For this week’s photo challenge, Good Morning!, let me take you through my Sunday morning.
When I stepped outside this morning, this little guy was at the door. Mystery solved about the faint knocking sound I heard previously. The knock of a praying mantis is nothing like its grip. ;-)
This morning’s breakfast was a bit more special than usual. Yesterday we went to Gyeongju, and this ancient city is well-known for its famous, Gyeongju Bbang (bread). Each time I go there, I pick some up. Although it’s usually eaten as a snack, in my opinion, it makes for a hearty breakfast. The perfect companion to a strong coffee.
Don’t let them fool you. That isn’t chocolate. They’re filled with sweet red bean paste.
After breakfast, it’s time for my morning meditation: sit for a bit and then journal.
And now, my Sunday is coming to an end. If you’re in the Western hemisphere, your Sunday is just beginning. Have a wonderful Sunday!
In a past life, I was a fire-spinner.
Before coming to Korea, I had a short career as a fire performer: I did workshops (my first teaching experience I think) and performances in my community, and I once busked at a jazz festival. I haven’t spun in about 6 years. My speciality was spinning fire poi.
When Byongchan and I went to Thailand recently, we sat down at an outdoor market for dinner. We didn’t expect to see the performance you see below. Watching him spin, I was flooded with memories of a time that seemed so foreign. He reminded me of how much I loved spinning. He reminded me of the long hours I used to spend practicing, and how hours passed by like minutes. I recalled the joy I used to feel when I finally got a new move.
Well, thanks to this bit of nostalgia, I am picking up poi again.
Now, please enjoy the Thailand fire show, and scroll down for a performance of my very own.
Below is a video of me spinning LED poi at the SIT El Café in Brattleboro, Vermont, USA. It’s not the best lighting, but it is a dear moment. The voices in the background are voices I hold dear in my heart. They are the voices of my dear MA TESOL friends, and they remind me of a night we all shared a little piece of ourselves. This is my little piece.
“Polka dots can’t stay alone. When we obliterate nature and our bodies with polka dots we become part of the unity of our environments.”
― Yayoi Kusama
I went inside the Daegu Art Museum tired and unsure. I came out obliterated. This is the art of Kusuma Yayoi.
Posted for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside.
Here too. Reflections upon reflections.
Me and some polka dots. Time to obliterate.
As I was browsing for photos for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea, I found these: my sister‘s best friend’s wedding.
Dear Natalie, this is for you…. and a song you might remember. Scroll to the end for this beauty. ;-)
“Natalie, oh, she’s pretty!”
I don’t know if Natalie remembers, but I used to sing this song anytime she came over. I still remember her giggles. Oh, the silliness.
Photos taken in the summer of 2010
Say it with me,
Gwang- ahhh - ly
I love the way it rolls off my tongue.
For my second post for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea I bring you Gwangalli Beach, Busan, South Korea.
The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea. - Isak Dinesen (Karen von Blixen-Finecke)
My first post: Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea (East or Japan?)
For this week’s challenge, a few shots on our way to and from Fukuoka, Japan via the waters of this sea that shall not be named.
Names are a hot topic here…
… except mine I think. ;-P
Photos taken in August 2012
Today, two friends, Kristina and Simon, posted two very different pictures, at opposite ends of the globe, Japan and Canada, with a title referenced to “coming out of one’s shell”. I’d say that kind of synchronicity deserves a blog post. :)
Thanks to Janaline’s World Journey for leading me to this WordPress hump day tradition!