Thursday, December 31, 2009

2010: The Year of the Bonsai

Let me start by saying I absolutely love Bonsai trees. Nothing to do with their size, or their alleged cuteness or the fact they're really quite incredible specimens to lose a few hours of your life just pleasantly staring at.

No, the real reason they fascinate me is to do with the people that tend to them and the mindset that sits below the surface of that. During the time I was living in Tokyo there was an old man who used to tend his Bonsai garden just around the corner from where I was living. I discovered him in the act whilst on a random ramble one day and subsequently was enamoured enough to try to spend at least a few moments each day trying to (covertly) spring him again. The intense focus, the care, the diligence, and most importantly the comfort with the langurous pace was intoxicating. It still is. But more on that a little later.

Bonsai!

Moving onto the topic of everyone's musing in the post-ham (or prawn) interlude between Christmas and New Year, 2009 has been rather epic, even by my lofty standards of craziness. Without going into a full recap (or even a highlights package) of the insanity, suffice to say it has been packed full of some of the biggest bumps, challenges and dodecahedranal corners that I have ever had to negotiate in my somewhat short existence. Conversely however, it is largely due to these sharp edges that I have had the distinct pleasure of the blossoming of new relationships, the solidifying of old relationships, and the rediscovering of relationships that I had considered long since (absolutely and completely) dead. Those people know who they are and I sincerely hope they know that I cherish what they've given (and continue to give) me everyday.

Chatting to a few friends during this week and indeed the latter half of this year, the recurring theme seems to have been unexpected growth. Whilst nobody seems to have had a year of rainbows and leprechauns, never have I been more struck by genuine change in people, especially those I least expected it from. Watching it has been one of the most stimulating and exciting things i've ever had the pleasure to experience.

Next year, for me, i'm hoping for a fraction more measurable achievement and, more importantly, to build on the experiences and the lessons of this year(undoubtedly with yet more, crazy ones). If you happen to still be reading, i'm going dry from Jan 2 (given post midnight still counts as Jan 1) until I head off these shores in search of wild adventure in the jungles of Peru and Ecuador (March 23). I'm seeking not to make it a resolution, just something that's happening, a clean start and (as an added bonus) undoubtedly a financial windfall. And this brings us back to the bonsai, :).

Hands down one of my worst traits is not appreciating the value of time and ceasing the bounce for long enough to savour an experience. I know this is what fascinates me about bonsai and its something I want to understand better in 2010. So there, if you want a resolution, thats the one i'm hanging my hat on.

Anyhow, for a 'brief retrospective' this post has gotten rapidly out of control, :P. The inevitable hermitude that will result from the success of the goals will undoubtedly mean that this will the first of many that will ring in the new year. So I leave you with one of my favourite songs, which I hope will be a theme for next year. And in honour of it, and everything just mentioned, dear readers, I would love to know your favourite book line (bonus points if you read it to me), :).

Monday, October 12, 2009

Pioneers

"We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time" - T.S.Eliot

Its time to come down to the Factory and explore getting Born in the Doorway with some punks, some friends, some artists, some lights and some love. Part gig, part art exhibition, part performance, part light-show, and totally all yours to play with, :).

It is apparently also time for me to be stirred from my blogging reverie. I could think of no finer cause. Check it out this Saturday from 8pm...

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Night Terrors

Sleep deprived but never sleepless. Wakeful but never an insomniac.

Its a weird plane to exist on sometimes.

I've learnt to love night hours and the journey of the dark. The way the stars can dance or shelter in infinite and complex arrangements, changed irrevocably by simply the most mundane shift in the breeze. Or the way the light and the tone of the clouds alters so subtlely in every hour after one.

I know people often fear that they will never wake up from slumber but, in truth, I fear sometimes that i'll never go to sleep.

Or maybe that i'll like it better that way.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Bliss is...

Freezing weather, cobblestone streets, industrial madness, a thriving alternative vibe and disused bomb shelters that double as concert venues.

Beer, burlesque and brötche ain't bad either.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

T-Minus

18 minutes till this obsessive rort masquerading as internet connection runs out. So, enough time for a story or two or at least the first part of the ongoing multi-part-saga-esque Korean cyborg docu-drama.

Spent three lovely but unexpected days in SG with some old friends. Astro turf, monkeys and tigers proved the highlights, along with Mr Mok, Mr Lau and neverending vats of hawker awesomeness. :)

That being said...

If I never again enter Changi aiport,I will die happy. Knowing all the Qantas ground staff by first name is a bizarrely disconcerting experience. So farewell Sherwin, Jean, Clint, Amy and Jo, well, you can go f*ck yourself. :P Remember, stand-by can be fun kids.

Did manage to pick up a couple of new transit buddies in the waiting pen, although if you'd said to me five days ago I would be sharing a hotel room with two boys whilst laid over in Singapore en-route to Europe, I probably would have told you to get your head read, :). Very fun, random times.

Speed of this blogging caper is unfortunately relative to time remaining, which has now exhausted, so stay tuned in kidlets for episode two - the arrival.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Happiness is...

Magazines at Changi Airport informing me about 'Escapism' and instructing me to 'live your fantasy'.

That and free wireless internet.

More words and possibly pictures coming as soon as superbitchcheckinchickladyfromhell either boards me or bumps me from this next leg. :)

Friday, April 17, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Furi-Kuri

Finally, this week, i'm beginning to feel the shackles of too much creative dormancy being ripped from their foundations. I sense there will be little sleep in the next little while and my brain is burning in anticipation. :)

Monday, Zaireeka, the first of Algae Rhythm's babies was unveiled amongst modest fanfare and much booze. Great, inspiring people, funky bathroom decor and some fabulous fudge all made for a great night. And the Zine, lets not forget the Zine! Big shout out to Bear and Alex for a fabulous little nugget that i'll cherish for a long while.

Today, I can again feel the creative sands shifting, some late night im'ing with Barry has turned into the foundations of an Algae Rhythm event and my head is awash with thoughts, sketches and very rusty Japanese characters. Colour me excited. *whip whip*

Some late night Ghibli browsing caused me to trip upon this in description of the aims of the museum:

"It is suffused with ideas and new challenges so that the exhibits do not get dusty or old, and that investments are made to realize that goal"

If only everything in life was modelled on such a simple premise.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I can resist everything but temptation

... and, it appears, the discipline to rant online in any kind of semi regular state.

Resolution to try harder starts now.

Meanwhile, the thought of these guys at the Opera House makes my world that little bit more smiley right now.