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Kseniya Simonova: The sand woman
May 13th, 2014 by Dusty

Art can be created from anything; even thousands of tiny grains of sand!

In 2009, Performance artist, Kseniya Simonova came to public attention as the winner of ‘Ukraine’s
Got Talent’, for her stunning live sand performances.
Using volcanic sand spread over a light desk, Simonova creates fantastic and touching stories with only her materials and her bare hands.

And don’t forget to check her Youtube channel SimonovaTV

What do you think of this unique art form? Let us know in the comments or send us a tweet! X

 

Handwriting your work
Mar 6th, 2014 by Dusty

Today, so much is done digitally, using computers, devices and smartphones. Many of us always seem to be within arm’s reach of one of our devices. With all this, it can make it hard to make a proper connection with the projects and ideas you are working on.

Handwriting

Handwriting

It can seem sterile and far away, somewhat unreal or foreign. That is why I like to handwrite my work a lot. True, I did write this on a computer, but the idea and outline for the piece was handwritten with care and love in a notebook dedicated to my blogging – and maybe a few doodles.

You can do a lot of good for yourself by handwriting your work.

I do it for many reasons including to help my concentration, to keep my hands loose so my drawing isn’t affected and even to practice my language skills, by writing notes in a different language!

Handwriting notes is said to boost productivity, creativity and morale when working. And handwriting even unrelated things like work notes, shopping lists and diaries can improve your creativity and writing skill for your fictional work too – so perhaps writing that shopping list will help you get your novel done!

Having tangible notes is also very useful for having a hard-copy back-up, in case something goes wrong with your computer.

I recently lost a ton of notes on Japanese from my phone thanks to a minor slip-up and I was so grateful that I still had my paper notes left. One mistake on a computer can lose your work, but paper is a little easier to keep track of.

If you think this could be a good idea for you, perhaps trying it out for a week or two first.

How could you start writing more and does it help you? Let me know!

Dusty x

Attack of the Doge!!
Feb 24th, 2014 by Dusty

Memes come and go a lot as they rise and fall in the buzz of internet chatter, but one recent meme I find particularly funny and adorable.

Doge

‘Doge’ is a small Shiba Inu dog who the internet has crowned ‘Doge’ (despite no-one being quite sure how to pronounce it) and taken to captioning pictures of them with phrases such as “so fashion. Much style. Wow.” Or “Such trubble. Much scare. Wow.”

The usage of this meme has grown even beyond the catchphrase – even a composition with Doge’s head photoshopped onto Snoop Dog. I don’t even need to say the caption of this…

With this cute little dog(e) filling the internet (and even television, merchandise and professional business coach’s keynote speeches), it really goes to show that you can never predict what will take-off and become popular.

Doge

If it were not for people putting up stuff like this online, we would have no memes or doges to laugh at – much sad! So keep in mind that your creativity, however big or small, can fuel or trigger something incredible. Don’t keep your funny ideas inside, guys! Write them down, use them – share them with the world! Maybe you could create the next big thing.

Much exciting!

Wow.

Poem: “Nature’s music” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 16th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day seventeen:
Nature’s Music

Under the cloudy sunlight

I wander as the day passes to night

And listen to the wishes

in nature’s sweet whispers.

 

High above I see the trees

Swaying in the gentle breeze

Dancing to the music of the Earth

A gift that carries no monetary worth

Their tired fellows lean upon

The shoulders of the younger ones

As the others play and sing songs

Under the light of the dimming sun

 

Many others walk this path

And do they notice the smells

The grass?

Do they see the trees play?

And hear the sounds from over the way?

 

The world is full of mystery

That some refuse to see

Not me, however

Never me.

by Dusty

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Poem: “Bruised Shoulders” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 15th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day fifteen:
Bruised shoulders

They look at me with unseeing eyes

Which never show a flicker of surprise

They shove my shoulders and forget to say sorry

Their inconsiderate tone makes me worry

 

Do they see the same me who stares

Out of the looking glasses mimicking

My unique expressions and glances?

 

To them do I have two heads

Or do I haunt them as they lie

In bed?

