Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The mundane familiarities of existence

I've always been a little bit obsessed with rituals. I suppose it's the latent anthropologist in me. Although I often find myself lamenting the lack of true ritual in modern, western, secular life - the kind of ritual that represents centuries of tradition, brings people together and is tightly woven into the fabric of social life (which may be why I'm so fond of weddings) - I'm also pretty fascinated by the quiet, personal, domestic rituals people perform in their daily lives: be it the way they make tea, or the order in which they get ready in the morning, or their habit of cooking a roast every Sunday or ordering takeaway every Tuesday. I guess this is why I am so easily addicted to domestic blogs; I love looking through windows into people's daily lives, the way they conduct themselves and find meaning and comfort in the mundane familiarities of existence. It's a topic Sarah has been talking about a bit lately on her wonderful blog, The Pink of Perfection and which I have been reading with unabashed glee.

Anyway, I've recently discovered that for someone so fond of the idea of rituals, I go about my daily life in a highly un-habitual manner. I get up at a different time every day, I never eat the same breakfast twice in a row, sometimes I shower first, sometimes I eat breakfast first, sometimes I make the bed, sometimes I don't, I constantly change my preferred variety of tea...I'm quite the fickle lady, and that's just in the morning.

I also tried to institute a Monday night curry night ritual, but soon got bored of curries and ran out of ideas. I also started a Tuesday night by candlelight ritual wherein every Tuesday night we would conduct our own private Earth Hour, but I forgot about it after one week.

I'm the most un-ritualistic when I get home from work. I walk in the door, and aside from taking of my coat, never quite know what to do with myself. I feel like I should do something substantial to mark the transition from work life to glorious, free, life life, but instead wander about the house like a befuddled kitten that's just been put through a spin cycle.

I really do want to create every day rituals, to take comfort in the familiar, to create some kind of constant in the chaos of my life, and to know what to do when I get home from work. I want rituals I will perform every day/week/month or year of my life. So, my slightly stalker-ish question for you today, dear readers, is this: what are your everyday rituals?

Friday, May 21, 2010


I'm such a sucker for love.

I love the idea behind this project, simple but effective and memorable. Also Baltimore reminds me of The Wire and I really love that show. No doubt.
Baltimore Love Project. Read about it here.

And here is a Banksy image you've probably all seen before, but it relates to what I should be doing now...studying.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Gathering nuts for winter

I've been taking things pretty slow lately. I always do when it's cold. Thus, the content of my life is less trendy music, cutting edge art or flamboyant fashions, and more knitting, reading, bathing, cooking and general domesticising. Which is maybe why you haven't heard from me much at all lately. I've been gathering nuts for winter.

I also find myself daydreaming about living somewhere almost exactly like this:

The Slow Rabbit Farm, as photographed by Liane of the wonderful enhabiten

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Joj Hurrison

This made me laugh more than what is probably deemed appropriate.

Happy hump day Millionaires.


Sunday, May 2, 2010

Superheros Of My Heart

James Dean ♥

The socially conscious ♥♥♥

Spencer Krug ♥♥♥

Tonight's moon ♥


Jens Lekman ♥♥♥

Ophelia rabbit ♥♥♥♥♥

Paul Simon ♥♥♥

My bike ♥♥♥