Is 6pm too early to go to bed?
yes.
rachel. you cannot just be depressed all weekend.
yes.
rachel. you cannot just be depressed all weekend.
‘We’ vs ‘Others’: Russell Jacoby on why we should fear our neighbors more than strangers
Titian, “Cain and Abel”, Venice“Orientalism was ultimately a political vision of reality whose structure promoted the difference between the familiar (Europe, the West, ‘us’) and the…
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Every Friday the Postling team brings you the things we loved from the past week. From music and movies, to food and the world at large, we’ll put it all here.
Excuse me, Mr. President… Do You Have a Computer?
In a recent interview, a reporter asked President Obama if he…
Mad Snipes, “Mshn’ Sptn’,” preview of their cd, “Dos(e)”
Grand Rapids, MI
This is pretty great
"The purpose of visualization is insight, not pictures."
Ben Shneiderman (via austinkleon)
(via austinkleon)
I LOL’d alot
"My father always told me the only true sign of success is being able to do for a living the thing that makes you happy."
Weird Al Yankovich (via themostphotographedbarninamerica)
HELLO, FOREVER DILEMMA. :))
Well I happen to have that dilemma resolved already. /smug
A fun, quick short with some fun, quick people.
Casual Carnage with Steve and Joe
Written by Sean Bury and me.
Shot masterfully by the amazing James Codeglia.
Wyatt and Bury are back!
More, please.
A Rabbit Hole
“A rabbit hole” appears and mesmerizes you to come closer. Then are you ready to join the Alice’s adventure by turning your back on daily routines? These were first sentences that came to my mind, when I found a study carrel in Watson Library. This discovery happened almost at the end of my journey across my campus to find a seclusive place away from daily business where to focus myself fully. The treasure appeared from where I didn’t expect and that condition helped me to appreciate the moment fully without any hesitation to choose the place to fit my purpose of journey. The settings created the optical illusion for me to experience walking through the passage of Francesco Borromini’s Gallery in Palazzo Spada. The linear lines made by both sided book shelves became parallel lines converged on to the study carrel with the light as a background. A window at the end of the aisle between two book shelves was illuminating the light and attracted me to move my feet automatically toward it. It was a small window having approximately two feet in width and three feet in height that was located by the left side of the carrel. This window allowed penetrating warm sunshine on a person who sits on the carrel. Although the window was very close to a person, double glasses were thoughtfully covered the opening against winter cold and didn’t bother a reader to focus her own job without shivering. The position of the study carrel was high altitude that was enough to enjoy the Lawrence horizon through the window. I could look over most of the Lawrence cityscape in a glance and the reflection of light over the parked cars amused my eyes like shining texture of ocean waves. There are not many places in Lawrence to see the landline this much. This was a good experience that the beautiful scene was allowed just for me. I felt being very unique at that moment. I had an interaction with outdoor environment on the spot as seeing the changing shadows of cloud casted on my book. I could see the time movement as I read a book and thought of the moment that I occupied this space as mine. All of sudden, I seemed to be a certain fragment of the long history of Watson library. I could read a book and a time by the antique scent from old books and the old building materials. As I was getting familiar with it, I could interpenetrate myself into the exotic moment. That was a space of solitude. I could only hear the sound of flipping book pages and footsteps that was made by people who explored books. The silence setting over the book collection area magnified the small amount of sound and turned it into a musical amusement for my ear. It emphasized my existence much more than any other place. This emotional involvement made that space as my space. The desk of study carrel was small but large enough to cover the range of a person’s activities. The ceiling height of the book collection room where the carrel was located was very low, because this library was aged almost one hundred years. But I thought this height was very human scaled to create a comfort zone in contrast with the lounge hall having the high ceiling and the huge size of area. You would experience the transition of space as going through the door that leads to the book stacking zone away from the lounge area. This is a seclusive space to allow oneself to enjoy the pleasure of being very private. The meaning of seclusion can be different depending on a personal tendency when understanding spaces. However, these multiple sensory experiences that I mentioned above can be a common experience. Finally, I suggest to you again; would you like to be ready for adventuring this “ rabbit hole?“