Sorry for the lack of posts, but we needed some quality catch-up time with a dear friend :)
Many exciting times to come! Happy March-of-March everybody!
Monday, March 10, 2014
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Mr. Robin
Tina: I want to start by saying, thanks for all of the loveee for my collages! Mm, it feels good to share them.
Does anyone know how to link 2 blogs together? I want to have a page on this blog that links another blog/project CJ and I have been working on. Let me know if you guys know how to do it. I'm stumped.
This life is interesting. Sometimes I want moments to last forever and sometimes I wish I could push time away. I'm grateful for this place even though this has been quite a ride. I still don't feel like I've grasped why I am in Detroit. Hopefully it will reveal itself soon. I'm still waiting. Its kind of like waiting for spring.
There is fat robin that I always see in the mornings when I walk Nyla in the cold. He must not like to sit on branches because I only see him resting on the earth. When we approach closer, he flies slowly to safety (even tho he doesn't seem at all nervous). Perhaps he wants to warm the earth with his belly. At first, I thought he was dead. His plump body on the concrete. I suppose he is resting. Sitting on the earth as if he's sitting on an egg. (grow, grow, grow)
Does anyone know how to link 2 blogs together? I want to have a page on this blog that links another blog/project CJ and I have been working on. Let me know if you guys know how to do it. I'm stumped.
This life is interesting. Sometimes I want moments to last forever and sometimes I wish I could push time away. I'm grateful for this place even though this has been quite a ride. I still don't feel like I've grasped why I am in Detroit. Hopefully it will reveal itself soon. I'm still waiting. Its kind of like waiting for spring.There is fat robin that I always see in the mornings when I walk Nyla in the cold. He must not like to sit on branches because I only see him resting on the earth. When we approach closer, he flies slowly to safety (even tho he doesn't seem at all nervous). Perhaps he wants to warm the earth with his belly. At first, I thought he was dead. His plump body on the concrete. I suppose he is resting. Sitting on the earth as if he's sitting on an egg. (grow, grow, grow)
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
On Staying In Touch
CJ:
I am only now learning to appreciate old friendships. For my entire life I have skipped from one stage to the next, allowing friendships to remain or fade without trying. This approach did me well- I found myself always in the present and pleasantly surprised by those who stayed connected with me.
However, I think this approach also fed something selfish in me- something that said if they really appreciate me, they'll make the effort to keep in touch with me. And that's how it has been. My long term friendships have either been thanks to the other making effort and taking care to value the friendship or they have been the type of friendship that needs no maintenance.
Now I am realizing how valuable it is to speak to someone who knows me. I now know the joys of a phone call with an old friend. I am no longer concerned with who contacts who and I am no longer afraid of losing my present presence by spending wistful hours on the telephone.
I love those who have loved me and I hope you know it.
I am only now learning to appreciate old friendships. For my entire life I have skipped from one stage to the next, allowing friendships to remain or fade without trying. This approach did me well- I found myself always in the present and pleasantly surprised by those who stayed connected with me.
However, I think this approach also fed something selfish in me- something that said if they really appreciate me, they'll make the effort to keep in touch with me. And that's how it has been. My long term friendships have either been thanks to the other making effort and taking care to value the friendship or they have been the type of friendship that needs no maintenance.
Now I am realizing how valuable it is to speak to someone who knows me. I now know the joys of a phone call with an old friend. I am no longer concerned with who contacts who and I am no longer afraid of losing my present presence by spending wistful hours on the telephone.
I love those who have loved me and I hope you know it.
SAMO artwork created by friends Al Diaz and Jean Michelle Basquiat
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
breaking news
"Forecasters say Detroit is the hardest hit this season, with more than 78 inches of snow and 13 days of temperatures below zero."
"Metro Detroit endures coldest winter in 36 years, snowiest in 133." Detroit News
WE PICKED ONE HELL OF A WINTER TO MOVE HERE.
Monday, March 3, 2014
CJ:
I remember writing poems this way (like how this one is)
When I was in the eighth grade
And presenting them in class
And people saying I'm just writing rap lyrics and handing them in as homework
Which was true
And thats how I got through college too
Now there's no homework, just Detroit.
And facebook likes and youtube vids as if that meant we're cool we're staying in touch
and Blogger.
So I went to a class today about Brecht taught by a friend, and it reminded me of all that mess:
I was kind of unfocussed and acted like a blunder bus cause I get distracted thinking about-
How all different translations of the original german can be so different but come from
The same text.
I remember writing poems this way (like how this one is)
When I was in the eighth grade
And presenting them in class
And people saying I'm just writing rap lyrics and handing them in as homework
Which was true
And thats how I got through college too
Now there's no homework, just Detroit.
And facebook likes and youtube vids as if that meant we're cool we're staying in touch
and Blogger.
