“The Known and the Unknown” – #2

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Excerpts from the Essay “Fail Safe”
Written by Debbie Millman
Post by Jennifer Kiley
Post Sunday 27th July 2014
The Essay titled “Fail Safe”
Taken From Anthology
Look Both Ways: Illustrated Essays
on the Intersection of Life and Design

Debbie Millman is an Artist
Strategist & Interviewer

“Fail Safe” The Essay-Explores Existential Skills-Living With Uncertainty-Embracing The Unfamiliar-Allowing For Not Knowing-Cultivating What John Keats Famously Termed “Negative Capability”

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The Known and the Unknown – #2

I dreamed of being
an artist and a writer,
but inasmuch as I knew
what I wanted,
I felt compelled
to consider what
was “reasonable”
in order
to safeguard
my economic future.

Even though
I wanted
what my best friend
once referred to as
“the whole wide world,”

I thought
it was prudent
to compromise.

I told myself
it was more
sensible to aspire
for success

that was
realistically
feasible

perhaps
even
failure-proof

It never
once occurred
to me
that I could
have it all.

All

ALL

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“The Known and the Unknown” Part 2 - Jennifer Kiley

Remember

“Do What You LOVE

“The Known and the Unknown” #1

a writer's word polished or rawThe Known and the Unknown – #1
Excerpts from the Essay “Fail Safe”
Written by Debbie Millman
Post by Jennifer Kiley
Post Sunday 20th July 2014
The Essay titled “Fail Safe”
Taken From Anthology
Look Both Ways: Illustrated Essays
on the Intersection of Life and Design

Debbie Millman is an Artist
Strategist & Interviewer

“Fail Safe”  The Essay-Explores Existential Skills-Living With Uncertainty-Embracing The Unfamiliar-Allowing For Not Knowing-Cultivating What John Keats Famously Termed “Negative Capability”

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The Known and the Unknown – #1

For most of my life I followed
a safe path. I remember in vivid
detail the moment I began the
journey August 1983, the hot
MUGGY SUMMER OF
“SYNCHRONICITY”
and
“MODERN LOVE.”
A few months out of
COLLEGE
I stood on the corner of
seventh avenue and
BLEEKER STREET
IN NEW YORK City
wearing pastel-blue balloon
trousers, a hot PINK V-neck
T-shirt
and
bright White Capezio Oxfords.
I lingered at the intersection
peering deep into my future
contemplating the choice
between the secure
and the uncertain
between the creative
and the LOGICAL…

- Debbie Millman

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“The Known and the Unknown” Part 1 - Jennifer Kiley

Remember

“Do What You LOVE

“Coming Back to Life” – David Gilmour

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Sunday 16th February 2014
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Blue Morpho Butterfly Adult Emerging from Chrysalis

Coming Back To Life
Singer/Guitar David Gilmour

A Song Filled with Magical Passion
A Help In Releasing the Darkness

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Coming Back To Life

By David Gilmour

Created by Jennifer Kiley

Post 5th July 2014

DAVID GILMOUR TEARS AT HIS SOUL
TO SHOW US THE SOUND OF TRUTH
HIS WORDS RIP OPEN THE PAIN
RELEASE THE DARKNESS
HIS GUITAR TEARS OUT THE EVIL

WHAT WAS ATTACKING
NOW IT SHOULD BE BANISHED

David Gilmour - Coming Back To Life

Coming Back To Life
By David Gilmour

Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else’s words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight..into the shining sun

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Perceptually Intangible Motion  (c) jkm 2014

“I Am One of the Searchers”

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“I Am One of the Searchers”

By James Kavanaugh

Post by Jennifer Kiley

Posted on Sunday 15th June 2014

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sun rays into forest“I Am One of the Searchers”  There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know. Unless it be to share our laughter.

sunrise in the mountainsWe searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, not prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to have to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.

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For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers,

for lonely men and women

who dare to ask from life everything

good and beautiful. It is for those who

are too gentle to live among wolves.

— James Kavanaugh

[There Are Men Too Gentle To Live Among Wolves]

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“A Slow Life Unfolding Angels While Timelapsing Into the Future”

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“A Slow Life Unfolding Angels While Timelapsing Into the Future”
Post Created by Jennifer Kiley
Created 13th April 2014
Posted on Wednesday 4th June 2014
AMAZING VISIONS

I <3 SHORT FILMS

&

TRUE AMAZING VISIONS
AMAZING COLORS
SIGHTS RARELY IF EVER SEEN

here, i give you “slow life”

“Slow Life” – Daniel Stoupin

“Slow” marine animals show their secret life under high magnification. Corals and sponges are very mobile creatures, but their motion is only detectable at different time scales compared to ours and requires time lapses to be seen. These animals build coral reefs and play crucial roles in the biosphere, yet we know almost nothing about their daily lives.

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“The Tempest” – Rick Robin

Music from Throwing Snow – New Album “Mosaic”

A flowing of multiple illusions continually expanding in number. Angels. Divinity.

