tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-331612362012-02-01T21:09:42.651+02:00<b>THE BEAUTY OF THE NIGHT SKY OR A GLORIOUS SUNSET ARE IMPORTANT POINTERS TO THE ORIGINS AND THE ULTIMATE FULFILLMENT OF OUR HEART'S DEEPEST DESIRES. BUT IF WE MISTAKE THE SIGNPOST FOR WHAT IS SIGN-POSTED, WE WILL ATTACH OUR HOPES AND LONGINGS TO LESSER GOALS, WHICH CANNOT FINALLY QUENCH OUR THIRST FOR MEANING.</b> - <i>Allistar McGrath</i>Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10926737048802211127noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33161236.post-36918945608132603192007-08-08T02:24:00.000+02:002007-08-08T14:31:44.031+02:00

From a WC door handle, in the ladies' locker room at the Virgin gym, hung a bold, round, red sign that said: This machine is out of order. Why not ask a fitness consultant about an alternative exercise? I was too scared, so I declined.

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Bloggers always ramble off some sort of excuse after returning from a looong break. Sometimes they promise not repeat such "bad" behaviour again.I, as could be expected, intend to do no such thing. I absolutely and explicitly refuse to be guilt-ridden and tormented amidst a search for, at the very least, half-inspirational material to write about or report on. Life, sometimes, is boring; it's

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This blog is taking a short break until I manage to figure out how to get it back on track as it has drifted off and started to become something that it wasn't intended to be when it was first conceived, sort of like this sentence...

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James: Hellllooooo Its the noise maker again just giving a friendly reminder about updating your decor files. I left the final files in my folder so I dunno if you need reference or whatever. Just trying to pull you out of the path of a beeeeg crap ball that might fall on your head from downstairs (yes, gravity is reversed). That is all. You may go now. .... Meeow.Me: Thanks Mr. Cooke. Your

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Of all the wonderful comet Mc Naught pictures I've received courtesy of the email-rounds, this must be the most impressive. Almost doubt that it is real. Apparently, "the photo was taken just North of Hillary’s Marina, Australia."

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Hier was veronderstel om 'n foto van Roelof te wees. Blogger vra om verskoning vir ongerief.Roelof het my uitgeneem om You've Got Mail en Shakespeare In Love, onderskeidelik, the gaan kyk en ons het saam na die 1998 Valentynsbal, deur ons skool gereël, gegaan. Maar arme, arme Roelof is afgesê nog voor daar iets was om oor huistoe te skryf. (Ai, ek's regtig jammer, Roelof!) Nou't ek 'n baie goeie

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Soos deur Adam aanbeveel...Hulk?! I've never heard anything as funny in my life! I was hoping for Wonder Woman... Sigh. That was fun.Your results:You are HulkHulk 85%The Flash 70%Superman 65%Spider-Man 60%Supergirl 55%Wonder Woman 55%Iron Man 45%Green Lantern 45%Batman 40%Robin 40%Catwoman 20%You are a wanderer withamazing strength.Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz

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...for words escape me more often than they should. Hey, Linka? :)Disclaimer: Let me start of by saying that this post does not in anyway reflect upon the commitment, loyalty and general willingness-to-lend-a helping-hand of my dear friends who will be reading this.Last night I had the girls over. Mere seconds after the doorbell rang for the first time, my home was filed with warm laughter and

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Nota: Ek't my jonkste inskrywing uitgevee, deels omdat GM my bietjie bang gepraat het en deels om ander redes wat ek nie in kode kan wegsteek nie. Arcadia, jy't 'n punt beet gehad. Dankie vir julle kommentaar. :)

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The people I were whilst I was becoming myself, aren’t me. They’re friends and relatives, but they were never who I am now. They’ve lived and died and I knew them well. But all that remains of them now are memories, smells and photographs. I can’t deny they existed and I’m grateful to be able to forgive them for what they did wrong and that I can remember what they did right. Everyday and every

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If you're bored at work like me (or suffer from RSS), this site might keep you entertained for a while.Happy clicking... NOT!

