tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17054478349219566542024-02-07T16:18:19.690+11:00i am because we areobsessive and sporadic by turnsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-75684154280659443942013-05-21T15:20:00.000+10:002013-05-21T15:20:09.068+10:00spent<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb9V5j0G5AQkn6cH2G4GXL8o2RpT6UE6gscWQECeJL8ZrzteYZswtAies6d4EWz4oIDEPD9tTVoNJcNMGtiMkPME3H_ih-sc-rmi1J8TZACnhwc0aTEIhRaeChkzf-_CYevK59Y2M-Xfo/s1600/130521lily1P2.jpg" /><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">lily petals from my mothers day bouquet …<br />
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they have been sitting in a delicate pile on the windowsill by the sink … patiently waiting for a sunny day</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">inky colours like jeweled beetle carapaces … fibrous venation dried to rippled delicacy<br />
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<div class="newspaper" style="text-align: left;">(so upon reading it back, this post is feeling very 'waaaaah!' white-middle-class-thirty-year-old-problems … but it think it's important for me to get it out and have it somewhere. so that if i ever start to notice the obsessive outweighing the sporadic again i can come back here and remind myself to stop … to snap-out-of-it … to remember to balance the two sides of my nature.)<br />
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so … instagram.<br />
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<strike>i think i may have been addicted.</strike> i was addicted … and it's so so easy to get that way because there are so many crazy-gorgeous amazing inspiring people in there … and so many awesome hashtags to play with … and everyone is so sweet and kind and supportive. it was a whirlwind romance … but then (without realising it in the beginning) things started to get done purely for instagram … and things that should have been happening (like housework and playing with small people and doting on my husband and making the things i wanted to make) just stopped. <br />
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because unlike blogging where the commenting is off in an email waiting for a response later … with instagram they're all THERE! … and i was finding them impossible to ignore. when i only had fifty followers it was ok. it was easy to say something back to everyone who had something lovely to say … but it started to get harder and harder. people would say things that i wanted to chitchat with them about … but i felt like i should say something to everyone else who'd left a smiley or a 'love' in the comments above (because that's what i'd always done) and then it would all seem too hard so i'd not. and i'd get to the end of the day having posted five or six shots and then (because that's what i'd always done) feel obligated to spend several hours replying 'thank you' to smileys and 'love's.<br />
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my love put up with it for quite a while … because he could see the good things that were coming from it … but then there was an argument … and it helped me realise that i'd been doing things the wrong way. (well really i think i knew all along in the back of my mind … but i was trying to ignore the little voices telling me that things were becoming silly.)<br />
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so i stopped. i took a week long insta-cation … and i felt like i really was on holidays.<br />
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oh there was some documenting … but only things that seemed truly worthy. not the on-the-treadmill-must-produce-something frenzy that i'd felt previously. only things that i really WANTED to do (and then take photos of) … and all the time taken up with the 'thank you'-ing was put to much better use. <br />
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it was amazing! <br />
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and i've learned a few things … <br />
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i was holding myself to a standard that i wasn't holding others to. if i drop a 'love' or a smiley on someone's shot it's a bit like a second 'like' … i don't expect a response. i doubt i'd remember where i'd left those kinds of comments most of the time, much less expect a return comment. but i made myself FEEL like i had to say 'thank you' to everyone who did the same to me. <br />
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i created a sense of obligation within myself to produce a certain number of shots in a day … regardless of feeling that way inclined or not. purely because i'd HAD days when i had felt that way inclined … when the flow was in high gear and things just seemed to effortlessly roll from one idea to another. i think perhaps i was afraid that if i had a quiet day it meant the inspiration had left me … a desperate scrabble to claw back that gorgeous sense of flow.<br />
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i was letting fear of hurting peoples feelings online stop me from operating in a sensible, rational, appropriate way at home with the three shiniest people in my world.<br />
