Friday, February 12, 2010

I got this in my Inbox today, & had completely forgotten about writing it.

The following is an e-mail from the past, composed on Monday, February 11, 2008, and sent via
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Dear FutureMe,
I am 21 years old, soon to be 22. You're probably old now. I hope that you are happy!
Remember when you had no idea what you were going to do in your life... well, that's me right now. I know I wanna do SO many things and I don't wanna be stuck in an office environment somewhere, any longer.
So if you still are, GET OUT. NOW. No excuses anymore. That's it! Terrible! Save yourself. Get out. Do what you love. Please.

Stay youthful. Don't grow up too fast, we've made that mistake too many times. Have fun. Jump in bushes when you've had too much tequila. Drink wine straight out of the bottle. Hit on ridiculous looking people just for fun.

Love your friends, stay true to your family. Spread peace, love and tranquility.
Just Be.
xx (love, the You 'of Christmas Past')


SoOo glad I don't work in a stuffy office anymore.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

DJ SuperMum


One of my most loyal, long-term friends.

& she mixes friggin' awesome music.

Hanna is also full-time mother to gorgeous Kaita, whom we took to the beach & absolutely loves the water.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Fever Ray

(Publicity shot, credit unknown)

Anyone who has heard Swedish electronic duo The Knife has heard Karin Dreijer Andersson's eccentric voice billow like clouds or pierce like lightning.

With the other half of The Knife, brother Olof Dreijer, The Knife are known for shying away from media attention, posing for publicity shots mainly in masks and refusal to perform live for over 5 years.
At 34 years old, Karin is a mother of two and surely one of music's awesomest offbeat Mamas!

(i love the colour of that hoodie)

Taking a break from the duo, Fever Ray is Karin's debut solo album, more sombre & soul-mashing than The Knife's sound.

album cover artwork by Martin Ander -

Fever Ray retains elements of electronica and dance but (with some thanks to voice transformer manipulation) seems more daring & eclectic with deep booming vocals, shrieking sounds like birds in forest treetops, and somewhat simple yet beautiful lyrics that inspire a feeling of wonder in life & love:

"Never leave me
Walk close beside me
Your hand my hand
Fits so easy"

The second single, 'When I Grow Up' was released in 2009, and is one of my personal favourites (though it's so hard to pick!) for both its imagery & sound.
It evokes feelings of living in a tent, smelling the fresh mountain air each morning and singing to the sound of waves rushing onto the shore.

"When I grow up
I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have
Staring at a seashell
Waiting for it to embrace me."

Hypnotic & charming whilst amazingly creative and spooky, I find myself being randomly revisited by the songs in my head even when I haven't listened to the album in a while.

When I Grow Up from Fever Ray on Vimeo.
Fever Ray was recorded on

Remember as a kid when you used to hold a seashell to your ear and magically hear the sea?


Monday, February 16, 2009

ask yourself...

If money was no object, if time was no issue, if physical body was not involved in the equation & if the Universe/God/Fate/Life would put into place anything you needed to fulfil your dreams...

What would you most want to do with your life?

Now, if you can, put in place at least one step towards that dream.
Even if that's just researching, writing, meditating, thinking, running or crying.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

holy guacamole

sorry it has been SO long since I wrote on here, my just-born blog has gone all ashes-to-ashes on me!
I have had VERY limited internet access until recently, so I promise that at least semi-regular posts will soon be made.

love to all (5) of you who have commented or any others that have stopped by in cyberspace...

x Tasj

Sunday, April 20, 2008

the ultimate house

iCiNG mission this week was to write about our dream house...but i've had plenty of time to think about this one!

my DREAM house would be big, surrounded by trees & plants and have lots of room for friends & family to stay.
the kitchen would be HUGE with a bench in the middle, clever storage for everything, a water-recycling dishwasher!! great knives & useful contraptions so everyone could cook at once!
the kitchen sink would be those gorgeous HUGE chef sinks, & overlooking (& draining onto) my vege/herb garden; and a chicken coop.

i would have stereo’s in every room, including the toilet! & the whole place would be as eco-friendly as possible. I would capture my own water, & have tonnes of solar panels to get power.
not sure how viable this is though, due to having like a billion steros in each room?!Hmm...

every room would have a sunroof thingy, & lots of light can be let into every part of the house whenever we like. all the rooms would be soundproofed.

