annabelle, visual diary......
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
(...i have a bad temper, i know)
bedtime story for the day。
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
He said,
"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave ascar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry the wound is still there.
A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one"
bedtime story for the day。
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day, the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
He said,
"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave ascar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry the wound is still there.
A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one"
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
matali crasset, when jim came to paris
Q: Which of your early projects were most important in establishing you as a designer?A: I think that the first project which defined my approach to design and was very visible was the bed-lamp-clock installation : When Jim Came to Paris.
The project began in 1985, but it was exhibited at the Satellite exhibition during the Milan Furniture Fair in April 1998. I stayed in Milan for the week of the exhibition so that I could explain the concept behind it in the most favourable way. It was a strange experience. Some people smiled at me. Others shook my hand and said ‘thank you’. The welcoming spirit that I wanted the project to convey was shown in so many small signs and generous gestures.
The project began in 1985, but it was exhibited at the Satellite exhibition during the Milan Furniture Fair in April 1998. I stayed in Milan for the week of the exhibition so that I could explain the concept behind it in the most favourable way. It was a strange experience. Some people smiled at me. Others shook my hand and said ‘thank you’. The welcoming spirit that I wanted the project to convey was shown in so many small signs and generous gestures.
On the other hand, another important early project was a low-tech one, little more than a gesture really, Digestion (a collection of poufs made from the cheap checked plastic bags usually used for laundry which Edra eventually put into production).
(...speaking of herself, she says that she is a designer – do-it-yourselfer. She works on developing the ideas of modularity, flexibility, hospitality and goodness.
Designing this bed, she solved her own problem:
she needed to accommodate her cousin Jim in her small flat in Paris.
She rejected all folding mechanisms to be the basis of this bed, and created a felt column, which can be turned into a bed by pulling down a zip.
A small reading lamp and an alarm clock are also part of this unusual bed. )
Sunday, April 6, 2008
if you could see me now
(Kim Noblitt)
Our prayers have all been answered. I finally arrived.
The healing that had been delayed has now been realized.
No one's in a hurry. There's no schedule to keep.
We're all enjoying Jesus, just sitting at His feet.
Chorus:
If you could see me now, I'm walking streets of gold.
If you could see me now, I'm standing strong and whole.
If you could see me now, you'd know I've seen His face.
If you could see me now, you'd know the pain is erased.
You wouldn't want me to ever leave this place,
If you could only see me now.
My light and temporary trials have worked out for my good,
To know it brought Him glory when I misunderstood.
Though we've had our sorrows, they can never compare.
What Jesus has in store for us, no language can share.
(Chorus twice)
You wouldn't want me to ever leave this perfect place
If you could only see me now
If you could see me now
If you could only see me now
Kim Noblitt, (c) 1992 Integrity's Praise/BMI and Dad and Dann Music
Sung by Truth (Russ Lee, soloist) on "Something to Hold On To," 1992.
Our prayers have all been answered. I finally arrived.
The healing that had been delayed has now been realized.
No one's in a hurry. There's no schedule to keep.
We're all enjoying Jesus, just sitting at His feet.
Chorus:
If you could see me now, I'm walking streets of gold.
If you could see me now, I'm standing strong and whole.
If you could see me now, you'd know I've seen His face.
If you could see me now, you'd know the pain is erased.
You wouldn't want me to ever leave this place,
If you could only see me now.
My light and temporary trials have worked out for my good,
To know it brought Him glory when I misunderstood.
Though we've had our sorrows, they can never compare.
What Jesus has in store for us, no language can share.
(Chorus twice)
You wouldn't want me to ever leave this perfect place
If you could only see me now
If you could see me now
If you could only see me now
Kim Noblitt, (c) 1992 Integrity's Praise/BMI and Dad and Dann Music
Sung by Truth (Russ Lee, soloist) on "Something to Hold On To," 1992.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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