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• Go to bank to get new access password for internet banking• Update blog• Get new gym attire• Go to gym• Get wrapping paper to wrap X'mas gift for office party• Sign new lease• Drop-off new lease• Phone Claire and arrange to get funding for and buying X'mas gifts for Guguletu orphans• Design new portfolio - digital, live and hard copy• Update CV• Design new business card• Apply for new job•

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Earlier today one of my colleagues asked a very profound question: "Does anyone know what the petrol price is?" Not a single person in the studio could answer him. Guesses ranged from R6,50 to R7,50. Some tried to Google it. One girl offered: "I know it's going down again soon." Turns out, non of the above mentioned colleague's "digs mates" knew the answer either. Nor did the people he spoke to

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The good people from What if the world..., a gallery I've mentioned before, has come up with the most delightful idea: A Neighbour Goods Market, held every Saturday at the Old Biscuit Mill in Woodstock, Cape Town. Fast becoming a trendy hangout in a previously dodgy area, the revamped mill is host to some very artsy (and touristy at times) shops. The market is held in a big ol' shed. PERFECT for

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The girls and I spent this past weekend in De Kelders, a dorpie just outside Hermanus. It's about 250 km from Cape Town... and it's heaven!That's a whale in the middle of the photograph. :)

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Kids from an orphanage in GuguletuHiking at Slivermine, NoordhoekMy gorgeous friend, Mari-Lise, at Summerville, Camps BayMore street art

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Why do we take for granted the time we have, but when it has run out, we crave it so deeply that we cannot think of anything else and it gives us physical pain?Today I will tell you of my experience with the greatest muse I know: Emotion. Real, physical emotion. The kind that makes you dream strange dreams and leaves you in the middle of the night to deal with anxiety by yourself in the morning.

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This is a logo I designed for a shop that sells children's stationery and educational toys. We (at the studio) can't decide which one to go with. They're all pretty much the same, except for the shadows. We also need some help with the colour palette. Please crit!

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My interest and street art has increased considerably lately. I've been noticing the coolest graffiti, murals, stencil art, sticker art and poster art all over Cape Town for quite some time now.Probably the most conceptual in their thinking, are the guys from The CirusnNinja Collective. HERE and HERE. (You might remember seeing their yellow and black stickers plastered on stop signs, lamp posts,

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Japarongas was what a Brazilian co-au pair used to call his multinational host family.

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1. I woke up tired this morning. (I've actually been waking up tired every morning for quite a while now. You don't have to feel sorry for me, though, it's because I go to bed too late.)*2. I'm a compulsive blusher. I blush at the mere thought of something hinting at being threatening or embarrassing.3. I bought José Gonzáléz's CD, because I loved the first Sony Bravia ad so much. I've even got

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Last Thursday afternoon I escaped from ringing telephones, insignificant client comments on the positioning of heart illustrations on a Valentine's Day 2007 self-adhesive label and other corporate whoring, to the Company Gardens. At the Adderley Street-end of the tree-lined avenue, is St. George's Cathedral. It is a stirring stone building with intricate stained glass windows. Inside an old man,

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I'm rising (or setting) up to the challenge set by gm, emmie and niel.

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This past weekend was one of those. You know, the kind when you just don't have the energy to get up to anything. Aside from having a few friends over for dinner, going out for dinner and breakfast respectively and a Sunday evening church meeting, I did nothing. No hiking, no dancing, no working, no photography, no gym visits, no theatre or movies, nothing. Instead I watched TV (and ate). And boy

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Please note: My pictures of the Willem Boshoff installation is now up on my Flickr page. Bigger and better! (P.S. Love to read your comments, so don't be shy...)

