Arts are Forever!
On joining-in at Christmas ~ a goodwill thing.
"Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used. Tag 5 people on your list."
I was (cruelly) tagged by Sarah, it appears. To avoid being a grinch, however, I'll awake my dormant LJ one more time. I've even got images! As George Herbert once said "without beautifully crafted imagery, even the world's most important truths would die in the ear!" [lecturer hops for emphasis] - take that science/maths peeps; arts are forever!
So, simple pleasures:
1. When tidying away discarded wrapping paper and there’s that brief moment when you pick up one that’s heavier than you expected and you rip it to shreds looking for the part of the present you’d not retrieved (there’s never anything there though).
2. When things actually turn out in the same way that they do in films. I must admit that this has never actually happened to me, but that is almost certainly my fault. I should stop watching The Three Amigos and get back to films like Diurnal Reality 3.
3. The brief hiatus betwixt one deadline and preparation for the next. There was a time when essays themselves were fun, because everyone you knew had them at the same time. George and I used to have regular “what’s your ‘ctrl-v’ now?” conversations. No such larks today.
4. Getting letters that aren’t bills or bank statements. I’ve gotten two this month, one with a birthday card & CD, and another with birthday cheque & photographs (it’s not my birthday or anything - this is just the time of year when people realise that they’d totally forgotten about it).
5. Flapjacks & Icecream! A symbiosis of mine own and Sarah’s creativity. So good I’ve taken both a picture and written about it on my LiveJournal. The icecream is wet & cold, but the flapjacks are warm & (comparatively) dry, and it’s all ridiculously sticky :)
w00t done - & in retaliation I’m going to tag Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, Sarah and Sarah. Even I can work out that that makes 25 more and totally different things, please. Haha! See, stare and marvel at how maths readily comes back to bite you on the bum.
[Additional: Due to a brief course in food photography, you might not be able to appreciate that (in the picture above) the bowl is actually impossibly tiny and that the spoon is but a teaspoon. I cannot fit my fist into the empty bowl and those flapjacks were barely bitesized. I mention this because, as George himself commented "that's actually made it look a lot more appetising". He also agreed that ;D looked vaguely "Jack Nicholson psychotic".]
"Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same. Try to be original and creative and not to use things that someone else has already used. Tag 5 people on your list."
I was (cruelly) tagged by Sarah, it appears. To avoid being a grinch, however, I'll awake my dormant LJ one more time. I've even got images! As George Herbert once said "without beautifully crafted imagery, even the world's most important truths would die in the ear!" [lecturer hops for emphasis] - take that science/maths peeps; arts are forever!
So, simple pleasures:
1. When tidying away discarded wrapping paper and there’s that brief moment when you pick up one that’s heavier than you expected and you rip it to shreds looking for the part of the present you’d not retrieved (there’s never anything there though).
2. When things actually turn out in the same way that they do in films. I must admit that this has never actually happened to me, but that is almost certainly my fault. I should stop watching The Three Amigos and get back to films like Diurnal Reality 3.
3. The brief hiatus betwixt one deadline and preparation for the next. There was a time when essays themselves were fun, because everyone you knew had them at the same time. George and I used to have regular “what’s your ‘ctrl-v’ now?” conversations. No such larks today.
4. Getting letters that aren’t bills or bank statements. I’ve gotten two this month, one with a birthday card & CD, and another with birthday cheque & photographs (it’s not my birthday or anything - this is just the time of year when people realise that they’d totally forgotten about it).
5. Flapjacks & Icecream! A symbiosis of mine own and Sarah’s creativity. So good I’ve taken both a picture and written about it on my LiveJournal. The icecream is wet & cold, but the flapjacks are warm & (comparatively) dry, and it’s all ridiculously sticky :)
w00t done - & in retaliation I’m going to tag Sarah, Sarah, Sarah, Sarah and Sarah. Even I can work out that that makes 25 more and totally different things, please. Haha! See, stare and marvel at how maths readily comes back to bite you on the bum.
[Additional: Due to a brief course in food photography, you might not be able to appreciate that (in the picture above) the bowl is actually impossibly tiny and that the spoon is but a teaspoon. I cannot fit my fist into the empty bowl and those flapjacks were barely bitesized. I mention this because, as George himself commented "that's actually made it look a lot more appetising". He also agreed that ;D looked vaguely "Jack Nicholson psychotic".]