Shadow

When the message comes from the shadows

From the antithesis, from your fear,

How do you respond?

How do you fight the tears?

When they’ve taken your voice and your hope

By ignoring the plea and your tears

How do you respond?

And hide your fear?

When they ignored your statement of “no”

By taking what they felt they were owed

How do you respond?

To the shadow gripping your soul?

When they know you were in their control

And you were too scared, you couldn’t just go

How do you respond?

To the shadow that saw ‘yes’ in ‘no’?

When the shadow imposes on your future

When you thought they were in your past

How do you respond?

Was ‘moving on’ too good to last?

When the shadow takes over your mind

The shadow haunts your every breath

How do you respond?

When your predator sends you a text?

When your shadow refuses to hide,

And you’re tearing your heart up inside,

How do you respond?

When you have hidden this part of your life?

So this shadow, this vulture, this ghost,

Who you trusted, when you were vulnerable and lost

How do you respond?

When you are fully aware of the cost?

Fear.

Hope.

Loss.

No.

I said no.

You heard yes.

And my shadow,

Puts me to the test.

Design article link

Meisner’s approach to design written by Jo Hopkins

“Meisner’s approach is a technique which champions a ‘free-writing’ style of exploration…”

https://t.co/pZ0vOSNAw0
Whether you’re blitzing through sketches of interface interactions or hastily scribbling voice interactions for an ambient device, see if the Meisner approach can help you iterate initial thoughts faster and explore more, or even new, possibilities.

Didn’t you know?

Didn’t anyone tell you?
She’s gone, the girl you knew
I’m an illusion of what you saw
Helping to carry her through
Through the “good morning!”
The daily jibes and jokes fly
The facade and feverish delightedness
Until I carry her home to cry

Didn’t anyone tell you?
She’s not sleeping, not laughing
I’m keeping her together now
She’s too vulnerable, a fragile thing
She’s still captivated by your lies
Lead through a dance by your games
I’m desperately keeping her hidden
In the hope she’ll return one day

Didn’t anyone tell you?
How you broke her heart, didn’t she?
Too afraid you’d laugh and shrug
She didn’t because she’s not me
So that’s why I’m here, finding my way
Through her ferocious white fear
Taking hold of her shattered heart
So that all you see is one tear

Didn’t anyone tell you?
How she’s an echo, tethered to despair
Whilst I’m hunting for hope in her heart
She falters, flinches at each glare
With a heavy heart I begin again each day
But with each day I’m more strong
Because I can see she’s not totally lost
I can see she’s still holding on

Chicago Baby! An architecture experience

Having never considered myself particularly interested in architecture other than to go “oooh that’s pretty!” I decided to take a river-boat-cruise about architecture during my stay here in Chicago.

I was so glad I chose to go, it was gorgeous, seeing way they call the ‘canyon’ if skyscrapers from a different perspective with an enthusiast’s narration about the development and ebb and low of architecture styles, fads and trends.

Also a lovely story or two about the change in the city’s relationship with the river, how it changed over time, used and abused, misused, loved and now a must-see feature of this booming city.

How ever you look at it the city has many pockets of different characteristics and each nook and cranny appears to have a story to tell.

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Chicago Baby! An artistic experience

I had a wonderful day yesterday at the art institute off Michigan Avenue, you really could lose yourself for days in this wonderful place, with rooms and corridors full of wonderful art work, and a whole ‘wing’ dedicated to modern and contemporary American art.

Walking up to the building as I strolled the length of Michigan Avenue was a delight in itself. It holds echos of the grandeur similar to that of the larger London museums, but is grand and delightful in its own right. There are two large lion statues bookending some harsh-cut asymmetrical steps that draw your eyes into the sheer glass and gold doors that invite you in.

The art institute

Art institute off Michigan Avenue

The flags are triumphantly boasted amongst the crisp arches that advertise a few of their exhibitions …

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Chicago Baby! A sight seeing experience

So today I’m heading to the Art Institute, I’ve been told you need days to fully explore, such is the delight and wonder of the place, so many things to see.

Here are a few photos from my sight seeing so far this week; from my time in Millennium Park, which is a beautiful space with art installations, a beautiful and large free outdoor theatre, some fountains and ‘The Bean’ to name but a few.

Millennium Park

Harris Theatre on the edge of Millennium Park

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Chicago Baby! A wanderer’s experience

Had a great day walking the streets of Chicago enjoying various coffees, cakes and delights as I travelled.

