Art, Expat, Family, Food, lifestyle, Personal, relationships, Travel

australia.

Mark and Anna, Sept. 30//Oct. 1

I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes from the acid ravaging my esophagus from some annoying ailment, sometimes from the jet lag that sits heavy on my eyelids at two in the afternoon and pries them awake at four in the morning. I tell myself that first thing in the morning, I will finally compile all of the golden thoughts and sparkling experiences- and predictably, this will vanishes as soon as the sun’s morning rays streak through the window. But after fingers fluttering around my neck and keyboard and apartment for several days, it’s time to write of the past two weeks. My past two weeks in Australia. Our past two weeks in Australia.

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lifestyle, Personal

take pause.

Life feels so utterly calm in the wake of the chaotic, mess of a world around us. I feel, for the first time in a very long time, peacefully content. I feel at ease- with myself, with my immediate surroundings, with the days as they come and as they go. Recently, I took a few small, promising personal steps toward healing and self preservation by visiting a therapist and doctor to work through some of the sharp things that creep around my edges: the anxiety, the sadness, the anger. And since I’ve faced those difficulties head on, I feel emboldened. I feel strong. Physically, mentally, emotionally.

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Art, Expat, Fashion, Personal

Repost: Leather. Wool. And Snark.

Photo from texasstyleandsubstance.blogspot.com

Photo from texasstyleandsubstance.blogspot.com

I’ve just been introduced to the Melanie.io site from my mom, who continues to surprise me (why am I surprised still?) with her wit, ability, and natural instinct of when I need a boost and some instruction.

I initially read the piece about startups (HIGHLY RECOMMEND) then moved onto this delightful morsel: Leather. Wool. And Snark.  about Cintra Wilson (delightfully scathing writer and cultural critic who up until recently, published columns in the New York Times)

 

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Cambodia, Expat, Personal, Phnom Penh

Writer’s Blockade.

haters gonna hate

To scarcely brush the surface of current political activities in Cambodia: there has been civil unrest, scare and pain tactics from both sides of political parties, army trucks with soldiers in full SWAT gear hanging on corners, widespread fear among locals and some expats, and harrowing suffering for the people of Cambodia. Not all is negative, during the time since the elections, bonds have been formed that haven’t been seen for decades and the youth, individuals aged  30 or under making up roughly 70 percent of the population- have started to push out of their shells, taking risks- sometimes unwarranted, and speaking to be heard and acting to be acknowledged. During what was supposed to be a peaceful protest last week on the Riverside in Phnom Penh, barbed wire barricades and physically harmful methods were used against the crowd. Not being in the midst of the scenes physically myself or having read the full amount of coverage, I can’t say what exactly started the violence, how things escalated, or when. What I do know is that there has been a haze of unease over the city for the past week. Last night, “police and thugs dressed in civilian clothes descended on a peaceful vigil at Wat Phnom last night, and set upon the roughly 20 protesters with slingshots, batons and electrics prods.” (Source: The Phnom Penh Post) A total of eleven were injured in the brawl and human right workers and journalists among the crowds were injured from marbles, some the size of golf balls and electric prods.

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sheilabeyond.

A sketch from her site

A sketch from her site

Sheila ,my mom, got on the blogging thing long before I did, as she began her own journey in Cambodia.

She, being the topic or part of so many of my posts, deserves a bit of credit for pushing me to write- for pleasure, catharsis, knowledge, self discovery, and to vent.

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Art, Cambodia, Fashion, Phnom Penh

WUPP: 10K Skate Shop

10K Skate Shop

From 10K Skate Shop’s Facebook page

This month for WUPP Magazine I did a quick write up on 10K Skate Shop, one of Phnom Penh’s newest little spots to pick up a deck.

While there wasn’t enough space for the whole article in the actual print copy of the magazine, I’ve posted the full article here.

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Expat, Fashion, Food, Music, Travel

WUPP.

WUPP July

When I first jetted into Phnom Penh, I remember seeing a little magazine called ‘Whats Up Phnom Penh’, better known as WUPP, with it’s hot pink letters, black background, and stark cover photo all over the place.

I had the chance to meet with Antony, one member of the WUPP team, when I was working at .BEYOND (interiors) and eventually began writing for them. On their third month in publication- I was on board.

Now that we (WUPP and I) have been in Cambodia for almost a year or longer, I’ve got a special place in my heart for the teensy magazine, doing big work covering a lot of businesses and staying as up to date as possible with all things happening on the PP scene.

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Cambodia, Personal, Phnom Penh, Travel, United States

Memory. May 23, 2013.

Washington times with Brooke (now) Casanova.

I was doing a little exploration on my Facebook page when I stumbled upon “notes” that I had written now almost 2 years ago. Each entry (there were only three) were regarding moving, which makes me think that those must be some of the most pivotal times in my life. The need to out pour some form of expression during a move seems to be important for me and it was interesting to see how I had felt during that time without the notion that Cambodia would ever be in my future.

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WORK IT! May 6, 2013.

Glamazon 2.0

I still haven’t quite caught my breath after a week of constant go-go-go!

From the start of last week up until today, there has been a constant stream of events, happenings, decisions, and occurrences that have left me a bit shocked at all that can happen within a span of seven days.

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