Kate Spencer

Create Your Life, you are doing it anyway…

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Out Of My Comfort Zone

Over the years I have had the privilege of being reminded who I am, and feeling what it means to be alive. Being self-employed this is regular occurrence as I get thrust out of my comfort zone. I recognize living on the edge as an entrepreneur, keeps me awake to the amazing possibilities available, that are easily ignored in the routine of an everyday work life. Today I noticed that normally I take the hit, or embark on a huge opportunity presented, knowing that I will be able to wrap my head around the change graduallly and find a way to get comfortable again with the new facts as they appear. I seek to get back into a safe secure place. Whether it is spacial, financial, or self defining, that is my process. I have tools and ideas that work for me to break down the details, with the objective of relaxing into the task at hand with certainty (as if there was any).

I declare as of this moment I am stepping into the more powerful place of self trust.  I am willing to remain uncomfortable and live in the space where anything that is presented to me can be addressed in the same moment, intuitively, objectively, without knowing how or when the specific details will fall into place. I am confident in my ability to bring my best, and admit my weaknesses to continue growing constantly and consciously as I do now everyday. I have surrendered to my life purpose. Now I choose to live it in every moment, with all the uncertainty that brings. Haaaaaaaaa

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Mythology and the Archetypical Healer

I had the good fortune to be in New York a few years ago in time to catch the nationally touring exhibition of Maurice Sendak’s orignil illustrations, just before the release of “Where the Wild Things Are” as a full feature film.

http://flic.kr/p/bL4Vxn

The Arts have the ability to reshape our reality, not just as a healing

anecdote or antidote, but are an experience. Areal experience that chances our individual concept about the world we live in.

I had difficulty understanding the quantum physical hypothesis that the reality is that there are multiple realities running side by side in any given moment. The theory is we select one as ours. This was a difficult idea for me to embrace until I looked at it room the literal sense - That each person in a room has a different perspective according to their physical position in the provided space. I talked my way out of two speeding tickets last month (two tickets, one instance), by pointing out to the officer, that his belief was based on where he saw me from.

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Reported from the Good Blog with my comments:

This is reportedly an incorrect perception that the use of libraries is dwindling. Use of the libraries is more important than ever for those who cannot afford to keep up with the rate of current hardware. Have you been to a library lately? I have, and admittedly it was only to put up some posters, because everything I need is more accessible at home. Meanwhile, the libraries are busy, with the look of a Mac Store, there are people everywhere, accessing publicly available resources. I would say they were thriving, except that they are not. They are clearly underfunded, and their atmospheres are depressing with the look of dirty warn-out facilities. It is time to reinvest in the libraries, but not because we need to get people back in them, because we need to bring them back up to a self-respecting standard for the people who are already there.
Did I say that I love the idea below ??? : )
A Library for the Subway- Adele Peters posted in Design, Product Design and Technology
Let’s say you’re stuck on the F train, trying to ignore the person coughing on you, a screaming baby, and a someone staring creepily. (No, I’m not describing my morning). Wish you hadn’t forgotten a book? Here’s an interesting idea from a group of design students: using tech to bring you the first 10 pages of a popular book on your phone, and then telling you the nearest public library where you can go pick up the actual book. Nice way to possibly get more people back in libraries.

Reported from the Good Blog with my comments:

This is reportedly an incorrect perception that the use of libraries is dwindling. Use of the libraries is more important than ever for those who cannot afford to keep up with the rate of current hardware. Have you been to a library lately? I have, and admittedly it was only to put up some posters, because everything I need is more accessible at home. Meanwhile, the libraries are busy, with the look of a Mac Store, there are people everywhere, accessing publicly available resources. I would say they were thriving, except that they are not. They are clearly underfunded, and their atmospheres are depressing with the look of dirty warn-out facilities. It is time to reinvest in the libraries, but not because we need to get people back in them, because we need to bring them back up to a self-respecting standard for the people who are already there.

Did I say that I love the idea below ??? : )

A Library for the Subway
Adele Peters posted in Design, Product Design and Technology

Let’s say you’re stuck on the F train, trying to ignore the person coughing on you, a screaming baby, and a someone staring creepily. (No, I’m not describing my morning). Wish you hadn’t forgotten a book? Here’s an interesting idea from a group of design students: using tech to bring you the first 10 pages of a popular book on your phone, and then telling you the nearest public library where you can go pick up the actual book. Nice way to possibly get more people back in libraries.