Just sort of spent today getting to grips with the places and sights surrounding where I’m staying, taking some time out to get some slightly more deliberate and thought through photos done of some of the streets and architecture.
I enjoyed really looking at where I was, not just seeing, really watching and looking at what’s surrounding me. Seeing the reaching curves and twists of the more cathedral like spires and turrets boldly standing in contrast to the sharp, blocked, concrete edges of the towering lines of the more modern structures. Some truly juxtaposed beauty to run in to around here.

Here are some photos from today, I quite like the way the over exposure works on these images

Churchyard

Churchyard

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Chicago Baby! A real foodie experience

Having just had a lovely breakfast at my hotel consisting of a cream cheese bagel and fresh coffee I started thinking about the food I’ve already had in the short time I’ve been here. 

Not one, normally, for photos of food I’ve found that the food here has been a delight, not only for the tastebuds, but for the eyes!

A real work of art – on the whole – so I’m going to share with you just a couple of the delights I’ve sampled so far… 

Raspberry tart and Kurdish chicken and apricot salad

Raspberry tart

Raspberry and pistachio tart

Chicken and apricot salad

Kurdish chicken and apricot salad – Gundis Kurdish Kitchen

And some delicious cheesecake​s, we all ordered one and then passed round the table… They were immense…

Cookie dough and choc-chip cheesecake

Cookie dough and choc-chip – Cheesecake Factory

Raspberry, lemon and lime cheesecake

Raspberry, lemon and lime – Cheesecake Factory

Raspberry and white chocolate truffle cheesecake

Raspberry and white chocolate truffle – Cheesecake Factory

Cheers folks,

Josie x

Chicago Baby! A time traveling experience 

Having arrived yesterday at O’Hare airport I’m still getting to grips with the -6hours time difference, but so far jet lag has been bearable, it’s just my confusion over which day I’m actually on which keeps throwing me.

I’ve spent today getting my bearings and exploring this beautiful city, walked miles, jumped on the EL and went round the loop.

Went to several places on a delightful walk back up Michigan Avenue, also went to see ‘The Bean’ in Millennium Park, some lovely art installations including some HUGE fountains with changing faces, some sculptures made from tyres and various other bits and pieces. 

Also paid a visit to The Cheesecake Factory, which was a little bit like stepping into Charlie and The Chocolate Factory – and the cheesecakes were immense!! 

Finally took a trip up to the 96th floor of the John Hancock tower (360 tower) for a scrummy mojito and beautiful skyline view.

Looking forward to the rest of my time here, will keep you in the loop. 

Look out for my photos on instagram and the twittersphere 🤓👍

Cheers folks,

Josie 

Dear J Doe

Dear unknown, my John or Jane doe

So it’s been a short while since I wrote, 

Anything.

A poem, a micro poem or even a rhyming couplet. 

I’ve been back under a cloud, sad to say it’s been a dark week or so, 
I want to get back out of the rut. So I’m writing this. 

A letter into the abyss 

Of online semantical depths of a potential echo. 
They say to write what you know, 

What’s true to you, say it as so. 

But sometimes that’s not something anyone would want to read. 

I always try to write for ‘another me’ to pay it forward 

To those who may take comfort that they are not alone,

Or just because I see, feel or hear something poetical. 

Self indulgent really, to a point. 
I hope to be back in my stride soon 

But to write what I know 

Write and feel what I feel 

Can sometimes feel 

More 

More precarious 

Than keeping it bottled up inside. 

So, dear John, the John Doe – or Jane, 

What’s in a name? 
I hope you’ll take my silence as read. 

I want to believe it’s a strength, 

Protecting those to whom some of my demons are tethered, 

In some vein hope I can retain a sense of hope. 
Hope, my current endeavour. 
I’ll be back on scribbles, 

I’ll be drawing and sketching again.
But for now my heart and mind need protection 

From my passionate desire and dark passengers

Who haunt me

Taunt me.
This letter is a declaration of hope. 

A shout to those on the edge of despair, 

Join me on the brink of somethingness, 

A defiant gesture to the ghosts and apprehension 

That haunt. 

And taunt.

So… I –

I thank you for reading, 

Dear John and/or Jane,

And I hope to be with you, 

Be back, 

Living.

Again.

Sincerely,

Doe

Thanks for your ongoing support folks, much appreciated,

Be well and stay strong, 

Josie xx