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I had Friday off (because I had worked on Women’s Day… shameful!), so I dashed off, in great excitement, to see the Willem Boshoff installation at Kirstenbosch. After some walking around, I stumbled across neat rows of lower-to-the-ground-than-expected white canvas flowers. Each craft-fully tied down with a red cup and stuck in the ground with white PVC pipe stems. “I have chosen red for the cups

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If all the world were paper,And all the sea were ink,If all the treesWere bread and cheese,What should we have to drink?

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Willem Boshoff is an award-winning South African conceptual artist. His current installation at the Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens, Cape Town, is not something I'm about to miss out on. (I'll be going there this weekend and will be sure to post pictures by Tuesday.) Garden of Words III is a memorial garden for threatened plants in anticipation of their extinction. Read more here and here.

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One. Meet Daley Muller of Meu. Aren't those just the most delightful illustrations? And local! Couldn't keep my sticky paws off the Meu range at Exclusive Books at the V&A Waterfront. (Not available at Canal Walk's branch, though.)Two. Robot Johnny is the editor of DRAWN!. His last few posts have been on the film festival currently on in Toronto where he lives. He's given up writing Haiku's, but,

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Last Friday evening I rushed off to meet friends at the 3Continental Film Festival currently on at the Ster Kinekor Nouveau cinemas at the V&A Waterfront in Cape Town. 37 films about globalisation, human rights and social justice from Africa, Asia and South America. We saw Favela Rising, a documentary directed by Matt Mochary and Jeff Zimbalist. It deals with the issues surrounding the slums of

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Here's my list of Bookmarked Blogs. They're mostly on illustration, so if you're not the gallery hopping type...Please add links you'd like to share to my list. Njoy! :)MY ILLUSTRATIONSThis is my own flickr account. :) I've started adding some sketchbook thumbnails and will be adding a couple of photographs soon that you might enjoy. Please let me know what you think!KAREN LITTLEMs Little is a

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In an effort to give Underway better structure, I've decided to dedicate a theme to each month of the year. My first theme (for the remainder of September) will be Lists.I'm a list person. I make lists of everything. I have to-do lists, grocery lists, I list my goals (short-term, middle-term, long-term)... When things are written down, in a orderly fashion, it gives me sense of control. It's

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As of tomorrow, my blog name will not longer be Where to Begin, but Underway. I think Allistar McGrath sums it up nicely for me:Many have found the awesome sight of the star-studded heavens evoke a sense of wonder, an awareness of transcendence, that is charged with spiritual significance. Yet the distant shimmering of stars does not itself create this sense of longing; it merely exposes what is

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Here are to unrelated, but noteworthy events.Firstly, for those in the area: My artist friend, Ian, told me that Tamsin Really will be the guest speaker for SWAG (an art group) at the Somerset West public library tomorrow (Saturday, the 9th) at 14.00 pm. She is a visual artist, illustrator and photographer.And secondly, young Suri's passionate parents have finally decided to let the rest of us

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Just a quick post while I steal a moment at work...This is a quick illustration I did last night. I think she looks a bit like me, so she'll be my new profile snapshot.Next week I'll post some thumbnails from my sketchbook.Thank you to everyone who's been visiting, commenting and emailing about my infant blog.

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...when we came over the rise where the sea and land opened up to us, I stood in stunned silence and then slowly walked toward the waves. Words cannot capture the view that confronted me. I saw space and light and texture and color and power ... that seemed hardly of this earth. Gradually there crept into my mind the realization that God sees this all the time. He sees it, experiences it, knows

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I'm dedicating my second post to the endorsement of my BLOG name.At 24, I'm close to embracing my quarter life crisis and in anticipation of this event, I have resorted to feeling overwhelmed at times with thoughts like: "Where am I on my way to?!"Heading somewhere, implies a STARTING somewhere. Hence the concept: Help M find her way. (Think of a maze in a children's activity book - the aim to

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Where to begin? I'm going home to think about it and will introduce myself soon.Thanks for visiting!

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