Animation FTW...

The Beauty of Pixar from Leandro Copperfield on Vimeo.

This video, originally spotted on Tralalere!, is dedicated to my brother-in-law John. Someday we'll be watching his rad movies, but until that time comes... the beauty of Pixar.

And yes, I know that I'm a sucker for mash-ups. And for cartoons ...errr, animated films.

You Can Call Me Poppy... If You Want To

via Bitte Ein Kuss

Another day in my better late than never blooming life.

Glad Tidings...

Courtesy Bitte Ein Kuss.

I know that, ironically, the holiday season can be really stressful for people. I hope that you're able to find a moment to be this happy at least a few times....

In related joyous news!

Yesterday, on my walk home from a lovely lunch out with my dear friends Lydia and MaSovaida, I saw something that totally blew my mind. So much so that it gripped my heart and burst it wide open.

I saw parrots in the trees just in front of my house! Actual live parrots - wild parrots! This is so amazing! And they were so beautiful... and free.

Sigh... I'm probably using too many exclamation points - but the only time I see parrots at home is in a pet store or in my grandfather's aviary. I guess I just didn't know that they could be wild ...and somehow more pure and essential for it.

As you were.

Portable...

The photographer.

The head's up.

Cheers.

This kind of makes me wish that my primary mode of transportation was a bicycle. For one or two, I'm flexible. But yeah... if my bike were this tricked out, I don't think I'd have ever given it up.

April Revisited...

In April some very dear friends of mine :: Jean-Pierre and Bahiyyih :: got married here in Haifa. He's from France, she's from South Africa - such a lovely and international celebration! Anyhow, since I suck at taking pictures... better late than never?

Nava and I - up to our usual shenanigans, I'm sure.

Neda and I - just after the ceremony, if memory serves...

Cool and the gang...

aka Jubin, Nava, Will Y yo.

On a totally vain side note... I kind of miss the darker hair. What do you guys think? Keep it light, or back to dark? ...it's also cool if you don't care. It's not like the color of my hair will solve world hunger, or anything. As you were. [Insert sheepish grin - slash - wry wink here.]

Addendum...

Further to my earlier thoughts on dance and body image... how awesome is this?!

Further proof that it is possible to be an amazing dancer and not look like a prepubescent boy in tights and a tutu.

What Is Correct...

Nazy on Aussie Graffiti...

Naussie? No... too much.

Anyhow, photo credit goes to Yvan Rodic. I haven't explored all of the ins and outs of his sweet blog yet, but he's got mad photo skillz. Yes. With a z.