roses.

My documentary is done, it snowed for the first time today (only a touch, then the sun came out) and I'm off to perform tonight.

Overall, things are pretty rosy.

Thank you to all my friends and family for your unending support, love, and time to listen to me brainstorm and make frantic phone calls.

I would not be where I am without you, and love you to pieces!

cam.

‎"There are dreamers and there are realists in this world.

You’d think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not, the opposite is true.

You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun.

And the realists… well, without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.” - Cam (Modern Family)

concept.

Basically how I hope to spend my winter break with my girlfriends.

Happy Sunday! One week left of school - we can do it!

PS stay posted to my Twitter account and McClung's Magazine's webpage - I'm organizing a concept for our photo essay that's lots of fun and features some awesome women. Sneak peeks to come!

PPS love the music in this video!

cycle.

I stumbled upon the cutest little blog this afternoon - Downtown From Behind, which features exquisitely simple photographs of people on bicycles.

The quirk in these photos is that they are all shot from behind the model, and the subjects racing by quickly on bikes are actually fashion designers, public relations managers, models, businessmen, accountants, etc.

As a former cyclist still mourning the loss of my bike (it was stolen while locked up outside my apartment), these photos make me very nostalgic, but are still relatable.

You'll never look at a cyclist the same way again.

These were some of my favourites:

flowerbomb.

Happy American Thanksgiving! Wish I could be in California with all my friends and family celebrating one of my favourite holidays - the best thing about being an Americanadian though is twice the holidays!

No matter where you're from - Canada, the US, Australia, France...it's always important to remember and reflect on how thankful we should be for what we have.

I'm a very blessed and lucky girl to be surrounded by so many positive and creative people, and so much more.

Happy Thanksgiving!

titanic.

My first music album I ever got was, no joke, the Titanic soundtrack. I used to play it on repeat in my lime green boom box, and dance overly-dramatic solos to "My Heart Will Go On" for my friends in impromptu shows. We were all dancers, thank goodness.

The Titanic obsession didn't end there. In early elementary school, one of my first book reports was done on fictional novel about a girl on the Titanic.

A few years ago, I was in Victoria, British Columbia, and visited the Titanic exhibit at one of the museums as it was passing through. That's when the realness of the entire ship really hit me - especially getting to smell the vials of perfume recovered from the bottom of the ocean, and almost touch the glassware first-class passengers used.

Needless to say, when I found out that the movie is going to be released in 3D in April, I was beyond excited. What a cool way to re-introduce such an important movie in popular culture to a generation that was too young to see it in theatres. I think the visual impact of it is going to be so much more real, based on the size of the shots and effects.


Check out the new trailer here:


I know it's five months away, but I'm already excited. I've pulled out that old album (buried deep in my iTunes library) and it has all become new music again.

comfortable.

Here's a question that may be too big to answer in the span of a blog post.

"Have you ever considered what your real job is?"

Not what you do that makes money. What your job is as an occupant of the planet.

I'll pause for you to sign, groan or whatever other action comes to you...I know you're doing it (I did too in my proofreading). This question even looks heavy in writing, but really made me think.

I just finished a book the other day all about the movement of energy, and why it is that we come into contact with certain people at certain points of our lives. The following day, I read an interview in a magazine where the subject said that she knew she was put on Earth not to be a normal person. In her case, she knew her job was bigger than just existing and going along the trail of life.

This really struck me. We're constantly looking for where we belong, and have been almost all our lives, whether it be inhigh school or the real world...they even feel the same at times.

But how do we know when we found a comfortable place? We shift around physically and mentally all the time, and who is to say that what's right today isn't the same tomorrow?

success.

"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;

to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends.

To appreciate beauty;

to find the best in others;

to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch,

or a redeemed social condition;

to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.

This is to have succeeded."

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

shifting.

Over the past 24 to 48 hours, something has changed. I can't see it, I can't touch it, but I can feel it.

I will try my best to describe this, but I can only identify it as an "energy shift".

There have been various points in my life where this feeling has come up. Sometimes it's in preparation or during something I can now look back upon as a turn or defining moment. Other times, it comes during a mundane, everyday task. To be honest, I haven't felt this shift in quite awhile...I think the last time was when I started university in 2008.

Waking up this morning in the same apartment I've lived in for over two years, felt like I was waking up somewhere new. The light through the windows, feeling the wooden floors under my toes, the energy - it's different.

In anticipation of choreographing a few solos and pieces when I'm back in Kelowna, every song has now become a frame for my art. I have an intense desire to create movement and link phrases together.

While walking down the street home last night, I passed by the normal characters I see everyday. A man sitting outside of Starbucks, the woman with her dogs, nurses running in and out of the hospital near my apartment. This time though, their pedestrian movements seemed exaggerated and more prominent, in their blissful unawareness, I started to choreograph right there on the street.

Artists are always talking about inspiration. I've been searching for mine for a few weeks now, and with this shift in mental and physical energy, maybe that's why I'm seeing the world from a slightly different angle.

Just a thought.

giraffe.