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and finally … i'm a total nutbag!<br />
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so i'm going to stop being a nutbag (in the bad sense … i'm pretty sure i'll always be a bit nutbag-y). instead of running on autopilot on instagram and in the real world, i'm going to say 'thank you' by being a more measured in my posting … quality over quantity … by thinking harder about my commenting to others … by responding to comments that spark my interest and feel like they may start conversations. i'm going to do things in my life that i can instagram if i choose … play with my kidos … dote on my husband … make things … because they're the thing that really make me happy and most of all they're the important things (along with keeping on top of the laundry … i guess).</div><br />
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<div class="newspaper" style="text-align: left;">phew! congratulations … you made it to the end of my novella! <br />
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so … because i've had a few people comment to me that they struggle with insta-obsession a bit too, i guess i'm hoping to maybe start a little dialogue (with this slice of how-i-really-feel). perhaps how-i-really-feel might help someone else take a closer look at how-they-really-feel … please please add something if you'd like to. i'd love to hear if you've felt the same … or completely different … (or just wanna tell me to get over it!)</div><br />
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… xx </div><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-36885552091554972332013-05-08T15:27:00.000+10:002013-05-08T15:27:02.072+10:00featured … (!)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cyGv-gl2pBMZGTLRldVR4ARtuKrt05U_glTx7MLTA6gqrSXyXRkNJQ9l2_4gswuMnQhM-lq7EDjXn9Zt-E4nksuKk_lBQ4YsnB37852K1ByhgYfNmBEUqQkN9wHYrQmWyM05h1ZY0ds/s1600/130508BlogFeature1L1.jpg" /></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">the exceptionally sweet and lovely georgina of <a href="http://www.perpetual-one.com.au/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">perpetual one</a> …<br />
has written some very very nice things about me over on her blog today … you should go look … <br />
if indeed there are any of you still hanging about here (!) … <br />
go on … shoo … off you go … <a href="http://www.perpetual-one.com.au/2013/05/anna-of-iambecauseweare-local-talent.html" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">it's right here</a>!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-42142949446752566572013-03-24T10:52:00.000+11:002013-03-24T10:52:09.453+11:00dear blog<div style="text-align: center;">
oh you poor neglected thing … </div>
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i'm so very sorry to have left you languishing for so long. </div>
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i have been thinking about you recently. </div>
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about how best to make use of you. </div>
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about a makeover. </div>
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about many things but mainly just thinking … </div>
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it's coming together in my brain. </div>
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all the little pieces … </div>
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in that epemeral half formed way that sometimes happens. </div>
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i'm feeling i'll be back again soonish … xx</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-69291792010201664572013-01-01T09:47:00.000+11:002013-01-01T09:47:00.358+11:00resolving<div style="text-align: center;">to be present in the moment ... whatever it requires of me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to practice silliness </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to walk weekly (and eat less sugar)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to speak mindfully or not at all</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to stop comparing ... it is the thief of joy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to think less and do more</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to be kinder (mainly to myself)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to let go of perfection</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to maintain places for my brain to rest</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> to <a href="http://linkwithlove.typepad.com/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">link with love</a> ... i'm looking at you pinterest boards!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-16653937462717311262012-12-28T10:29:00.000+11:002012-12-28T10:29:19.900+11:00a conversation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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me: here, let me wipe your mits</div>
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her: no mummy, not mits, hands</div>