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BREATH TAKING
BEAUTIFUL
SIGHTS NOT OFTEN
OR AT ALL SEEN
BY MANY OR THE FEW

here, i give you, “Yosemite HD II”

Yosemite HD II – Project Yosemite

Special Edition: Maya Angelou R.I.P.

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Maya Angelou R.I.P.

Special Edition

Post Created by Jennifer Kiley

Post Wednesday 28th May 2014

 

Poet, author Maya Angelou dies at 86

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May 28, 2014
Filed 03:59 PM EST

NEW YORK (AP) — Maya Angelou, a modern Renaissance woman who survived the harshest of childhoods to become a force on stage, screen, the printed page and the inaugural dais, died Wednesday, her son said. She was 86.

Angelou’s son, Guy B. Johnson, said the writer died at her home in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, where she had been a professor of American studies at Wake Forest University since 1982.

Tall and regal, with a deep, majestic voice, Angelou defied all probability and category, becoming one of the first black women to enjoy mainstream success as an author and thriving in virtually every artistic medium. The young single mother who worked at strip clubs to earn a living later wrote and recited the most popular presidential inaugural poem in history. The childhood victim of rape wrote a million-selling memoir, befriended Malcolm X, Nelson Mandela and the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr., and performed on stages around the world.

An actress, singer and dancer in the 1950s and 1960s, she broke through as an author in 1969 with “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings,” which became standard (and occasionally censored) reading, and was the first of a multipart autobiography that continued through the decades. In 1993, she was a sensation reading her cautiously hopeful “On the Pulse of the Morning” at President Bill Clinton’s first inauguration. Her confident performance openly delighted Clinton and made the poem a best-seller, if not a critical favorite.

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The Following Video is Maya Angelou speaking for herself.

Here, I Give You, Maya Angelou

Maya Angelou [Director's Cut] – Cole Haan

A Heartfelt Goodbye To Virginia Woolf 73 Years Later

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The Living Word

A Heartfelt Goodbye to Virginia Woolf 73 Years Later
25 January 1882 – 28 March 1941
Created by Jennifer Kiley
Created 23rd March 2014
Posted Friday 28th March 2014
A TRIBUTE TO VIRGINIA WOOLF

virginia woolf a writer's life quote over photo“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”

“Books are the mirrors of the soul.”

I can only note that the past is beautiful
because one never realises an emotion at the time.
It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete
emotions about the present, only about the past.”

“The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.”

“Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.”

“The truth is, I often like women. I like their
unconventionality. I like their completeness. I
like their anonymity. ”

“I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and
I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”

“For it would seem – her case proved it – that we
write, not with the fingers, but with the whole
person. The nerve which controls the pen winds
itself about every fibre of our being, threads
the heart, pierces the liver.”

“I am reading six books at once, the only way of
reading; since, as you will agree, one book is
only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the
full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.”

“So long as you write what you wish to write, that
is all that matters; and whether it matters for
ages or only for hours, nobody can say.”

“When I cannot see words curling like rings of
smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing.”

“It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the sub-
merged truth sometimes makes its way to the surface.”

“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be
herself, by herself. And that was what now she often
felt the need of – to think; well not even to think.
To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing,
expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk,
with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-
shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others…
and this self having shed its attachments was free for
the strangest adventures.”

“Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly
perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.”

“Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice
answering a voice?”

“Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance,
shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers.
Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical
story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for
instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next.”

“The only advice, indeed, that one person can give another
about reading is to take no advice, to follow your own
instincts, to use your own reason, to come to your own
conclusions. If this is agreed between us, then I feel at
liberty to put forward a few ideas and suggestions because
you will not allow them to fetter that independence which
is the most important quality that a reader can possess.
After all, what laws can be laid down about books? The
battle of Waterloo was certainly fought on a certain day;
but is Hamlet a better play than Lear? Nobody can say.
Each must decide that question for himself. To admit
authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our
libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read,
what value to place upon what we read, is to destroy the
spirit of freedom which is the breath of those sanctuaries.
Everywhere else we may be bound by laws and conventions-
there we have none.”

“The most extraordinary thing about writing is that
when you’ve struck the right vein, tiredness goes.”

“…who shall measure the heat and violence of a poet’s
heart when caught and tangled in a woman’s body?”

“I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself
up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and
music and everything beautiful.”

“By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. ‘Tis the
waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs
us of our life.”

— Virginia Woolf [from Her Books & Diaries]

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Virginia & Leonard Woolf 1939
National Photo Gallery London
The Dinner Party: Virginia Woolf

Virginia Woolf’s Handwritten Suicide Note to Her Husband Leonard: A Painful & Poignant Farewell [1941]

Dearest, I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don’t think two people could have been happier ’til this terrible disease came. I can’t fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can’t even write this properly. I can’t read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that—everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can’t go on spoiling your life any longer. I don’t think two people could have been happier than we have been. V.

