Sunday Reflections

If you could only buy one thing for the Spring/Summer season..what would it be?

Mine would be plane tickets to INDIA!!!!!!

Gypsy “Friday” II

This is the post that should have gone up two days ago for the second installment of Gypsy Friday.  I am so excited to post about the gypsy band Ando Drom. I received a wonderful email from a reader in Romania, Agi, regarding some of the gypsy photos I have collected here at Gypsea Tree. She has used a few for some YouTube videos she has created to accompany the music of Ando Drom. Thank you Agi for introducing me to this beautiful music! Gypsy inspired musicians such as DeVotchka, Beirut, and Gogol Bordello are among my favorites and Ando Drom is such a wonderful new discovery. I have linked one of the pieces below and more can be found here. I hope you will have a listen.

Swirling and Curling My Way out of February

I’ve been wanting to post for quite some time now, but I’ve been having a difficult time lately trying to… complete things. I feel like I’m in a very strange state of being. There are so many thoughts, opinions, and new revelations that have been swirling around my mind that it’ s hard to focus. Do you ever feel like this? I’m so very grateful it is Friday because I feel like I need a couple of days for re-charging more than ever. I’ve actually missed a lot of work this month due to being sick and heading up to Vancouver for the Olympics, but I still feel drained. I wish I could lay in the sun on beach for an afternoon. Sigh… Since I can’t do that, I am hoping I can find some alternative for what is shaping up to be a windy wet weekend. What do you do to relax and re-focus? I would love to hear some ideas!

In the meantime I did want to share a little about my Olympic experience. It was both fun and exhausting. I was up around 4am Thursday morning and did not sleep in a bed again until 3-ish on Friday. Despite planning over a year in advance, we weren’t able to find any semblance of reasonable accommodations for our short stay. I thought sleeping at the train station would be fine, but realized two days before that the station was closed from midnight till 5am. Luckily we found a 24 hour coffee shop and dozed to the smell of donuts and coffee into the wee hours of the morning.

The weather was beautiful and Vancouver was better than I’ve ever seen it before. It’s a wonderful city and it was well organized for the games. Lot’s of friendly people despite the endless lines to everything. It seemed there were walls and seas of people everywhere.  Coordinators perched above the crowds on lifeguard chairs and occasionally made announcements on loudspeakers to let you know what was were and when Canada won any medals. When this happened everyone cheered and it was very exciting!

This was a tiny portion of the line waiting to get to the “viewing platform” for the Olympic Torch.

…but who needs a platform? Fortunately, being tall has it’s perks!


We attempted to obtain a variety of event tickets (this was over  year ago!), but we only were able to get tickets to a Curling event. For a sport I have admittedly poked a lot of fun at in the past, I have to say, I have  gained a new respectful appreciation. And yes, I got to see those pants live!

To attend the Winter Olympic games really was to live a life-long dream, so I am very happy to have had the opportunity. I went with my brother’s, their wives, my brother-in-law, and my own dapper fella’. My brothers and I grew up devotedly watching the Winter Games and it was a great experience to share together.

Gypsy Friday the First

I have wanted to do a regular gypsy-related series of posts for a while now and I have decided that they will be the occasional “Gypsy Fridays”. I hope you enjoy it. All of these stir something deep inside of me and I wish I could join some of these campfires for an evening or two…

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A Week at the Movies

Sadly, I spent most of the past week being very sick. I only made it in to work two days and despite spending a lot of time at home on my couch I didn’t blog, I barely read any blogs, I fell behind on email, and I hardly did any reading. It was that kind of sick where you feel unable to do anything but stare at your television and try not to plot the absolute demise of the co-worker you are fairly certain put you in such a tragic state and forced you to squander the little paid time off you had been hording.

So what did I do? Well, I slowly worked through the very long queue of Netflix movies I have been collecting for nearly a year. I thought I would give you a little review as some of them were wonderful and I would highly recommend!

Documentaries:

This is an absolutely stunning and breathtaking documentary that I cannot recommend enough. It was so beautiful; full of nature, landscape, history, and culture. This is a series of about 6 episodes and I was spellbound every minute.

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I have to admit I wasn’t familiar with Grey Gardens until the version with Drew Barrymore came out. I haven’t seen that one yet, but the original was… very hard to describe. Sad, funny at times, tragic, depressing, and yet still all the while: fascinating.

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Another documentary with stunning cinematography. Who wants to join me on an expedition to see the disappearing glaciers? Also some very troubling info on climate change… I hope you will watch it!

Dramas:

Anthony Hopkins at his understated best. This falls in the beloved category an old friend of mine would affectionately call “pointless English films”. It is slow, but moving. The story follows the would-be romance between an English butler and the head housekeeper at a beautiful English manor. It often made me think of another favorite, Gosford Park. I think it may be the same estate location? Anyway, I can’t believe I didn’t see it before now as it was just my kind of film.

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How did I not see this one before now? This could warrant a post all it’s own. (…and probably will eventually at Steam Spectre!) Turn-of-the-century boarding school students take an exquisitely romantic picnic in the Australian landscape and a few never return. The quiet mystery and horror is just what I love in my “scary” movies. The pacing reminded me of an M.Night Shyamalan film although the conclusion is… Well, if you haven’t already, I should just let you see it for yourself. It is adapted from a book which the author claimed till her death was based on fact… Creepy. Definitely a new favorite.

Just in case you aren’t convinced, let’s have a few movie stills shall we?

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I watched many others, but these were the most notable. I do think that the instant watch feature on Netflix is the most ingenious of inventions… I hope you all had healthier weeks and happy weekends!

Also: thank you to those who have ventured over to Steam Spectre! If you would like to follow me there as well I would be delighted!

Sepia Visions

I am pleased to announce the cutting of the virtual satin ribbon on a new project I have been working on. Gypsea Tree now has a companion blog: Steam Spectre! Steam Spectre is a place where I will revel in another treasured love which is all things Victorian/ Turn of Century. It will feature at times the lovely historic and at others the strange, unusual, and imagined fantastic. I hope you will enjoy visiting there and spread the word to any readers you feel may be interested.

Gypsea Tree will remain my main blog where I look forward to a New Year of posting. At this point I’m aiming to create richer content posts here at Gypsea Tree. When trying to hold myself to an “every-other-day posting schedule” I felt the quality of Gypsea Tree suffered a little. My new goal is to post once or twice a week, but to have lengthier posts and greater word content. I hope you will enjoy following the Gypsea and visiting Steam Spectre.

Have you all had a nice weekend?

Teatros de Papel

For several years I have been scheming and dreaming of constructing my own little theatre. Several years ago I saw an extraordinary miniature theatre in a shop window. It was an opulent little setting depicting a scene from an opera. Next to the piece was a little card telling the story of how it was made as part of a set for the artist’s niece. What a lucky girl! I have wanted to make my own ever since and when I stumbled across this web site, I nearly swooned. Although I don’t imagine constructing mine out of paper, I absolutely love these. You must take a journey over there!

{all images via Coleccion de Teatros de Papel}