So I went to a class today about Brecht taught by a friend, and it reminded me of all that mess:
I was kind of unfocussed and acted like a blunder bus cause I get distracted thinking about-
How all different translations of the original german can be so different but come from
The same text.
(Bertolt Brecht)
Sunday, March 2, 2014
March-of-March: Dearborn
Tina: Happy Sunday! So we've officially begun March or "March of March" as we're calling it here at The Water House. March is notoriously tough for me--something to do with lack of vacation, wanting spring, and five weekends in one month? To combat this, I've always tried to make March SUPER fun (since high school actually). I try to plan one fun thing each weekend to look forward to.
Today we had a new and fascinating experience! We toured the Arabic markets and bakeries in Dearborn (about 20 minutes away from us in Detroit). Aside from the ridiculously cheap prices, it was so cool to see the growing economy, new foods, and people with so much history and culture! Also, It is nice to see new things (especially when it feels like the sun has been hiding for days).
We also got our food processor! (YESSS) and thanks to our super nice neighbors with their delicious blackberries we were able to have Round1 of spring smoothies for breakfast!
(strawberries, blackberries, ice, honey, oats, and chia seeds!)
Also...not trying to brag BUT we got all of this incredible
produce for only $34?
8 avocados
2 heads of broccoli
2 heads of cauliflower
2 bunches of parsley
2 bunches of cilantro
6 peppers
12 vine ripe tomatoes
2 bags of spinach
10 lemons
3 bags of pita (fresh baked!)
1 bag of grapefruit (my favorite!)
olive oil
3 bunches of bananas
2 bags of apples
5 boxes of strawberries!
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Today we had a new and fascinating experience! We toured the Arabic markets and bakeries in Dearborn (about 20 minutes away from us in Detroit). Aside from the ridiculously cheap prices, it was so cool to see the growing economy, new foods, and people with so much history and culture! Also, It is nice to see new things (especially when it feels like the sun has been hiding for days).
We also got our food processor! (YESSS) and thanks to our super nice neighbors with their delicious blackberries we were able to have Round1 of spring smoothies for breakfast!
(strawberries, blackberries, ice, honey, oats, and chia seeds!)
Also...not trying to brag BUT we got all of this incredible
produce for only $34?
8 avocados
2 heads of broccoli
2 heads of cauliflower
2 bunches of parsley
2 bunches of cilantro
6 peppers
12 vine ripe tomatoes
2 bags of spinach
10 lemons
3 bags of pita (fresh baked!)
1 bag of grapefruit (my favorite!)
olive oil
3 bunches of bananas
2 bags of apples
5 boxes of strawberries!
Needless to say if ANY of you want some produce, we can definitely make it happen :)
(after CJ and Nyla wake up from their nap...)
(after CJ and Nyla wake up from their nap...)
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Speak My Truth
CJ:
Every day is its own. We've begun the 20 Something Project in ernest. If there is one thing I know about being 20 something, before we even begin doing interviews, it's that this is a time for being lost. It is amazing how much my own desires can change from one month to the next, from one week to the next, from one day to the next, and from moment to moment. I often feel that Tina and I are on an unending journey of highs and lows as we search for "purpose".
I suppose I can remember feeling this way at many times in my life, but there is something special about this age in particular. It is the first time we can actually decide to do things. We are not chained into a high school schedule, we aren't committed to a degree program. If we decide to move, we can actually just do it.
It's something I've dreamed of for a long time. Now that it's here I find it to be stressful as much as it is liberating. I've never actually had to decide where I wanted to live or what I wanted my contribution to society to be, those things have always been laid out before me by heritage.
I'm glad I have someone to journey with. Tina and I just had a conversation about how we are grateful to be able to speak our truth to each other on a daily basis. Some days are grueling and filled with pressure and indecision. We are being pulled in many directions, and we know nothing for sure. We are lucky to have each other in this time.
Every day is its own. We've begun the 20 Something Project in ernest. If there is one thing I know about being 20 something, before we even begin doing interviews, it's that this is a time for being lost. It is amazing how much my own desires can change from one month to the next, from one week to the next, from one day to the next, and from moment to moment. I often feel that Tina and I are on an unending journey of highs and lows as we search for "purpose".
I suppose I can remember feeling this way at many times in my life, but there is something special about this age in particular. It is the first time we can actually decide to do things. We are not chained into a high school schedule, we aren't committed to a degree program. If we decide to move, we can actually just do it.
It's something I've dreamed of for a long time. Now that it's here I find it to be stressful as much as it is liberating. I've never actually had to decide where I wanted to live or what I wanted my contribution to society to be, those things have always been laid out before me by heritage.
I'm glad I have someone to journey with. Tina and I just had a conversation about how we are grateful to be able to speak our truth to each other on a daily basis. Some days are grueling and filled with pressure and indecision. We are being pulled in many directions, and we know nothing for sure. We are lucky to have each other in this time.
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