Sunday, December 10, 2006

IRONY | My Fellow Christian Bloggers

I received this email today. It's an invitation to join "fellow Christian bloggers". Are they serious? Huh? In what parallel universe does my blog seem Christian to anyone? Hullo?

Dear blog author:

We recently came across your site, darkorpheus.blogspot.com, while searching for fellow christian bloggers.

A small group of us have started a new site called Christian Bloggers. Our prayer and intent is to bring Christians closer together, and make a positive contribution to the Internet community. While many of us have different "theologies", we all share one true saviour.

Would you be interested in joining Christian Bloggers? Please take a few minutes to have a look at what we are trying to do, and if you are interested, there is a sign up page to get the ball rolling. We would greatly appreciate your support in this endeavour.

May God Bless you and your blogging efforts. We look forward to hearing from you.

Craig Cantin
Christian Bloggers
info@christian-bloggers.com

Friday, December 08, 2006

2007 Classics Challenge

Can't believe I'm doing this. Just signed myself up for a reading challenge. From Booklogged's A Reader's Journal, this is the 2007 Classics Challenge.

***The challenge is to read five classics during the months of January and February***

Sounds easy enough, yes? Oh course not! But that's the point. ;)

My choice of 5 classics to read:

1. Candide by Voltaire
2. Oblomov by Ivan Goncharov
3. Sodom and Gomorrah by Marcel Proust
4. Emma by Jane Austen
5. The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas

Thursday, December 07, 2006

El Bulli 2003-2004

I had to do a impromptu product presentation at work today, so I thought I just share the highlight of my effort.


El Bulli 2003-2004
By Ferran Adrià Acosta and Juli Soler
List Price: USD 350.00
ISBN: 0061146684

The highlight of my presentation is El Bulli 2003-2004. It is presented as a lavish art catalogue, with lovely food photography and covers every culinary creation, with technical explanations served at the legendary El Bulli restaurant.

Ferran AdriaBackground: El Bulli (Catalan for "bulldog") the restaurant is located on an isolated beach on Spain's Catalan coast of Costa Brava, near the town of Rosas. It's a little inconvenient to reach there, but fame of the restaurant is such that it has become a pilgrimage for food lovers.

El Bulli is only open from April to September. Chef Ferran Adrià spends the rest of the year perfecting his art -- he travels to enhance his knowledge, experiments with different techniques and devises new recipes in his workshop, stocked full of books on cooking. You have to give it to this man for his intensity and dedication to the culinary arts.

El bulli is famous for their 30-course menu, but the emphasis is on texture, colour and flavour. One course can be barely more than a morsel served on a spoon - but the complex flavour is guaranteed to explore in your mouth. Hmmm.

Vanilla and Mango RollReservation is absolutely necessary and reservation only opens from mid-October. You can contact them with the date you wish for your reservation –- but it’s more likely they tell you when you should show up, and you plan your trip around it. Reservation by email or fax ONLY. No phone. Email bulli@elbulli.com or fax 972150717 -- Spain's country code is 34 -- if you want to try.

According to Moveable Feast on how to get a reservation at El Bulli:

"Albert Adria said this past year they had over 400,000 requests - that's 100,000 more than last year. And yes, still only 8,000 available seats."

Grilled Vegetables With Charcoal OilTo just pile on the laurels: El Bulli is awarded 3 Michelin stars (highest possible honour from Michelin) and is regarded as one of the best restaurants in the Western world.

Every year The Restaurant Magazine draws up a list of the top fifty restaurants in the world, as voted by its writers and critics. El Bulli had already been named top restaurant in 2002. But there was a change in 2006. For the first time, the list was drawn up by over 500 critics, chefs and gourmets from all over the world, which gave it much greater prestige than in previous years. This sizable select jury named El Bulli as the top restaurant.

Blogger Pim has uploaded some pictures from El Bulli on Flickr. Click here to see the slideshow.

Time magazine once did a profile on Ferran Adrià as one of the next wave of innovators in the culinary arts.