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do you <a href="http://instagram.com/iambcwer/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">instagram</a>? </div>
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i'm a little bit obsessed ... i think my fifty-two posts will be migrating there in 2013</div>
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you can find me there as iambcwer</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-12641343524272248672012-12-20T17:49:00.000+11:002012-12-20T17:49:32.817+11:00nanna delux<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimboBxM48068JF0AAp0vAQtkvrUKAGM8OLSHWvJwYmD-MDARZP9lpMTPSADz3qM0zljwFQQVVP9pYhTHyegZKHhi4mYAZwhj5xp6-bW0A2LumEHkbBSm-6eC3gXWAN17nZjvSOUxeXDBA/s1600/121221NannaDelux1P1.jpg" /></div><br />
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</style> </div><div class="newspaper" style="text-align: left;">i made this little tea cosy for my love for his birthday, from a pattern in <a href="http://www.grandpurlbaa.com/grandpurlbaa/Books.html" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">really wild tea cosies</a> by loani prior. he's been complaining for so long that we didn't have one that i just had to ... what grown man complains about the lack of a teacosy anyway?!<br />
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it's a simple pattern to follow, being mainly various sized granny squares in single colours. i used jo sharp <a href="http://www.knit.net.au/hand-knitting-yarn/silkroad-dk-tweed-balls" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">silkroad dk tweed</a> yarn in magnolia, peppercorn and treasure colourways and <a href="http://www.knit.net.au/hand-knitting-yarn/classic-dk-wool-balls" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">classic dk wool</a> in teal and navy colourways (incidentally, when i went to double check the colour names, i've just noticed that they're both on sale on the jo sharp knit website).<br />
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i added some little ties at the top instead of stitching it together as the pattern suggests. our teapot seemed to be a little shorter and fatter than specified and i was worried that i wouldn't be able to squoosh it in when full of boiling hot tea.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">i'm playing along with everyone at <a href="http://blogs.kidspot.com.au/villagevoices/category/my-creative-space/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">my creative space</a>. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-2465583703096339732012-12-19T16:42:00.000+11:002012-12-19T16:43:04.265+11:00make it // easy peasy paper ornaments<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLzPkLyPvoWTbzsZZiOd0HPDPv8XznjzSOJmor9UO_Z-PsWPK39btN2ZzQ-fyWq3aOifquHFL03Jf4BKTEe6TtlOJax3ARvfv1IztG12mTPSI1qoyuZ9mz_Ka0A1pamSHDdjns_KNdzk/s1600/121220Ornaments1P1.jpg" /></div><br />
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that year my mum gifted me all of the ornaments that she had amassed over the years on my behalf. i'm not sure if it was her intention in the beginning, but it became a bit of a tradition for my younger siblings and i to receive an ornament as part of our gift wrap, or in our stockings each christmas.<br />
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now that i have my own little family i've been thinking a bit harder about updating our plastic ornaments. replacing them with hand crafted ones that i can hand on to the kidlets when they are grown and putting up their own christmas trees. i'm hoping to begin my own tradition and make something for or with the kids each year.<br />
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these sweet little paper pine cone ornaments are my first attempt at something stylish and home made. they're super quick to whip up, look gorgeous on the tree and would also look lovely as part of the wrapping on a gift for someone special.</div><a name='more'></a><br />
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1 // pretty paper<br />
(this is actually a sample of <a href="http://www.porterspaints.com/wallpapers/designer-for-porters/catherine-martin/mokum-antique-lace-10788" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">wallpaper</a> from porters paints designer collection. <br />
the design is mokum antique lace by catherine martin in champagne colourway)<br />
2 // a circular punch<br />
(this one is about 20mm in diameter)<br />
3 // a couple of cheap plastic ornaments.<br />
(these are about 50mm in diameter)<br />
4 // some twine to replace the existing cheap and nasty gold string <br />
(if desired)<br />
5 // sheets of paper with text <br />
(or whatever really, pictures from magazines to match your christmas colour theme would be lovely too)<br />
6 // a hot glue gun</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">1 // cut out a whole heap of little circles from your chosen papers.<br />
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2 // pull the tops off the ornaments (if possible) and replace the strings if desired. <br />
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3 // mark some guide lines on your ornament if you're super worried about neatness <br />
