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Hello is the new Goodbye.
Hope in the things unseen : By @kylesteed
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This kind of day.
![My first illustrated camera. [GIF] Enjoy, and SMILE!](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxlshw4rgD1qbe35ao1_400.gif)
My first illustrated camera. [GIF] Enjoy, and SMILE!
I lay me down, I’m not my own, I belong to You alone. Hand on my heart this much is true, there’s no life apart from you, lay me down, lay me down.
Passion2012. I wish I could be there right now.
Source: achalkaday
Passion.
A year ago today while I was reading my twitter feed I found a link to an online live stream of a conference. Passion2011. I might have seen or heard or read little pieces of Passion’s previous sessions, but I never really heard of the movement itself.
But that day, 365 days ago I clicked on a link that helped me grow, and got me closer to my Savior that I’ve ever been before. I’ve watched all sessions, even if that meant staying up till 4am [time differences], or not being able to sleep at all. It was worth it.
I bought everything that I could possible buy, videos, mp3s, booklets, and I watched them several times through the months.It filled me every time. It was a good reminder of the things God taught me and the things I decided on those very late nights on the very first days of the year.
RIght now I feel like my cup is empty and dry. And all I can say is:
Open the heavens, come living water, all my fountains are in You.
Passion’12 starts tomorrow. And even though it’s the busiest week of my semester I trade my sleeping hours again… cause God awaits. I know He has something to say. And I know I need to get back to the basics. And instead of every other name, carry the One Name that is above all. Jesus. 
Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.
1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
The questions raised:
*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
*Do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…
How many other things are we missing?
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Source: iliveforaliving
Merry&Bright #chalk #christmas (Taken with instagram)
Oh yes we do. #chalk #classy (Taken with instagram)
“When I am weak, that’s when I am strong.”
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Source: Flickr / sgtsalt
This semester’s first project was to make something out of letters and letterforms.
The goal was to create a piece where even though the elements are letters the emphasis isn’t on them, but the composition itself. We celebrated the end of this project with an exhibition we held at Szimpla kert, Budapest’s most visited “ruin bar” (which makes no sense in english, but never mind..). It’s an ongoing thing from the first week of December till mid February.
Even though this was something I didn’t enjoy as much, I’m happy with the results. I attached some insta’ shots.