Visit http://www.elbulli.com/

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

POETRY | A Christmas Carol

Jeanette Winterson finally updated her website for December 2006. My favourite section on her site is the Poem of the Month. It's part of her mission to spread the music of the word. She features the poetry that she fancies, and it's apparently the most visited and re-visited part of her website. No surprise. She wrote something in The Times a while back on poetry:

The comfort of poetry is very real, but poetry is not a painkiller; it is a cure. Where there is no cure, poetry helps us to live with the problem. Poems don’t hide things, they reveal things about ourselves, they ‘put into words things difficult to think’, (Dante), and this difficult thinking won’t mask the trouble for a while, like an aspirin for a headache, but it will work to bring out the grief, the pain, the confusion, the mixed feelings, the anger, the impotence. We talk about being ‘lost for words’, about ‘having nothing to say’, but the poem finds the words, and has something to say, which is why poetry is worth our time.

This month we look forward to Christmas, and Ms Winterson has chosen something for us to think about during this crazy season. I would recommend you visit Ms Winterson's website at http://www.jeanettewinterson.com. Take a look around, and if you like what you see, bookmark it. And revisit it often.

Here is Ms Winterson's choice for December. A hymn.


CHRISTINA ROSSETTI: Died 1894.


A CHRISTMAS CAROL


In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made
moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen,
snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long
ago.


Our God, Heaven cannot hold
Him
Nor earth
sustain;
Heaven and Earth shall flee away
When he comes to reign:
In
the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God
Almighty
Jesus Christ.


Enough for him whom cherubim
Worship night and
day,
A breastful of milk
And a manger full of hay;
Enough for him, whom
angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which
adore.


Angels and archangels
May have gathered
there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air;
But only his
mother
In her maiden bliss
Worshipped the beloved
With a
kiss.


What can I give Him
Poor as I am?
If I were a
shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my
part,
Yet what can I give Him,
Give my heart.

PS: While I've included the poem here, I would also recommend that you visit Ms Winterson's Poetry page yourself to read what she has to say about her choice. She writes so much more eloquently than me about this poem and the gift of the heart. (This, of course, is an understatement. It's like saying Jupiter is bigger than a duck. True, but so much more. That I stole from Neil Gaiman. It's from Neverwhere, I think.)

Saturday, December 02, 2006

SONG | Regina Spektor's "Fidelity"

Consider the lyrics from Regina Spektor's song:

I never love nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting by heart truly
I got lost
In the sounds

I'm not the sort that falls in love easily. But I have fallen in love and each time love ends I am crushed like a trainwreck. And I swear I will never allow it to happen again.

When I first heard "Fidelity" I wonder how many of us never really loved anyone completely, always keeping a part of ourselves in reserve. There was a story I learnt when I was a child. (Actually, it was from The Jim Henson Hour) A giant hid his heart a long time ago. Because he has no heart, he was cruel and caused great suffering. A young prince tricked the giant and found the heart. In the end, the giant was slain. While the kingdom rejoices at the demise of the cruel giant, the young prince who found the heart -- wept. He wept because the giant had died of a broken heart. Because the giant was slain before his heart could be returned to him. With a heart, the giant might have changed, might have been redeemed. And this is why I love The Jim Henson Hour -- because Jim Henson has the compassion to see the humanity in the story.

But I digress.

Love is dangerous. It demands that you trust your heart to another. It is risky because the heart of another is beyond our control.

Once, to a question, "Have you ever been in love so much it makes you cry?" Carl replied, "Yes. Many times. That’s the only way to love."

Carl is of a braver heart than I. I admire the spirit that could pick itself up with each heartbreak and continues to love. The strongest muscle is the one that is worked most often. A heart hidden in a dark place shrivels up and dies.

Here is the MTV for Regina Spektor, because she has a great, great voice and more people should be listening to her.

YouTube is my friend.