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Virginia Woolf’s Monk’s House Garden

Leonard buried Virginia’s ashes under the two intertwined Elm trees in their backyard at Monk’s House, their summer home in Sussex. The Elm trees in which they had nicknamed “Virginia and Leonard,” the spot was marked with a stone tablet engraved with the last lines from her novel The Waves: “Against you I fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death! The waves crashed on the shore.” After Leonard Woolf died on August 14, 1969, he was cremated and his ashes were buried next to Virginia’s under the Elm Trees at Monk’s House.

The following piece of music composed by Beethoven was to be the music played at Virginia Woolf’s and Leonard Woolf’s cremation ceremony. Leonard was so filled with grief, another piece of music was played but when he was home, he played Beethoven: String Quartet Op. 130. V. Cantina: adagio molto expressivo. It is most beautiful and soothing piece of music. I understand why Virginia and Leonard Woolf chose this piece of music. It is beautiful. It gives me a sense of being with Virginia Woolf who I admire with a fullness in my heart. She has touched my soul with her words. Her essence is alive within them. Thank you for giving so much of yourself to us in your writing with such a depth of honesty and Truth. You are not forgotten.

— Jennifer Kiley

Virginia Woolf

Peace For You Virginia Woolf

Beethoven: String Quartet Op. 130: V. Cavatina: adagio molto expressivo

Do Schools Kill Creativity?

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Do Schools Kill Creativity?
TED Talk: Sir Ken Robinson
Originally Posted 2012
Reposting On Thursday 19th March 2014
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Sir Ken Robinson: Do Schools Kill Creativity?

Sir Ken Robinson makes an entertaining and profoundly moving case for creating an education system that nurtures (rather than undermines) creativity. Education should nurture the individual rather than be so concerned about test scores.

Encourage children to investigate their ideas and run with them. Do not stifle them with a mandated belief system of education that is limiting.

The arts are disappearing from school systems. Children have the capacity to be innovative and have tremendous talents. They just need to be brought to the surface. Picasso said that all children are born artists but they are forced to grow out of it, instead creativity should be valued and also nurtured. So many children’s dreams of succeeding in the arts are discouraged most of their childhoods.

As long as the painting is only going to go up on the fridge, that’s okay but wanting to continue into life creating any form of art is most often looked down upon as something that will turn you into a Vincent van Gogh, broke all his life. But those who own his paintings now are bloody millionaires and billionaires.

Why is the artist not supported in our society?

Writers create ways of looking at the world from a new perspective.

All artists try to find within them the muse that will open or reopen the door to the mystical, magical world of our imagination.

Well, I suggest it is valuable and important to listen to this video. It is enlightening and humorous.

Sir Ken Robinson is a brilliant mind who has important knowledge and insight to convey in his TED talk on creativity and education. Listen, hear, laugh and enjoy and if you have children or have an influence on them consider encouraging their creativity.  by Jennifer Kiley

Anais Nin: Thinks of June — Part Two

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Anais Nin: Thinks of June — Part Two
The Diary of Anais Nin — Volume One
Transposed by Jennifer Kiley
Post Created by Jk the secret keeper
Illustrated j. kiley
Post Created on Wednesday 30th October 2013
Posted on Sunday 3rd November 2013
A Writer’s Word

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Anaïs Nin
Thinks of June
Part Two

“Her face startlingly white
as she retreated
into the darkness
of the garden,

she posed for me
as she left.

I wanted to run out
and kiss her fantastic beauty
and say:

June,
you killed
my sincerity too.

I will never
know again
who I am,
what I am,
what I love,
what I want.

Your beauty has drowned me,
the core of me.

You carry away with you
a part of me
reflected in you.

When your beauty struck me,
it dissolved me.
Deep down.

I am not different from you.
I dreamed you,
I wished for your existence.

You are the woman
I want to be.

I see in you
that part of me
which is you.

I feel compassion
for your child
is pride,
for your trembling
unsureness,

your dramatization
of events,

your enhancing
of the loves
given to you.

I surrender my sincerity
because
if I love you

it means
we share
the same
fantasies,
the same
madnesses.”

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WARNING: A BIPOLAR RIDE ALL THE WAY…ENJOY!!! [may not be for everybody but those who get it will laugh…TRUST ME!!!

Psychedelic Science

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Psychedelic Science
TEDTalk by Fabian Oefner
Notations by Jennifer Kiley
Created on Wednesday 16th October 2013
Posted Thursday 31st October 2013
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Psychedelic science by speaker Fabian Oefner 2013G

Published on Oct 7, 2013
Swiss artist and photographer Fabian Oefner is on a mission to make eye-catching art from everyday science. In this charming talk, he shows off some recent psychedelic images, including photographs of crystals as they interact with soundwaves. And, in a live demo, he shows what really happens when you mix paint with magnetic liquid–or when you set fire to whiskey.

Very impressive experiments mixing science with art and creating amazing visions of beauty & visual imagery otherwise not being able to be created. Be prepared to be impressed at the unique sights Fabian Oefner creates. He is also an entertaining speaker you will enjoy.