i would have a loft/attic room with a stained glass window (that I made!), a spare bed, full of fun toys & safe craft materials for my future children :)
the Lounge would be full of comfy old but refurnished armchairs & have no television, & a huge collection of books published by amazing people like Deepak Chopra, Sark, myself, and art by my current & future friends.
The house would be open plan with the kitchen/dining area (lots of table/chair space!) & there’d be a drumset & guitars & violins & tambourines – all sorts of instruments so friends can play along.

i would have a spare room for watching dvd’s/VHS on a white wall where pictures are projected. this room is FULL of mattresses, cushions, blankets, duvets, anything comfy to prop up on for viewing pleasure.

the toilet would be a gorgeous blue colour instead of boring white, have a claw-foot bath, i would paint murals on the walls & have tonnes of fluffy towels & Lush products stashed in the cupboards. There is frosted glass in the window next to the bath, so when you bathe you can hear the sounds of the birds & see the outlines of trees.

for some reason i really like doing laundry …in big laundry rooms… i think every female secretly has a chore she quite likes (my friend at work loves dishes!) so the laundry would be LARGE with a laundry chute pointing down from upstairs & be next to the sunroom so we can sun-dry our clothes. it’d have a lovely old washing machine & lots of wicker basket drawers beneath the bench for sorting.
the stairs would have a slide next to them, & a treehouse out in the backyard's biggest tree.

outside, (past the deck with a wooden love-seat & barbeque area) past the trampoline IN the ground & along a small secret winding path through the trees is a clearing.
A bath sits propped up in the clearing & we can light a fire underneath to heat the water, & bathe beneath the stars.

my kid’s rooms would be created by me, we would build them bunkbeds that look like castles or pirate ships & I would paint dinosaurs, butterflies & birds on the walls.

the master bedroom would be large but cosy, with an ensuite & a triple-king sized bed for ample cuddling space. It would be filled with things we love, art & crafts by friends & family and have a large mirrored wardrobe for storing stuff out of sight.
i think it was in that movie about greek God Odysseus? where his bed has a tree right next to it, upstairs like some crazy real awesome castle treehouse!
now that would be ideal, but I can imagine Autumn. Maybe get kind of annoying don't you think!?

i remember years ago in school I drew & planned out my Ultimate House while I was meant to be studying Social Studies & Classics... that's probably why I don't have my Greek-God-Facts quite straight!
have you guys ever thought about this?!

x Tasj

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

livejournal post #1

For a while now, I have been feeling like drawing is very limiting to me. Days go by when I feel extremely inspired, and want to create something. But every time I pick up a pencil I have a sort of 'block', I don't have any ideas and I don't know what to draw.
Sometimes I will force my hand to move, but nothing but crap appears on the paper. Usually squiggles or arrows or a bunch of curvy lines which I will then fill-in with the pencil or pen.

So I have resorted to baking, which is something where you can follow the directions, but you have complete creative freedom and if it turns out terrible you might be lucky enough to lick the batter and still, it won't taste too bad.
And sewing. But I have run out of ideas of things to make from material, now. I am kind of limited here, too, because since my machine broke down (and I have no way of getting it to a fixing-majiggy-shop) I am sewing everything by hand.

So far I have sewn a pair of lobster-claw gloves (for my friend obsessed with Dr.Zoidberg from Futurama), two teeth with big eyes and gold teeth (don't ask) and an octopus complete with 'ink' which my flatmate says looks like pubic hair.
Oh, and a zombie. But he turned out really terribly so he doesn't count.

My love is painting. I love the colours, I love mixing the paint and filling in gaps and layering colour upon colour and creating texture with the paint.
In painting studies at Tech, I could never get anything done with people around, I preferred to paint in the solace of my bedroom.
Instead, my classmates would ask me to mix their colours. I loved it. I would try to get a close-enough skin tone with the cheap paints that we had, to get a deep forest green to match the one that had already dried on the canvas, or to give the red a shimmery sheen.

I miss painting so much, but I don't have any ideas of what to paint. I have tried everything from keeping a dream diary to sketching something every day.

I am resorting to schooling *arrrrgghhh!*.

This Saturday begins one of my regular (for 6 weeks anyway) classes, for two hours each Saturday at the local University I will be going to a 'drawing fundamentals' class. Yes, drawing for da mentals. You got me.
It's actually called something like "express yourself through drawing".
I've done all this stuff before, but I really need someone to give me a kick in the guts and send me forth into the World Of Drawing again. I have been retreating for too long and it's time I grew some nads and did something about it.