(i actually didn't end up paying all that much attention to mine <br />
and i think it would have been better to mark horizontal bands to indicate the spacing between the rows)<br />
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4 // plug in your glue gun and start gluing!<br />
you only need a tiny dab of glue on the ornament where you will place the top of each circle.<br />
remember to tuck the last circle under the first circle of the row when you reach the end.<br />
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5 // for the final row, clip some notches out of your circles with the punch<br />
so you can tuck them up nice and close to the neck of the ornament.<br />
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6 // glue the hanger back on.<br />
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ta-da!</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">look out shadow ... it's me.</div><br />
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one hundred and eighty // the reach ... he so wants to be moving</div>
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nine hundred and sixty-six // santa ... not so sure (at the playgroup christmas party)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-74623130688922895402012-11-30T10:41:00.000+11:002012-11-30T10:41:40.787+11:00interesting things<div style="text-align: center;">keen to extend your life expectancy? go take the blue zone <a href="http://apps.bluezones.com/vitality/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">vitality compass</a> test. i want to read the book too.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">13 little-known <a href="http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/144712" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">punctuation marks</a> we should be using.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">artwork about <a href="http://www.treehugger.com/kitchen-design/saving-food-fridge-it-will-taste-better-may-even-last-longer-and-reduce-your-energy-bills.html" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">food storage</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">super cool <a href="http://www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_black_bear" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">bear hibernation</a> facts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">why you should let your kids loose on the <a href="http://www.jamieglowacki.com/scotch-tape" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">sticky tape</a>.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-4588817944686630552012-11-27T15:39:00.002+11:002012-11-27T15:39:33.074+11:00fifty-two<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilAEVIygEZqdEPPBqubvuvWEmvXt8ZyLfghusQ_J07aWXK1JNNAEW65sLqq7wNZQkSAPgFRe7X9VhmMddd7DgkjW-_8-bzZbKZ3-sVE-S6QU5mQwGIzqtMPA3qCaRJHuJFCkNqWsCJkoc/s1600/121127fifyytwo2P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">nine hundred and fifty-nine // first time helping to set up the christmas tree ... </div><div style="text-align: center;">there are a large number of baubles clustered between the bottom of the tree and as-high-as-a-two-year-old-can-reach.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">one hundred and sixty-five // texture fiend ... i remember m. going through a phase like this. </div><div style="text-align: center;">he's been flinging himself out of my arms in his rush to scratch at the couch fabric.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-7348216456087940092012-11-22T17:38:00.000+11:002012-11-22T17:38:11.698+11:00in progress // a gift<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgX8__wNh7ASSTfxl4sA8rAflfY_sNBRKiPLKS5wTRsPg2BUctihLEFFqYezIFT5a-tRUpPLsE1eJ94tba_iKv09QwZfei49oj21YNgjsT_1OgLq5vAbogzCATeFRv4ySOqjO03W26Fnc/s1600/121122Cosy1P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">working away on something for someone (can't be too specific, you never know who will drop by the blog for a sticky and when)<br />
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this is delicious jo sharp classic dk wool and silkroad dk tweed. i'm in love with the colours.<br />
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i'm playing along with everyone at <a href="http://blogs.kidspot.com.au/villagevoices/category/my-creative-space/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">my creative space</a>. <br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-3661814749744777462012-11-20T13:49:00.000+11:002012-11-20T13:49:00.593+11:00inspire // nurtureshock<div style="text-align: left;"><style type="text/css">
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<div class="newspaper" style="text-align: left;">i can't remember how i found <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NurtureShock" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">nurtureshock by po bronson and ashley merryman</a>, but it's a fascinating read. so fascinating that i couldn't put it down. i read from 7:00pm when the kidlets went to bed till 12:00am that night (and paid for it the next day mind you).<br />
