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  1. Tillicum on Stalashen
    Tillicum on Stalashen at |

    re: “on those days when I have to take my huge stacks of home magazines to the thrift store, I am usually quivering at letting them go (what if there’s the perfect idea for Something in that pile, the very thing that I don’t even know I need to do yet?)” / C.F.

    For years I kept boxes of National Geographic mags for the very ‘eventual’ purpose you mention.
    I had even rescued dozens of these from recycling dumpsters! What kind of person would just
    ‘throw away’ N-Geo magazines?

    I was going to make the most interesting collages ever imagined.
    Alas, it was not to be.
    It was with great hesitation I took the whole lot of them to the Sally Ann, where they joined
    their ilk to sit on shelves waiting for the next great collager (is that a verb?) to arrive.

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  2. Laurie
    Laurie at |

    Interesting post. The jury is still out for me in Pinterest (funny, I should go find a pic of a jury and pin it, eh?). If I remember the intention of Pinterest, which is really to be a visual bookmarking system for things I want to come back to later or re-share at a later date in a different context, it works very well. But there’s nothing more annoying, pointless and schadenfreud-inducing then searching for say, George Takei’s (http://pinterest.com/search/?q=george+takei), and seeing the sheer volume of repetitive images. Who needs to be a nanobot echo? I imagine super-popular pinners creating the effect of an endless radio signal bouncing out into the universe ad infinitum. It was bad enough before wondering what an alien race would think of our species if it tapped into a stream from the 70’s… I fear an ever-escalating rise of vapidity that should have us all pausing before pinning.

    So, well-curated content (I would love to be able to look at all your france images on one board) has its place!

    ps. when we went to a small village outside of Montelimar to see an old Monastery (overlooking nuclear power plants, alarmingly, right at the time the reactors failed in Japan; we sat on the train for half a day with two Americans who worked for the French nuclear conglomerate – tres interesting, but I digress) Diane stepped into this ancient monastic space, held her hands out a la Indian meditation style and moaned a lamenting prayer to the parking gods of France for an unforgettable irreverent moment eau extraordinaire… and we never lacked for a parking spot for the rest of the trip.

    Thanks for all the beautiful pictures, they are taking me back.

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  3. Dora Dueck
    Dora Dueck at |

    Recently, at a workshop put on by The Writers’ Union of Canada about the ins and outs of being one’s own publicist (even if published), one of the presenters was raving to get us on to Pinterest. I took a look and had the feeling you’ve described, that it might be more time-sucking than really useful in terms of making connections (not that it’s all about connections, but you know what I mean, in the context she was describing). Kudos to you for paring back. — That endless tension between living our lives and looking at it, a good way of putting it! — I enjoy FB but also find myself having to take “fasts” from it, as a kind of restoration of the self. — Anyways, love the photos! Those tree-lined roads, wow. For now you get to live it, I have to just look, boo hoo.

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  4. Carol Wiebe
    Carol Wiebe at |

    We can gobble pictures just like we gobble food–in a daze, without really thinking. Good for you to take control of the situation.

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