• “Good, raw, kind, hilarious people make my soul creative” I’ve decided to start a new occasional series. From time to time I come across humans who just astound me with their whimsy. They do something a bit off-beat. A bit you’re-not-meant-to-do-that. I’ve noticed there’s usually One Thing that prompted them, or motivates them, or keeps them happy and therefore whimsical. I’m always busting to more
• how little acts of non-conformity make life better (Sunday life) This week I do things at the wrong time Photo by Lee Price I take disproportionate delight from eating non-breakfast food at breakfast. This morning I ate mashed pumpkin with garlic. Sometimes I eat grilled sardines on lentils. Once I ate lamb chops. In the comfortable, middle-class world I inhabit, such deviations feel like perverse more
• how to get “wabi sabi” with it Wabi sabi is the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection. That statement in itself makes me happy. Observing it is a meditation and a tool for keeping life cool. And whimsicaly creative. I’m playing with it at the moment as I write. It’s proving a nifty little tool! Wabi stems from the word wa, more
• find your spot I see Ben around a bit. He lives down the road. He’s  a great-grandfather and he’s lived in Bondi most of his life. Ben makes me smile because he has a thing he does. Mid-mornings. after he’s taken his great-granddaughter to school, he comes out to the road and sits in his little car and more
• have a sweet easter 2 April xxx Happy Easter to all of you. I’m not doing much. My mission is to stay nice and still. My family back in Canberra is not doing much on account of, well, being a bit funeraled out. Friends are off up the coast with inlaws… There’s a certain satisfaction to be derived from not doing what more
• have a sweet weekend: 26 March xox A very quick one because I’m about to jump in the car and drive South for my Uncle Pete’s funeral at Broulee. His ashes are being scattered out to sea, which is where he lived most of his life (he was a prawn trawlerer and surfboard shaper and dude who got shipwrecked and attacked by more
• check out: unhappy hipsters I like the gentle melancholy of this new blog unhappyhipster.com. It does little more than run arty shots of hipters* with smart captions. I guess it’s taking the piss. But it doesn’t really poke fun at the people. No, I think it’s more about reflecting on our fascination with this quiet, ephemeral aesthetic. And loneliness.
• sunday life: in which I try out “whimsy” for size This week I sleep at the wrong end of my bed. Lately I’ve been exploring whimsy (see my previous post). A little bit because I just like the word. It has a lovely onomatopoeic trill to it. It’s also a theme that’s been popping up a lot this past week, which is what themes do more
• more (pretty) whimsy: The Middle East Four things I like: * songs in a minor key * songs about life’s inevitabilites * new Australian bands (that aren’t force-fed to me by Triple J) * beautiful, whimsical film clip. [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EjB2hbMYIXo[/youtube] The colours are so pretty. They remind me of my grandmother’s tea cups. The Middle East is a collective of whimsical kids more
• i love: whimsy Right now, I’m noticing little moments of whimsy. Pockets of of creativity that explore ideas capriciously. Whimsical people are a little bit quirky, a little bit nerdy, often loners.  They were the kid who’d delicately pull apart a daisy. Or watch a worm for a full 45 minutes in a puddle. Now they create music more