What strange thing do they see

When they so happily shove past me?

 

A monster who threatens their life

Or a burden who only offers strife

A wicked person who no soul possesses

Or a lonely loser with no life purposes?

 

To those who shove but do not spare a glance

I beg of you to give me a chance

I can be strong

I am rather smart

And inside me there beats a heart.

I don’t know you

You don’t know me

So do not shove

If you please.

 

by Dusty

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Poem: “Beauty” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 12th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day 12:
Beauty

Bitter and dry

Are new flavours today

Painted with raspberry chemicals

And stained with bottled waste.

 

The faces,

So sweet,

Are plastered with money,

Blown on the mass-produced items

Bought in mad flurries.

 

Companies selling the idea of ‘beauty’

In reality its sickly

Reeking of opportunism

 

Toddlers in heels

And teens wearing Prada

What a waste of their time

Their efforts scattered.

 

Through airbrushed lenses they see the world

As beauty is surgery

And nature is plain.

 

Can they not see through the lies on the faces

Printed on sheets of glossy pine pages?

And the celebrities, thin

Already too tiny

Are trimmed even smaller

And then are called pretty.

 

The business devices

Scams that they boast

Are sucking clean our minds

And roasting our hopes.

 

If we fight

They will soon give in

And accept that beauty cannot be

Purchased in packets and pot of creams.

 

by Dusty

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Poem: “Searching for a word” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 6th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day Six:
Searching for a word

 

When I search for a word

Nothing comes to mind

When there is a page to be filled

In too little time.

 

My head becomes blank

A scrambled dictionary

An inability to think

Or create poetry.

 

I sweat as I type

No inspiration in sight

When I notice the words

Appearing right before my eyes.

 

I know I can do it

I believe I’ll last

And write a poem each day

For the rest of this month.

 

by Dusty

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Poem: “Life” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 5th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day five:
Life

 

Whitewash the windows

Close up the drapes

Pack up the games

And put away the paints

 

For it is coming up

Hard and fast

The threat worse than any

My life in my hands

 

For the demand from so many

Cries out so loud

‘Time to grow up,

Time to leave the playground’

 

When I heard the cry

I turned and ran

I will keep running as long as I can.

 

For growing older is fine,

I can’t fight that,

But growing up is a choice

And I choose not to accept.

 

‘Growing up’ seems to mean

Letting go of your dreams

Find a well paying job

Marry and start a family

As if life is just about

Going day by day

Just waiting it out.

 

That’s not what I want

It’s not what I signed up for.

My life is my own

And I want better.

 

I will run

Play

Do what I want

Enjoy my life

For I only get one

And I don’t want to waste it

Bogging myself down

Staying in one place

Not moving around.

 

My choice is made

I’ll do what I like

I’ll never grow up

I’ll live my own life.

 

by Dusty

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Poem: “The Art” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 4th, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day four:
The Art

 

The enthusiastic call rings out through the set

And everyone freezes suddenly silent

As the man with the boom and a keen ear listens

No-one around even dares to share whispers

When he calls “clear” the work commences

And the director orders all to their places

He calls out to roll

Then he cries for action

And the Actors get to work portraying their fiction

The story is shot in all number of cuts

And the work of the editor quickly piles up

The film will be snipped

And the dialogue trimmed

At his desk he will slave

For many long days

Until it is polished to the greatest degree

Ready to be enjoyed on the big screen.

 

by Dusty

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Poem: “Mother’s Words” #NaPoWriMo
Apr 3rd, 2011 by Dusty

April is National Poetry Writing Month which The §purious Collective have entered in order to write a poem a day for 30 days throughout the month of April 2011!  This poem is by Dusty:

A poem for day 3:
Mother’s words

 

Mother tells me to look up high

to dream big.

to fly.

Mother tells me as I fall asleep

to seize the day and live my dreams.

 

In those dark and lonely times

when all I want is a place to hide

and life is cold and there is no warmth in sight

I think of the words my mother says

which guide me through the dark days.

 

And as the words come to mind

my heart is filled with the kindness

and hope is not hard to find

when I think of my Mother

and then I feel fine.

 

 

by Dusty

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