"Fidelity"

(Shake it up)

I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind all this music

And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart

And suppose I never met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
Suppose I never ever saw you
Suppose we never ever called
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall
Just to break my fall
Just to break my fall
Break my fall
Break my fall

All my friends say that of course its gonna get better
Gonna get better
Better better better better
Better better better

I never love nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting by heart truly
I got lost
In the sounds
I hear in my mind
All these voices
I hear in my mind all these words
I hear in my mind
All this music
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my heart
Breaks my
Heart
Breaks my heart

Friday, December 01, 2006

DVDs Watched In 2006

  1. Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance

  2. Battlestar Galactica: Season 2.5

  3. Deadwood: Season 1

  4. Silent Hill

  5. CSI: NY Season 1

  6. Northern Exposure: The Complete Third Season

  7. Northern Exposure: The Complete Second Season

  8. Ravenous

  9. CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
    The Early Cases: Volume One

  10. Veronica Mars: Season One

  11. March of the Penguins

  12. CSI: Crime Scene Investigation Season 5

  13. Lovers of the Arctic Circle

  14. 东邪西毒

  15. Double Life of Veronique

  16. Battlestar Galactica Season 2.0

  17. Eulogy

  18. L'Auberge Espagnole

  19. The English Patient

  20. The Passion of Joan of Arc

  21. Breakfast At Tiffany's

  22. Murder In Mesopotamia

  23. The Quiet American

  24. Trois Couleurs: Rouge

  25. Trois Couleurs: Blanc

  26. Battlestar Galactica Season 1

  27. Suddenly, Last Summer

  28. Center Stage

  29. Old Boy

  30. Winged Migration

  31. Les Dames du Bois de Boulogne

  32. Serenity

  33. In The Mood For Love

  34. Diary of A Country Priest

  35. Last Life In the Universe

Films Watched In 2006


  1. Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan

  2. Curse of the Golden Flower

  3. Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny

  4. Battle of Wits

  5. Casino Royale

  6. Glastonbury

  7. Silk

  8. Exiled

  9. The Prestige

  10. The Departed

  11. Death Note

  12. Scoop

  13. Lower City

  14. Pulse

  15. Imagine Me & You

  16. Frostbiten

  17. Pretty Persuasion

  18. Hard Candy

  19. The Beat That My Heart Skipped

  20. How Much Do You Love Me?

  21. Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

  22. King and the Clown

  23. Superman Returns

  24. Riding Alone for Thousands of Miles

  25. C.R.A.Z.Y.

  26. X-Men: The Last Stand

  27. The Da Vinci Code

  28. Loin

  29. Invisible Waves

  30. Three Times

  31. Russian Dolls

  32. V for Vendetta

  33. Transamerica

  34. Capote

  35. Brokeback Mountain

  36. Casanova

  37. Cache

  38. Fearless

  39. The Constant Gardener

  40. Memoirs of a Geisha

  41. Le Grand Voyage

  42. Blood and Bones

  43. Broken Flowers

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Build Your Own Unseen university

I am in love with this new project:


Unseen University Cut Out Book

The Unseen University Cut Out Book

For fans of Terry Pratchett's Discworld, you can build your own Unseen University! Yay!

The artwork is fantastic, but I suspect I may need to buy two copies of this - in case I screw up the first one. Actually, I think they missed the details like tentacles coming out of the tower or something. And where is The Librarian? Am I supposed to add that in myself?

Oh, fun, fun, fun!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Whedon on Wonder Woman

Entertainment Weekly interviews Joss Whedon, and he has some things to say about the Wonder Woman movie:


Everything that was hard at the beginning is still hard. I don't feel like I've nailed it yet, and I think the studio agrees. So I'm still plugging away. It's probably not as hard as I think it is, because I'm still a little fired from my TV decade. I should have taken a year off. It's now too late to realize that. But it's a big job. And besides her great origin story, there's nothing from the comics that felt right 100 percent, no iconic canon story that must be told. Batman has it made — he's got the greatest rogues gallery ever, he's got Gotham City. The Bat writes himself. With Wonder Woman, you're writing from whole cloth, but trying to make to feel like you didn't. To make to feel like it's existed for 60 years, even though you're making it up as you go along. But who she, and what the movie, is about, thematically, has never been a problem for me. But the steps along the way, it could be so easy for them to feel wrong. I won't settle. She wouldn't let me settle.

You go, Joss! Give Wonder Woman the respect and movie she deserves! Yay!

Poetry Meme

I jump on the bandwagon. I do poetry meme.

Via Dorothy W.