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the authors have drawn upon an enormous volume of research (the list of selected sources and references seems almost as long as the text itself) conducted into the behavioural psychology and neuroscience of children and adolescents to pull together a collection of essays. each one thoroughly and logically explains why a commonly held belief about the way children and teenagers operate is totally incorrect.<br />
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in chapter one they deal with the logical belief that it's good to tell your children how clever they are ... and why that's totally the wrong thing to do. it seems that you're better off telling them they tried really hard, put in a lot of effort or did great work. because those are all things within the child's control, while being smart is not. kids who are told they're smart tend to underestimate their abilities and lack confidence when tackling new and unfamiliar tasks. they also underrate the importance of effort.<br />
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i found this a bit of a revelation, because i do remember feeling this way as a teenager. i'd always been told i was clever in primary school and most academic things came easily (with the exception of reading time on an analogue clock and spelling). when i hit high school i was a little fish in a big pond and most of the time i felt like a fraud. <br />
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i have a very strong memory of sitting at my desk thinking to myself that i just must not be as smart as all the other girls in my maths c class, that i had reached the limit of my genetic potential when it came to intelligence. i seriously wish that i knew then what i know now ... i can't say for sure that i would actually have chosen to apply myself any better than i did, but it would have cut out a whole lot of angst and self-pity!<br />
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as for the rest of the book, i'll let the chapter headings speak for themselves... <br />
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the inverse power of praise: sure he's special. but new research suggests if you tell him that, you'll ruin him. it's a neurobiological fact.<br />
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the lost hour: around the world, children get an hour less sleep than they did thirty years ago. the cost: iq points, emotional well-being, adhd and obesity<br />
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why white parents don't talk about race: does teaching children about race and skin colour make them better off or worse?<br />
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why kids lie: we may treasure honesty, but the research is clear. most classic strategies to promote truthfulness just encourage kids to be better liars.<br />
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the search for intelligent life in kindergarten: millions of kids are competing for seats in gifted programs and private schools. admission officers say it's an art: new science says they're wrong, 73% of the time.<br />
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the sibling effect: freud was wrong. shakespeare was right. why siblings really fight.<br />
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the science of teen rebellion: why, for adolescents, arguing with adults is a sign of respect, not disrespect–and arguing is constructive to the relationship, not destructive.<br />
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can self-control be taught? developers of a new kind of preschool keep losing their grant money–the students are so successful they're no longer "at-risk enough" to warrant further study. what's their secret?<br />
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plays well with others: why modern involved parenting has failed to produce a generation of angels.<br />
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why hannah talks and alyssa doesn't: despite scientists' admonitions, parents still spend billions every year on gimmicks and videos, hoping to jump-start infants' language skills. what's the right way to accomplish this goal? <br />
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plenty of food for thought!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-399653074822586912012-11-18T12:02:00.000+11:002012-11-18T12:02:00.682+11:00colour // windblown peach petals<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicAbioWwLNu8GP1yf-h6ZIXPWDGG6Obga-bmEgn9_b2zSVkvUOHhuXZB-WuIqQVN3dMDv6RtHJc4c8KO8tkgRNynckT3E_5waTtUBDEkUCtL9FcL5FMx8OXJi92t7tTXN7rq2gF1BbRUI/s1600/1211113PeachPetalsSW.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">pale // petal // brick</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-12507960448733398882012-11-17T12:50:00.000+11:002012-11-17T12:50:34.462+11:00fifty-two<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4GYSoV14hy5Nh2TWaWV45-QlL1DZUM2zL0QYd8hSGXsca-pl3_w8XFPX9uI_LUIJpAtdmFaJe8m-EADSqzugyWAXqHmxHhyJYicsJcE0p8njiW4Z6qpryORFh-aohlIAj6SvcFu5iv80/s1600/121117fifyytwo2P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">one hundred and fifty-four // my baby bird ... <br />
