, I think. 

So. point of this post  >>they want to name their first child after their beloved friend Kelsie! Thats right chickens, my little namesake! 
Im trying to be humble here, but this is the second little bubby that has been named after me. 

Perhaps I am doing something right in the world after all.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009


I feel I have the 'Australian pride' thing covered, I just hope I don't come off too overbearing. 
I think that I do -to some people. But maybe that actually has nothing to do with being Australian. 
Then again, I was told today that I didnt even sound Aussie. Gosh. Fart. NO! I promised my country this wouldnt happen. 

Monday, November 9, 2009

creep.


Lesson learned today: Dont stalk (too much) on facebook, they might just be sitting behind you in the library.  No freakin joke.

This can create awkward situations where you need to justify yourself when they turn around and kind of gasp and look at you strangely. 

I do this a lot though, the 'see people in a video on vimeo and look up their names on fbook'. Today I found someone from London who was (is)  beautiful. and I cant actually look at their page but they have 405 friends ..Very interesting.. 

**Wait, Lesson learned today: Dont stalk (too much) on facebook in PUBLIC. My lounge room is okay. 

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Are you supposed to have a favourite genre of music? I cant pick one.

Each song by The Beatles makes me feel nostalgic for the awesome life I didnt have in the 70s.
And sometimes I just want to listen to Sufjan because lyrics like those in John Wayne Gacy jr, just change you. 
Other days -for instance this morning, all I could find that spoke to me, was classical film scores like The Piano, Becoming Jane, or Black Hawk Down. 
Then as night has now begun and I sit here at 1.30am, the beautiful sounds that escape the mouth of Claudine Ledoux, find their way on repeat. 

Sunday is reserved for the Tab choir and some of my favourite opera's like Aida, Tosca, Don Giovanni and The Coronation of Poppea.

Come Monday however, I might need a bit of Ella to wake me up while walking to campus and to refresh my memory for what will be talked about in class. So Fitzgerald, Holiday, Ellington and Count Basie will most likely cover Mondays playlist. 

Then most weeknights on campus then come to end in a practise room -trying to play the Amelie music or attempting to write my own stuff. 

Music, 
Cant get enough. 

Friday, November 6, 2009

"It was mine that love, I owned it. Even Sarah didn’t have the right to take it away. I can love who ever I want."


 "You are what you love, not what loves you."

-Adaptation

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Sometimes Im jealous of my own life.

And really only sometimes- cause I could do a lot more to make it even more wonderful BUT. Its days like today that I remember the real world out there and am happy it still exists. Sometimes I forget, y'know?

To Lauren: It was a good day in SLC. Even when we were in line for our food from Nepal for ages and when we just sat in the park with the homeless guys. I love you and thanks for being ultra cool. hollaaa sista!





N.B. The aluminum foil spoon. We do what we can.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009


I looked on my itunes today at the 'Top 25 most played list' and surprisingly, 17 of them are classical songs. I didnt actually realise I listened to a lot of classical but these 17 range from film scores to operas to the claire de lune. 

Right now, Im listening to music from the 18th century which only followed the sweet-as African drum stuff I had playing for my world music cultures class. 

And toniight Ima gonna go to a Jazz combo performance of some sort to top this fine day off.

happy wednesday. 

busy lives.

There is so much to doooo
So much to decide
So much to read
So much to make
So much to listen to
So much to write

craaap! Where do I float off to? I think I actually prefer to stay there

This is our halloween music video.

We are so proud of it I kinda just want to post it everywhere. we're also pretty full of ourselves

Be Okay -one shot- from Lauren Laws on Vimeo.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

superfly.


mm yeah.

Wish my skin was this colour and that I was from the 70s. Maybe then Curtis Mayfield might call ME superfly.