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A Memorial Effort Spans Decades and Generations

"It was to be the largest sculpture in the world: a granite portrait of a Sioux leader on horseback whittled out of a mountain in the Black Hills here. In scale and complexity, the carving would dwarf the imposing collection of presidential profiles on nearby Mount Rushmore."

My brother flicked me an email about this article. This mountain sculpture site was one of the places we visited along with Mount Rushmore more than forty years ago now. I don’t remember the extent to which they had progressed at the time, but I remember their vision, outlined as the completed goal. I  could have drawn you a picture of the intended sculptor al these years later, before revisiting it with a look at this link. The objective was clearly represented, and it is what stuck in my mind. I was able to see it. I post it hear as a reference, because it represents the dedication and stubborn conviction often required for achievements in the Arts. In most cases, the time and money required outweigh any practical application of logic.

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The air we breath

Flimmaker Kathleen Gallagher has just released her latest documentary called “Sky Whisperers” interviewing a variety of experts in the science of our atmosphere. In it Dr. Susan Krumdieck, who studies Mechanical and Aerospace Engineering, talks about the moment she noticed a shocking difference between the quality of the air we breath today and that of previous generations. The problem is we can’t put a price on that. The shocking thing is that most of us have barely notice, and we find it acceptable.

We need to be told what to do, that it will make a difference, and then if it does. One thing that has become clear over the last two decades is that there are few companies, and fewer governments that are prepared to take responsibility. It is time we start applauding and rewarding the ones that do with respect to our business as usual. We can choose to use products other than BP petrol, and Nestle coffee or chocolate. I am a consumer of these types of products who still chooses to purchase elsewhere.

Below is the link to sign the latest New Zealand petition attempting to sustain life as we know it here. It is what prompted me to write this post in exasperation. Of course I have more important this to be doing right now. This is an issue that should not even be entering our minds, let alone urgent discussion. The Hector Dolphin is one of the biggest attractions for tourists visiting NZ. I drive up an down the country every month in person, so take it from me our unique wildlife is what makes them jump and come running. New Zealanders take the dolphin’s and the seals for granted. The seals are cute and smelly, and there are plenty of them. Most importantly, they can be found elsewhere. Would somebody please remind the New Zealand Government that you can’t put a price on things that don’t exist elsewhere. Mining Coal for other countries to use while we ban it here is not only hypocritical, it is such incredibly shortsighted, small thinking, I don’t get it! Would someone tell me the facts that I must be missing…

New Zealand PM @johnkeypm to stop net fishing and mining in their only home: http://www.avaaz.org/en/petition/Save_The_Maui_Dolphin/?wAhglab

Save The Maui's Dolphin

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Wearable Arts

Tickets for the International Wearable Arts exhibition have just gone on sale, and what an annual event it is! I have only been once myself, but each year I think about going and who to go with. Last year, I heard there were some tickets left when I was passing through Wellington, and I thought ‘I must pay more attention’, remembering that the main obstacle is to get there from wherever you are.

The show goes from strength to strength being held up as an example of what can evolve if you hang in there long enough. People fly in from all over the country, and I’m sure come from places around the world to see it. Each year it inspires local groups to spark up small spin-off events, and wearable art window dressing is displayed in storefronts all over New Zealand for the duration. I have had the privilege of meeting many artists and gifted crafts people who have been finalists and winners over the years. It seems everyone in the country thinks about having a go.

The beauty of the Wearable Arts event, now grown to fill the arena in Wellington to capacity for the better part of two weeks, is that it began as a community event. It had involved so many people in the Nelson region for years, whether they be in the capacity of dressers or models, everyone seemed to be involved as a form of contestant or part of the crew. I am sure it brought the community together significantly as a whole. It certainly put Nelson on the map.

What remains so special is the richness of the multi-leveled experience, which incorporates both contest and spectacular production. The eventing entertainment combines the colour and textile of extravagant mixed media costume with playful exploration an expression of what is possible for each garment. There is a circus-like element of surprise, as literally anything goes. Just trying to work out how and went I’m going to get there.

http://www.worldofwearableart.com/wow-story/flash

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Eye Study in Pencil by `nimra
This came up in my dashboard and I couldn’t resist it… I also love to study the beauty already there in our everyday vision. What a miracle it is. Fantastic drawing…

Eye Study in Pencil by `nimra

This came up in my dashboard and I couldn’t resist it… I also love to study the beauty already there in our everyday vision. What a miracle it is. Fantastic drawing…

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Sex in the City

Searching my own name, I came across the blog below by Kate Spencer. As a girl who grow up in NY, I have always wondered who came up with the culture of Sex in the City, and what planet they came from. After years of correcting the impression of New York that people have from that show, I brought three of my close friends home to New York with me…in Sept 2011. I told them it would be nothing like the TV show. To my amazement our first night in Manhattan could not have made me more wrong.