he's on solids full time now (despite my wanting to wait till six months) and a much happier little person for it.<br />
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nine hundred and fifty-one // pigtails (and) wheeeee. the end.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-23078308589150662122012-11-13T08:52:00.000+11:002012-11-13T08:52:00.576+11:00on the moon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2sJgikuo6lr0CP3V79A0TJoHQUWP8mWtHYe_1wAV7eJ2SO065xx_iXUSBtVLJF8oZZFv1CVYTBpe_GFO9pvU-5coRqaFfUXj9mgzf1zBfAlj2CRNPhi48VB5z8HF_QS2VFj5OSuH3YBs/s1600/121110Moon1P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">i showed her this photo taken at ngv kids corner.<br />
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she said:<br />
look mummy, m-lanlan's on the moon.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-34348888436684872792012-11-11T10:47:00.000+11:002012-11-11T10:47:00.126+11:00inspire // stickwork<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFGTvQyxn49IdD4ZUnpd1zhXrGMKeTP9ztyVeNhMLiZWbzfki1Btf-r6w0By_gXLFHtjNyJWn09gZUhKF02sbwtXTMmrY12664dSaSpRhCXzvzKN-_oVBIdMc61ztvEZ1Nq7ROP-4yT7o/s1600/121109Stickwork1P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">we took the kids into the city to have a look at the ngv kids corner at fed square and to check out stickwork by patrick dougherty. <br />
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the placement of the sitcks creates a swirling sense of movement which reminded me a lot of the way water can flaten long grass as it moves downhill towards a water course. i was also surprised by the variation in the colours of the willow bark. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">it's an amazing piece of construction and in my expereince, artworks you can touch, feel and walk around in are few and far between. stickwork will be in place utill early 2013, so there is plenty of time to check it out ... definitely worth a visit if you're nearby.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-22119674516943523812012-11-09T11:46:00.001+11:002012-11-09T11:46:08.442+11:00fifty-two<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCp-WP86uw7ESML5zdziUAlmqzTJWCsa0rrzYaufDAnIHS0sfKC_dt3BKlE9vlAaeUA3s9aPit4J33QR5wengnB6v92ugXLjwbd-b1eACf_hAYKXCj8dMO4-Yah1y3YaowBm97keCO0nA/s1600/121110fifyytwo2P1.jpg" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">nine hundred and twenty-eight // coming out the other side ... <br />
we started well, had an extremely rough patch on day three and four and now <br />
(after about two and a half weeks) <br />
i feel like i'm not intensely focused on every little hop, jiggle and twitch that she makes. <br />
(this <a href="http://www.jamieglowacki.com/" style="background-color: #e9ff28;">ebook</a> was extremely helpful, the free forum however, was not).<br />
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one hundred and forty-six // in the interest of accurate reporting ... <br />
i feel it's only fair to say that he does this a fairly large proportion of the time that he is awake ... <br />
lucky he's such a good sleeper or he'd have been given away free to a good home by now.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-37338365120789722492012-11-05T14:21:00.000+11:002012-11-05T14:21:00.240+11:00colour // toddler photography 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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inky // powder // dusky // bone // cocoa</div>
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<h4 style="text-align: right;">some current favourites</h4><div style="text-align: right;">cholokit (chocolate)</div><div style="text-align: right;">her-ie a cowlie (hairy maclary)</div><div style="text-align: right;">lello (yellow)</div><div style="text-align: right;">geego (there you go)</div><div style="text-align: right;">polie wolie (roly poly ... a somersault)</div><div style="text-align: right;">efelat (elephant)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><h4 style="text-align: left;">ones she's grown out of</h4><div style="text-align: left;">m-lanlan (her name) </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">one hundred and thirty-seven // solids ... <br />
he started watching my lunch with serious intensity as it made its way from plate to mouth. i just couldn't resist. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">nine hundred and thirty // this was the first time she'd ever asked to wear a particular piece of clothing <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">on the way, there is a small patch of countryside that is dotted all over with piles of boulders.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's difficult to take photos from the passenger seat of a speeding car.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03841273763036409573noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1705447834921956654.post-8772649267628250572012-10-21T11:27:00.002+11:002012-10-21T11:27:47.601+11:00fifty-two<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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one hundred and thirty-four // the ever expanding friction bald patch</div>
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