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indieshuffle: Banks – Warm Water (Zebra Safari Remix)...

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 13:15:10 -0400

Banks – Warm Water (Zebra Safari Remix) http://www.indieshuffle.com/banks-warm-water-zebra-safari-remix/

fastcompany: Now that Google has reportedly agreed to...

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 13:12:54 -0400

Now that Google has reportedly agreed to buy Israeli crowd-powered navigation app Waze for $1.3 billion, many other “Silicon Wadi” startups are daring to dream big. Here are some others that could potentially follow in Waze’s footsteps:

Powermat: Battery drainage is one of the biggest problems faced by consumers as they increase their reliance on smartphones. Enter Powermat, whose wireless power solutions help millions charge their devices between home, car, and office.

Wibbitz: Wibbitz’s text-to-video platform uses advanced language processing to allow anything published online to be instantly turned into a video clip. Its publisher solution—which boasts a clientele of 50,000 websites and 17 million monthly viewers—will soon be available for iPhone.

Parko: Recent studies show that city drivers spend at least 20 minutes on average searching for a parking spot. Parko has developed a crowdsourcing solution for parking in a similar vein to Waze’s solution for traffic: It connects motorists looking for a spot with others about to leave one, while its algorithm identifies parking spots without users needing to remove their phones from their pockets.

6 Israeli startups to watch as Google reportedly buys Waze for $1.3 billion

"True love is that which ennobles the personality, fortifies the heart, and sanctifies the existence...."

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 13:11:58 -0400

““True love is that which ennobles the personality, fortifies the heart, and sanctifies the existence. And the being we love must not be mysterious and sphinx-like, but clear and limpid as a diamond; so that admiration and attachment may grow with knowledge.” - Henri-Frédéric Amiel”

Wayne McGregor rehearses “Raven Girl” (written by...

Fri, 31 May 2013 11:46:47 -0400

Wayne McGregor rehearses “Raven Girl” (written by Audrey Niffenegger) with dancers from The Royal Ballet in a “modern fairytale”, including the notion of flying within a realm of movement.

Happy Birthday Walt. vintageanchorbooks: “We were together. I...

Fri, 31 May 2013 11:40:50 -0400

Happy Birthday Walt.

vintageanchorbooks:

“We were together. I forget the rest.”

Today is the birthday of poet Walt Whitman (1819 –1892), born in West Hills, Long Island, and raised in Brooklyn.

I want to go here. rainydaysandblankets: my best friend’s...

Fri, 31 May 2013 11:39:01 -0400

I want to go here.

rainydaysandblankets:

my best friend’s brother built this and is getting married here in a few months… :]

"The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self...."

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:23:03 -0400

“The single relationship that is truly central and crucial in a life is the relationship to the self. Of all the people you will know in a lifetime, you are the only one you will never lose.”

- Jo Courdert (via littlemiss) (via smnthsbd)

New door (finally)! I got a little lazy there for a bit…

Mon, 20 May 2013 22:18:45 -0400

New door (finally)! I got a little lazy there for a bit…

Nice lil’ Thursday rainy day song.

Thu, 09 May 2013 11:26:16 -0400

Nice lil’ Thursday rainy day song.

Roasted veggies - fennel, Yukon gold potatoes, onion, Bella...

Thu, 09 May 2013 11:13:31 -0400

Roasted veggies - fennel, Yukon gold potatoes, onion, Bella mushrooms, brussel sprouts.

"Always remember you are braver than you believe. You are stronger than you seem to be. Smarter than..."

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 10:31:33 -0400

““Always remember you are braver than you believe.
You are stronger than you seem to be.
Smarter than you think you are and
Twice as beautiful as you’ve ever imagined.”
- Unknown”

explore-blog: The inimitable Grant Snider strikes again, with...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 10:27:27 -0400

explore-blog:

The inimitable Grant Snider strikes again, with the day jobs of famous poets – including Jack Kerouac (railroad worker), Charles Bukowski (mailman), Emily Dickinson (cat-keeper), and T. S. Eliot (bank clerk.)

"Useful wisdom isn’t developed overnight but through experiencing life’s ups and downs..."

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 16:17:06 -0400

““Useful wisdom isn’t developed overnight but through experiencing life’s ups and downs and still continue to move forward without hesitation.” - Byron Pulsifer”

theatlantic: One Man’s Obsessive Mission to Draw Every Building...

