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Sea pangs

An old friend dropped in on the Sonofagun yesterday. We haven’t seen Warwick Hill for years…and learned that he’s been very busy, living a very adventurous, high-energy life, and that he and his partner, TJ, have been filming all their experiences at sea. I’ve just watched the DVD of their latest documentary, No Fixed Address, this morning. Twice in a row. I loved it. Going to get a few copies, now, for other friends who live on boats and dream of sailing after a life of adventure and freedom and beautiful coastlines.

The following two videos are just short teasers, covering two separate adventures that Warwick, TJ, and their Indonesian-built perahu, Oelin, had…but they’ll give you an idea of what the full-length documentary is like:

No Fixed Address is available from Warwick and TJ’s website, www.oelin.com, either as a DVD or an mp4 download.

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via Ordinary Meditations: New Year Restart Meditation

Powder Blue Rainbow by Chati Coronel, 2012. From her SkinSkin exhibition.

I thought I would maybe start writing a post, now and then, about some of my friends. Hopefully they won’t mind!

My friends. You would like them. They are artists, directors, writers, art therapists, graphic designers, journalists, travelers, extreme sports enthusiasts, singer/songwriters, filmmakers, dancers, actors, playwrights, social workers, doctors, musicians…and they are all visionaries, aces in their fields, risk-takers and question-askers, ecstatic poets, seers and mystics. I feel extremely lucky to know these amazing, fiercely individual people.

There were nights, years ago and in Manila, when we would all manage to turn up at one place together: the energy, the vitality in the room would be a palpable force. Many a time, at these magical events, a quiet mood would settle over me and I would sit back from the conversation, look around the room at the faces of my friends, and be aware that I was witnessing one of the happiest moments of my life. At the time, I was convinced that the sheer concentration of vision, talent, quality and character gathered there would, most certainly, change the world…how could it not? I also knew that we would find it harder and harder to come together as we got older…that we would scatter, that we would each go off alone (or go in pairs) and grapple with the narrowed-down parcel of life before us.

Of all the things I had to leave behind when I moved to Australia, the nearness of my friends is what I most deeply miss and feel the loss of.

In all my group of friends, I am the underachiever. No, really, I’m not kidding and I’m not being self-effacing.


Chati

Artist Chati Coronel on saatchionline.com

“Soft human, open heart, mind on fire, walks with tender feet on the earth, laughing.”
Chati describes herself.

Chati is a painter. A fantastic one. She is also a living doorway into stillness, mindfulness, cosmic harmony. She radiates joy, she treads the razor’s edge of the present moment, and being near her puts all your mind’s chattering, falseness and discontent to rest (and yet she is not some naive and prudish saint…her works are sensual; they revel in being alive, in womanhood, in wildness, in playfulness).

She also keeps a quiet, luminous blog, Ordinary Meditations, about her “quest for everyday enlightenment.”

The reason I wanted to introduce you to Chati, actually, is that she’s written a lovely end-of-the-year post about how she and Edber prepare for the New Year. She has, since publishing this post a couple of days ago, gone completely offline, as they begin a process of mind, body, and spirit cleansing, meditating, reflecting, and space clearing—of both physical objects and “old affirmations, old dreams, old goals. Melt away old pains, old issues with breaths. Go to zero.” I thought I’d share her post with you, in case you wanted your New Year’s rituals to amount to a little bit more than noise-making and a hangover on the first day of 2013.

Via Ordinary Meditations: New Year Restart Meditation.

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Doing some Very Important Paperwork

Terribly busy doing paperwork today...

My to-do list tells me that I’ve got quite a bit of paperwork and computer stuff to do today, because tomorrow is the last day that anything—banks, post offices, libraries, printers—will be open. I really should try and get things sorted here, before I head to town tomorrow morning and dispatch everything.

Of course I put all those jobs off, because I bought a pack of origami paper from work last Saturday, and wanted to make something. Heh. It’s still paperwork, no?

Beginner’s origami never did interest me (though, let’s face it, I am nothing if not a beginner!) I don’t think I have ever made a boat, frog, cup, or any of those simple designs. Even as a kid, they didn’t excite me. I’m too impatient to do all that preparatory work for results that are less than spectacular, LOL. I was the same with piano lessons. After a few months of scales, I told my teacher that I didn’t want to progress slowly through the exercise books, playing Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star (and I don’t care that Mozart composed it,) I didn’t have much time left on the planet, there were other things to do, so would she please cut the crap and just teach me  the three pieces that made me want to learn piano in the first place? Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 14 in C-sharp minor “Quasi una fantasia”, Op. 27, No. 2, Rimsky-Korsakov’s Song of India, and Debussy’s Reverie, in case you were wondering. And then we could be done with piano lessons. She did. And so we were. They’re still the only pieces I can play, although I can read notes…slowly, like a snail crawling around on a keyboard.

In the same vein, the only origami worth learning to do, I have always believed, is Super-Cute-and-Awesome Origami. The origami black cat, pictured here, fits into that category, as far as I’m concerned. The yellow one, not so much, I made him first because the drawing on the website looked promising…but it’s not expressive enough, and not as 3-dimensional as the black one, whom I’ve named Footsie.

Instructions for making Footsie came from this wonderful origami resource site.

This is the second cool origami cat I’ve ever made, and the third piece of origami I’ve done in my life (I don’t count the 500 fabric origami cranes I made for a project two years ago…that was like folding boxes at the Acme Box Factory: boooooring!). The first origami piece I tackled was a snail, with one of those puffy blow-open shells. With no previous experience, and no knowledge of the basics, it nearly did my head in. But I got it, eventually.

And that confirmed something I’ve secretly believed since childhood…with brute force, stubborn determination, and an almost heaven-annointed ignorance, you can sprint past all the foundational boring stuff, and never have to do anything but the really cool shit. :D This is why I won’t ever have kids…I would end up raising mercenaries.

Terribly busy doing paperwork today...

By the way, included in this photograph are two Christmas presents I’ve recently received. Even though we do not do Christmas, my friends celebrate it, and I give them stuff around this time of the year, because they give me stuff. The New Year means a lot to me, anyway, and so I celebrate that: “Begin. Keep on beginning.” I must say I am really loving both these presents to bits! On the left, a skull matryoshka doll illustration, in a glorious gold frame, from She-Who-Never-Ceases-To-Amaze-Me, Emily Hearn. And the quantity of fabric just right of that (also, below, sorry it’s such a small photo from the Ikea website) is a great big piece of Tidny fabric from Miss Bean…

It’s like a coloring book, but on good, heavy fabric instead of paper. She said to me, “I want to see what you’ll do with it.” Well. Okay, put like that…prepare to be amazed, Christine, because I am a show-off.

What would YOU do with it? Looks like I’ll be stitching over the holiday break…whee! Fun!

Hey, a very Happy Festivus-for-the-rest-of-us, and a Glorious New Year, you guys. :)

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