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Wednesday
Nov302011

Midnight in Paris

It has been a while since I have been so drawn to a movie as I was to the recent creation of Woody Allen. Woody Allen - we love him or we hate him yet in every story we can associate a little bit of ourselves with the characters. This time the story, the main character (well chosen actor too!); the creation of my favourite poets, painters, thinkers and the 20's in Paris are simply astonishing! I have lost myself in the feelings of this particular movie so much that I was genuinely upset that I cannot be there - up there on the screen! Dancing, drinking absinth and stopping Hemingway from having yet another fight!


I had my own Dali's imagining crazy animals over a glass of table wine in a decadent corner of town  - not so long time ago. I was also - and sometimes I probably still am - drawn to the times that passed long time ago, places I have left behind. And even though I love each good and bad moment of my current life and each stone on the current path, sometimes...just sometimes I like to look back and dream of places and people I would like to encounter.


Here is my list - what would yours look like?

1. Share a cigarette with Frida,

2. Prepare a dinner for Georgia O'Keeffee,

3. Dine with Peggy Guggenheim in her house in Venice,

4. Listen to Petofi moving Hungarian souls with his poem, National Poem,

5. Have a quick chat with Maria Skłodowska-Curie,

6. Get seriously drunk with van Gogh,

7. Argue the value of yet another blue painting with obviously annoyed about it Picasso,

8. Freeze in Rodin's early studio...maybe even just clean it for him, touch his unfinished work....

And many more...little moments, words, faces...and many intense feelings lost in time and many preserved till our times. :)

Watch the movie. It's good.

Sunday
Sep252011

Sudek and our visit to Prague


I have completely forgotten that one of my favorite photographers lived and worked in Prague. Today I hope to see his studio, something in my mins as intimate as Van Gogh's room. Just thinking about his works got me into the mood of taking pictures myself, though I can feel a huge change in the process and probably have to admit to myself: I enjoy mobile photography much more than work with my Nikons! Shocking to me, though for many not so revolutionary. I wonder if my current life style has changed me or is it just the idea of suddenness and coincidence that attracts me so much?


The views from our hotel are amazing, in the center of Prague in a lovely villa on the top of the hill. Amazing building which used to be a place for communist events, now serves as hotel and conference venue too). The hill is also a place of a local winery and grape fields that create a strange feeling of a little Italy int he middle of Central European city...Again, I feel like in a fairy tale or an art movie.

Sunday
Sep252011

Prague

We are in Prague this weekend. Invited to present about social media for nonprofits (slides below), we also have the opportunity to see the city. We had two days of great presentations and amazing people. Big credit goes to Veronika Sumova from KohoVolit.eu who put together the programme and made it happen (and for the invitation!), and to people from the local office Transparency International and OSI who also made it happen. Great stuff!

And today we will walk around the city - first time for me, so you can imagine how excited I am!
Sunday
Aug072011

Importance of balance


One of many women I look up to, Georgia O'Keeffe said once: "Nobody sees a flower-really-it is so small it takes time-we haven't time-and to see takes time, like having a friend takes time." It takes time to look and to listen. I have been tested recently and my ability to see and to look has faded away together with the ability to listen.



The lack of balance, silence and space has driven me mad. I realised though that I have plenty of inner mechanisms to reach out and find the balance around me and inside of me. To learn to listen a bit better and see the signs.


Working from Italy at the moment I am facing the relaxing state of linguistic ignorance. My brain does not pick up everyday conversations, I am living the noise without understanding its meaning. My body is soaked with heat and sunshine. My eyes are almost hurting from the glow of colours - it's not only the flowers, but houses, trees, seaside and most of all - people!


I cannot help but wonder how easily we get lost in the details of our every-day challenges and loose the balance. Yet it is so easy to step back, switch on all out senses and let it all go to be able to experience so many dimensions of our reality. Breathe in and breath out life, as it is, in all its ordinary magic.

Monday
Jul252011

“The small one is the iPod. The big one is the iPad.” Guest post from Ruth Dawkins, aka @dorkymum

This is a guest post from @Dorkymum (blogging here, make sure you check it out as it's a great place to be on-line!) initiated by BritMums Guest Post Match UpRuth Dawkins is a full time mum of one, who writes about parenting, politics, poetry and photography on her blog DorkyMum (http://dorkymum.wordpress.com) She is also on Twitter as @dorkymum.

My two-year-old son spent this morning walking round the house saying, “The small one is the iPod. The big one is the iPad.” At 27 months, his grasp of technology is somewhat terrifying.


He is more than capable of turning on both the iPod and the iPad, unlocking the screen, and scrolling to find whatever app he wants to play with. Sometimes it’s Jelly Doodle… sometimes it’s Create A Car…  sometimes he just likes to tap on the clock and see what time it is in Melbourne. He can keep himself happy for hours tapping away on the touchscreen, and has even executed a couple of actions (perhaps by accident, but who knows) that I didn’t previously know about.


It is just as well that someone in the family is tech-literate, because it is not a skill that his father or I have. In fact, it is one of the very few areas of discord in our marriage; we suffer from severe electronic incompatibility.


For two people who both pride themselves on being clear communicators, it is extraordinary that we seem unable to have even the simplest conversation about technology without it descending into argument. With computers in particular, it’s like we’re talking two different languages. My husband will ask me how to do something, but he asks in such a roundabout way that all I can do is stand and look at him blankly while I figure out what exactly it is he needs. Usually it’s nothing more than how to add an attachment to an email, or re-name a file, so when I’ve eventually decoded his jargon, I’ll walk over and try to show him… but then he’ll get hacked off that I’m standing too close and breathing in his ear. So then I’ll stand a little further back, and try to talk him through it… but to anyone who’s not an IT expert, it’s pretty difficult to do that without seeing the screen. He shakes his head at me, and scowls, and shouts that he doesn’t see the menu option that I’m talking about. So I’ll offer to sit down and do it myself… but he’ll just keep grumbling for a minute before slamming his laptop shut, and muttering something about doing it ‘another time’.


(I feel the need to state at this point that my husband is a very lovely and not at all aggressive man… This just appears to be our weak spot.)


We have the same problem all over the house. My husband will accidentally sit on the remote control and make the TV screen go blank, and it’ll take half an hour of arguing before I can wrestle it out of his hands to fix the darn thing. He’ll unintentionally do something to his iPod that leaves it stuck playing the same track again and again… and I’ll find him jabbing his finger at it angrily, but achieving nothing. At the moment our printer is out of toner… and in all seriousness he suggested buying a new one rather than trying to change the cartridge. Given the tension it’s probably going to cause I am (almost) tempted to agree with him.


The thing is, nine times out of ten, when he wants help with something tech-related, I know how to do it, I just don’t know how to explain to him how to do it. I am quite sure he would say the same of me. Our electronic gulf is so wide, I am not sure there is much we can do about it, except keep muddling along, and trying not to throw anything too big at each other. Remote controls are probably okay, laptops not so much.


Our great hope is that within a few years, our son will have advanced his skills even further, and he will be able to fix things for both of us. He can act as the mediator, the computer expert, keeper of the remote control, and changer of the toner cartridge. For that, the current smudgy fingerprints on my screen, and cookie crumbs on my keyboard, are more than worth it.