"Don't ask what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive."
13 April 2010
When I was about eight years old my "imagination was launched" (R. Serra) the moment I looked down from the mountain overpass in Hong Kong, way down below to the valley where the downtown city was located. It was dusk and the skyscraper with the needle and the changing colors was purple...then changed to blue. The vast space surprised me. The buildings large and small, magnified and reduced. I wondered why we paid so much to go to amusement parks or to do touristy things that cost 80 HKD when this was better. But maybe that was better left unaddressed. I wanted to be left alone up there. Watching. Waiting to be enveloped into that space.
i'm a twenty-three-year-old. a choose your own adventure kind of person. likes: international issues, art, contemporary design, written & spoken word, cities, poetry, beat poets, eccentrics, fresh air, Brasil, Germany, Latin America, Asia. I blog because I enjoy writing, and keeping records. It's not necessarily important that anyone's reading, but it's nice to send it out into the interwebs all the same.