"Dont run around this world looking for a hole to hide in. There are wild beasts in every cave."
Rumi
A message from kizziewombat
I love your work! Do you like the Quay Brothers?

I do.

you-are-another-me:

The Babemba tribe of Africa believes that each human being comes into the world as good. Each one of us only desiring safety, love, peace and happiness.

But sometimes, in the pursuit of these things, people make mistakes.

When a person acts irresponsibly or unjustly, he/she is placed in the center of the village, alone, unfettered. All work ceases. All gather around the accused individual. Then each person of every age, begins to talk out loud to the accused. One at a time, each person tells all the good things the one in the center ever did in his/her lifetime.

Every incident, every experience that can be recalled with any detail and accuracy, is recounted. All positive attributes, good deeds, strengths, and kindnesses are recited carefully and at length. 

The tribal ceremony often lasts several days, not ceasing until everyone is drained of every positive comment that can be mustered. At the end, the tribal circle is broken, a joyous celebration takes place, and the person is symbolically and literally welcomed back into the tribe. Necessity for such ceremonies is rare!

This story is originally from the book, Contact, The First Four Minutes by Leonard Sunin. The Babemba or Bemba people make their home in an area of Africa that includes Zambia and the Congo.

Another source: http://tinyurl.com/nt5xydr 
Photo by Jessica Hilltout.

Beautiful. We have so much to learn.

Putting the good stuff back into my soul with king Vitalji. This was the last moment where we really believed camping was going to be possible, before the rain and the wet feet and the long walk home to the caravan to drink wine and laugh off our venture.

Did i mention Moving On, my music Video for James’s next single is now up on vimeo?

portraitsofboston:

"They call me Robert De Niro."

Moving On, video for James’s next single, now up on Vimeo.

Moving On music Video from James, now up on Vimeo.

Just finished the Video for James’s next single ‘Moving on’ Looking forward to sharing it with the world next week!…..

 

With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.
With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.

With every new production I embark on I promise myself I’m going to keep a diary as I go, I’ll blog, save photos, capture each day and chart progress. It’s a fine idea. Inevitably, as I’m immersed in the stress and obsession of it I forget everything. I forget my friends, my girlfriend, sunlight, spring, conversation, alcohol, bike rides and eating well. keeping a blog falls to the bottom of a very long list of things I am neglecting. Here are a few production stills taken along the way. They are a meagre representation of the last couple of months, which has been a formidable undertaking for me. A joy and a terror. What I do love about the unfolding of a stop motion project is going from the beginning- where all you can see is a forest of impossible, unquantifiable problems that you have to whittle away at, clinging to the little faith you can muster that it will work. Until, gradually, you find your self at this stage, nearing the end, where all that remains is a last few problems, manageable ones that you feel pretty sure you can solve. Making a molehill out of a mountain.

Sitting in the garden making balsa wood and wire baby, does it get any better?

"I could crawl to the moon and you would drift past, laughing, on your way to mars"
Donald Drifter

catbruce:

My new animation showreel!

String tests begin.
String tests begin.
String tests begin.

String tests begin.