a little bit dangerous

“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.” – T E Lawrence

where we're going now

"Traveler, there is no path. Paths are made by walking." - Antonio Machado

most influential book #3- Unbowed: A Memoir by Wangari Maathai

I haven't even read this book yet, but I know I am going to love it. Wangari Maathai is such an inspiration to me.  I am almost afraid to read this book because I think it will likely be one of those that rattles me to the core and might actually help change the course of my life. I'm going to order it today and see what happens when I open the pages. Here is the preview.

feminist dads

"We need to teach our daughters that their time and money are limited resources- and that their lives are richer when they invest those resources in their courage, brains and heart. Investing an overabundance of time and money in the latest fashion fad only plays into the hands of marketers willing to sacrifice a girl's confidence in order to make a buck."

- Dads & Daughters by Joe Kelly

bedtime reading

A blog about change

http://www.thechangeblog.com/

Lots of interesting articles about well, life and living.

sunday inspiration

I like these TED talks you know? I especially get into them when I am down and out like today. This one is given by Aimee Mullins and is about the Opportunity of Adversity. My good friend sent it to me this morning to help lift the clouds.

I want to say more...

Tracey Emin.
You may know of her, and if you do, you probably have some strong feelings regarding her art. What I am trying to say is that you may love her or hate her (and her work), but it is unlikely that she ever stirs up indifference. I personally have oscillated between feeling like she is pure genius vs. a total hack that has duped us all. Actually, I only very briefly disliked her when I discovered that her father was a Turkish diplomat and that she got to go to posh art schools in London. Those facts tarnished my romantic ideals of authenticity at the time, but I am over it now, and have settled on believing that she is raw and full of gutsy talent.

I first came across her in the tail end of the 1990s, when news of her sensational piece "My Bed" had shaken up the art world. Forgive me because I am not so good at remembering the details (and not in the mood to fact check), but it sold for some ridiculous amount. It was a bed she had slept, cried, bled, eaten and had sex in. The sheets were stained with despair. This bed was put on display and someone bought it for alot of money. I had such a bed at the time, if only I had thought to sell it...

Much of her work deals with rape and abortion and matters of love, sex and the heart. It is uncensored and candid in a way that is rarely matched. I was lucky enough to look at some of her work in person when I was lost and broke and living in London. Amazing how a few words scribbled on a page (or a wall) can electrify.