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 16:16:32 -0400

theatlantic:

One Man’s Obsessive Mission to Draw Every Building in New York

Hancock began his epic effort in April of 2010 along with a personal blog where he posted many of the finished works. More than 500 of the buildings in New York that he’s drawn so far were just published in the very appropriately titled book: All the Buildings in New York: That I’ve Drawn So Far (Universe).

Read more. [Image: James Gulliver Hancock]

Nashville's New Sounds: A Playlist

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:49:24 -0400

Nashville's New Sounds: A Playlist

A letter from Anaïs Nin to Henry Miller

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:43:45 -0400

Anais Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller:

“You are right, in one sense, when you speak of honesty. An effort, anyway, with the usual human or feminine retractions. To retreat is not feminine, male, or trickery. It is a terror before utter destruction. What we analyze inexorably, will it die? Will June die? Will our love die, suddenly, instantaneously if you should make a caricature of it? Henry, there is danger in too much knowledge. You have a passion for absolute knowledge. That is why people will hate you.

And sometimes I believe your relentless analysis of June leaves something out, which is your feeling for her beyond knowledge, or in spite of knowledge. I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon.

What will you do after you have revealed all there is to know about June? Truth. What ferocity in your quest of it. You destroy and you suffer. In some strange way I am not with you, I am against you. We are destined to hold two truths. I love you and I fight you. And you, the same. We will be stronger for it, each of us, stronger with our love and our hate. When you caricature and nail down and tear apart, I hate you. I want to answer you, not with weak or stupid poetry but with a wonder as strong as your reality. I want to fight your surgical knife with all the occult and magical forces of the world.

I want to both combat you and submit to you, because as a woman I adore your courage, I adore the pain in engenders, I adore the struggle you carry in yourself, which I alone fully realize, I adore your terrifying sincerity. I adore your strength. You are right. The world is to be caricatured, but I know, too, how much you can love what you caricature. How much passion there is in you! It is that I feel in you. I do not feel the savant, the revealer, the observer. When I am with you, it is the blood I sense.

This time you are not going to awake from the ecstasies of our encounters to reveal only the ridiculous moments. No. You won’t do it this time, because while we live together, while you examine my indelible rouge effacing the design of my mouth, spreading like a blood after an operation (you kissed my mouth and it was gone, the design of it was lost as in a watercolor, the colors ran); while you do that, I seize upon the wonder that is brushing by (the wonder, oh, the wonder of my lying under you), and I bring it to you, I breathe it around you. Take it. I feel prodigal with my feelings when you love me, feelings so unblunted, so new, Henry, not lost in resemblance to other moments, so much ours, yours, mine, you and I together, not any man or any woman together.

What is more touchingly real than your room. The iron bed, the hard pillow, the single glass. And all sparkling like a Fourth of July illumination because of my joy, the soft billowing joy of the womb you inflamed. The room is full of the incandescence you poured into me. The room will explode when I sit at the side of your bed and you talk to me. I don’t hear your words: your voice reverberated against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have no power over your voice. It comes straight from you to me. I could stuff my ears ad it would find its way into my blood and make it rise.

I am impervious to the flat visual attack of things. I see your khaki shirt hung up on a peg. It is your shirt and I could see you in it — you, wearing a color I detest. But I see you, not the khaki shirt. Something stirs in me as I look at it, and it is certainly the human you. It is a vision of the human you revealing an amazing delicacy to me. It is your khaki shirt and you are the man who is the axis of my world now. I revolve around the richness of your being.

“Come closer to me, come closer. I promise you it will be beautiful.”

You keep your promise.

Listen, I do not believe that I alone feel that we are living something new because it is new to me. I do not see in your writing any of the feelings you have shown me or any of the phrases you have used. When I read your writing, I wondered, What episode are we going to repeat?

You carry your vision, and I mine, and they have mingled. If at moments I see the world as you see it (because they are Henry’s whores I love them), you will sometimes see it as I do.”

kevinruss: Whipple mt from mt wrightson on Flickr.

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:41:48 -0400

kevinruss:

Whipple mt from mt wrightson on Flickr.

Meet me in Grasse.

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:39:38 -0400

Meet me in Grasse.

Forgotten Museums in Paris

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:37:16 -0400

Forgotten Museums in Paris

Modern Farmer’s new website is up & running! Check it...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 00:35:00 -0400

Modern Farmer’s new website is up & running! Check it out here.