Archive for the ‘music’ Category

MelodyCardOne reason I love Twitter is that I can share finds and links quickly, without having to type out a whole blog entry.  You know, that whole “micro-blogging” thing.  Well, I’m going to introduce a little of that here.  There are simply too many incredible crafts and stories out there, and I want to share them with you before they get stale.  So, welcome to the weekly installment of Three Things Right Now.  I was actually considering labeling each with “art,” “faith,” and “love” categories—haha—but I’ve come to my senses and realize that would be waaaaaay to gimmicky.  So, from any category under the sun, here are three things I’m totally into right now:

  • My friend Melody makes the most lovely cards. She layers stamping with prints and photographs, and then embellishes with ribbon, charms, and all sorts of pretty things.  She gave me this card for my 30th birthday, and incorporated the beaded flowers I gave her recently (Target’s scrapbooking aisle, FTW!).  I’ve been bugging Melody about starting an Etsy shop and selling themed cards, perhaps in packs of 5 or so.  Who doesn’t love handmade goodness arriving in the mail?
  • One of my top ten favorite musicians, Imogen Heap, released her third (solo) album yesterday.  I had the release date on my calendar for months, but the always-eager-to-share-music Immi gave fans a sneak peek with a web player that I’ve been listening to nonstop for the past week.  Check it out here.  What I love most about her work is its “collage” quality, and that is only further perfected with Ellipse. The music is based is in electronica, sure, but there’s piano, violin, guitar, synth beats, and world music all wrapped up in this smooth, haunting sound that’s uniquely hers.  Ah, love.  Download it.  Now.
  • Lastly, writer Susan Orlean tweeted a link to this essay, “Lost Cat,” by Mary Gaitskill. I am unfamiliar with her work, and after reading her bio on Wikipedia, I’m not sure her fiction would be my cup of tea.  But this memoir piece is so moving.  She uses the emotional search for her missing cat as a metaphor for loss in general, looking back on the difficult relationship with her father, who died painfully of cancer, and that of two children she befriended through an organization that brings inner city kids to live with families in the country.  I am in awe at how she describes people—with such insight and without judgement.

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