We went to a fantastic french restaurant on the upper west side, and decided to go for a stroll through Lincoln Center on the way home. How was I to know it was the launch night of Fashion Week. The plaza was being used for running a fashion show with its fountain as the centerpiece. Crossing the street with us before we even reached the spot, were the editors of Vogue directly recognizable from the recent film ‘September Issue’. We could only have topped it by seeing Sarah Jessica Parker. The next night on our way to a Broadway show we decided to come down from the subway via Fifth Avenue. For this second occasion uptown, we found live models on the streets and in the shop windows while champagne was being offered just inside the doors. We seemed to be the only people in the street not dressed up to the nines for the occasion. My friends by this time a little embarrassed by their preparation, until we reached 42nd Street and the more ‘Normal Crowd’. For years I have been waiting for someone else to say, “This is a TV show…that is not what it’s like in NYC” Thank you Kate, pleased to make your acquaintance. Perhaps with some good fortune one day we will meet.

If you’ve read this far and you are still interested in the topic, please read what another Kate Spencer wrote:

katespencer:

[Warning: TLDR]

Tonight on Twitter I stumbled upon Julia Allison’s NY Post op-ed titled “A warning to a new generation of women — don’t let ‘Sex and the City’ ruin your life.” (Co-written with her friend Julia Price.) At first I was like “huh,” and then I skimmed it and was like “UGH,” and then I read it and was like “I SHOULD REALLY SPEND TIME INTENDED FOR WORK ON RESPONDING TO THIS ON MY TUMBLR.” Because I found it all sorts of horrifying and insulting and wrong, and also this Jennifer Lawrence fashion post/gallery can wait another 30 minutes, right?

The overall problem I find with their open letter to “women” - besides the fact that it’s referencing a TV show that ended 8 years ago about women twice the age of most college grads - is that is speaks to a demographic I hardly ever encountered in NYC. Are there tube-top dress wearing, Pink Elephant frequenting, banker-flirting women in NY? Sure. Are most of the women living/moving to the city only interested in those things? NO. So please allow me to speak to the rest of the female population who might also feel slighted or offended by the Julias’ out-of-touch words of “wisdom.”

The Julias: Both of us moved to New York City at age 22 and trust me, we were “sooooo Carrie Bradshaw!” We had all the energy in the world to network, hustle, apartment search on Craigslist again and again and again, and of course there’s dating; the patience to go out with guys who brag about getting a table next to John Mayer at Pink Elephant and expensing their thousand-dollar liquor tab on their JP Morgan accounts (hey, it was 2006). We would tolerate these guys because of the free group-dinner invites where we shared a meal with young wannabee Tory Burches, Noah Tepperburgs and, of course, five Ford models. Why? We were so eager to learn this world; anxious to suck it all in.

I too moved to New York at 22. I had all the energy in the world to work 40 hours a week making $10/hour at a retail store, intern twice a week at a documentary film production company and take improv classes at UCB. I drank pitchers of beer at McManus and nerded out about comedy and walked across the Brooklyn Bridge at night and dated a guy in a terrible band who wore really old Adidas and nerded out about comedy some more. I spent every night rehearsing improv and spent every day working. The only people I knew who worked at JP Morgan were temps.

Also: using people for free dinners? Just, no. That’s a gross thing to do to anyone, unless you’re starving.

The Julias: If you want to be in the scene, you’ve got to stay in the scene. We had to go out nearly every night just to maintain being considered for these invites. The drinks, the cabs, the clothes — pretty soon you’ve maxed out your credit cards.

Or…you don’t spend money. You take on a second job to afford the improv classes (or painting, or acting, or law school, or whatever) you’re hooked on. When I was broke, which was all the time, I’d climb up the fire escape to the roof of my Fort Greene apartment building and drink wine with my two roommates as we stared at the skyline. We shared a railroad apartment and didn’t have cable or air conditioning or a buzzer. I walked 15 minutes to the train each way because who can afford to take cabs when they’re 22? I ate a lot of cheap pizza and cooked a lot of rice and beans. It was one of the happiest times of my life.

The Julias: Want four friends that get together every week for brunch? Dream on…Often the biggest fantasy of “Sex and the City” wasn’t the apartments or the lovers — it was the friendships.

The strongest thing I took away from 10 years in New York were my friendships - both the new ones I formed and the old ones that intensified. We supported each other’s creative and professional pursuits, attended each others gallery openings, open mics, improv shows, art school events, graduations, weddings and baby showers. We went to a lot of bad bars and weird parties and ate a lot of Veselka. We toasted each other and embraced the connection we felt despite the different paths we were on. When my mom was diagnosed with cancer and passed away 8 months later, the support I received from my friends in NYC was unparalleled and unconditional. If anything, the love between the four SATC ladies is the most real thing about the series.

And what’s most absurd about this argument is that Julia and Julia are writing this article as female friends who met in NYC while insisting that female friendship in NYC is a fantasy. [h/t to Tara for pointing this out.]

The Julias: Every woman comes to New York to be Carrie. No one wants to be Charlotte, Miranda or Samantha. 

REALLY? Do I even need to respond to this?! Because all I want in life are some sensible but stylish shoes and mom hair and a Park Slope brownstone and a kind husband with a New York accent and a good kid and a small wedding in a West Village park and a closet full of power suits. (Yes, I want to be Miranda. What of it.) I’d also be okay with chocolate-y mermaid hair or the world’s most satisfying sex life. And if you’re coming to NYC to be a TV character, you’re doing it wrong.

The Julias: Less talked about is the way the city eats at your soul. At 22, the world is your oyster. At 25, the 40-year-old investment banker is looking over your shoulder at the next 22-year-old. If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere, but how many really do? And even if you’ve “made it,” you’re met not with accolades but glares. A city with “new” thrives on impatience and jealousy; sometimes you feel like everyone’s an intern or a has-been.

At no point in my life has the world being my oyster ever involved a man, much less a 40-year-old investment banker. The fact that they’re equating “making it” to landing a rich dude infuriates me to no end. Never once in this piece do The Julias talk about internships (except to complain about everyone being one), career goals, education, intellectual or creative pursuits and passions, which - in my opinion - are what gives New York the energy that makes it like no other city in the world.

Also this is the point in reading their piece when I barfed in my mouth. 

The Julias: New York City is f - - - ing exhausting. Sounds obvious, but we wonder how many women who moved here in the last 15 years learned that lesson the hard way, who have ended their “Sex” fantasy not in syndication but one step away from the sanatorium?

Yes, sure. Living in NYC is tiring - for all people. But insinuating that it makes us gals crazy is just dumb and perpetuating weird hysteria stereotypes from 1900. I walked a mile a day to the subway while 9 months pregnant and managed to keep my meltdowns to a minimum, thank you. Give the women of New York some credit - our greatest asset is staying calm and cool amid the madness of the city.

The Julias: We made the move to Los Angeles this past October, and it’s been positive in every way. We used to get stressed about how everyone seems so much more relaxed out here, but now we’ve become those same chill West Coast people. Why? Because it’s easier. Turns out you can get the same amount of work done, but people know how to switch off. They know how to get outside, take hiking meetings, dedicate time to people. There’s a creative energy flourishing that seemed to be stifled in New York.

Funny, I moved to LA in September. I feel relaxed here too! I’m quite happy in Los Angeles, despite how devastated I initially was to leave NYC. And yes, it’s easier to drive to Costco and Target and hang out at friends’ houses. Sure, the outdoors are more accesible due to LA’s 24/7 glorious weather, but I find New Yorkers just as - if not more - committed to experiencing nature in whatever way they can. At 5AM on a Saturday Central Park is packed with runners, while the Silverlake Reservoir sits empty until 8AM.

I’ve found both Los Angeles and New York to be exciting, motivating and inspiring places to live and work. And let it be known that LA has many exhausting elements - traffic, parking, apartment buildings that also involve walking up numerous flights stairs. As for this “stifled” creative energy they claim is in NYC, well - MANY of the successful people I know (some who now live/work in LA) spent years in New York working on their craft while temping, waiting tables, babysitting and bartending. By insinuating otherwise, you’re insulting the thousands of twenty-somethings who move to the edges of the outer boroughs, work crappy jobs and eat frozen veggie burgers at every meal just to pursue their passions. 

Also, what person with half a brain believes that what they see on television at all equates to real life? That, dear Julias, is what I consider “one step away from the sanatorium.”