1. The first poem I remember reading/hearing/reacting to was.... it’s a Chinese poem. I think all Chinese children with a vague working knowledge of poetry knows it. It’s by the Tang poet Li Bai, and the vulgarizes/satirized English translation goes, “Bedside Moon Bright Bright…”

2. I was forced to memorize (name of poem) in school and........ Shakespeare – we had to memorise lines from Antony and Cleopatra and The Merchant of Venice. Oh, Miss Anne Sutherland, my tutor for “A” Levels made us memorise John Donne. You know what? I have no regrets or resentment for having to do it. It was good exercise for appreciating poetry actually. I will do it again in a heartbeat.

3. I read/don't read poetry because.... I read poetry because I am lucky enough to encounter poems and poets that touch me deeply. It’s not just because I'm an English Literature major. I know some friends who did Literature that do not read poetry -- because they never found a poem that truly engaged them. Sad, I think. I always believe poetry is like falling in love – an game of kismet and pure blind chance.

4. A poem I'm likely to think about when asked about a favorite poem is ....... it’ll be something by Mary Oliver – but I’m at a loss to choose ONE single favourite poem. My first Mary Oliver poem is The Journey, and it is special because of the circumstance when I first read it. I was looking for a way out of my old life, and The Journey was like an arrow to the chest. But there is also In Blackwater Woods, which I love because I know here lies the message to remember, to carve onto my heart: “To live in this world/you must be able/to do three things:/to love what is mortal;/to hold it/against your bones knowing/your own life depends on it;/and, when the time comes to let it go,/to let it go.”

5. I write/don't write poetry, but..............the best poetry I read charge simple words with great emotional power. And I suck at that in my writing.

6. My experience with reading poetry differs from my experience with reading other types of literature..... My response to poetry is more emotional, more spiritual than novels. Novels allow me a kind of rational distance. I can appreciate a novel without liking it, but not so for poetry. I read a greater variety of books, but not so for poetry.

7. I find poetry..... deceptively difficult. Too many people think it’s just short lines on a page. And so they think they can write poetry, and trick other people (with prize money) into thinking they have talent.

8. The last time I heard poetry.... was in school, actually. Not every good poet reads well. And some poets should not write at all. Okay, I’m being mean.

9. I think poetry is like.... Poetry is song, poetry is prayer.

My Nerd Score

Hey. I am so cool, they need a new vocabulary to describe me. *grin*


I am nerdier than 17% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!

What does this mean? Your nerdiness is:

Not nerdy, but then again maybe not all that cool either.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Pink Elephant in Brain

Last night I found myself comparing professional reviewers/critics against litbloggers - and the antagonism between the two. My mind was suddenly stretched for sustained rational thoughts - something it was never meant for. I will stop now. Headache!

But right now it's like someone stuffed a pink elephant in my head - and I can't stop thinking about it.

Recently in the Observer, Rachel Cooke wrote negatively about the standards of critique and writing she found amongst book blogs. The article, "Deliver us from these latter-day Pooters", earned some (well-deserved, I feel) outrage from litbloggers from all around.

Alan Bissett wrote a response, "In defence of the blogerati." He concludes his argument:


Cooke states that professional criticism is better, yet her case rests on internalised values which she presumes to be true: that professional criticism is better. What does "better" mean? Better for people like Cooke. It is only a valid argument that a critic "knows more" than the average person if you can qualify that knowledge as being intrinsically important. She cannot. For the majority of readers it just ain't an issue. Why else do we look to friends, not reviewers, for recommendations? Because art criticism is merely a conversation between critics, its first duty being to itself rather than the public, or even art. Art will get on just fine without critics, who seek only to protect their own status. That we must depend on "experts" to discuss fiction - made-up stories about made-up people - is deluded nonsense.

Remember the music?

It's midnight and I was getting a little nostalgic. Went on YouTube and dug out some of the old favourites.

Remember "Joey" by Concrete Blonde?



Linda Perry's still around, but mainly as a music producer these days. Her solo singing career never really took off. What a shame. I love the 4 Non Blondes way back then. Here's the music video for "What's Up". From YouTube.

YOGA | Eka Pada Urdhva Dhanurasana

Eka Pada Urdhva Dhanurasana

Some time back I wrote about my difficulty in coming to Urdhva Dhanurasana(Wheel pose) during yoga class. I am glad to say I am now able to rise to Wheel without too much difficulty. In fact, I feel immense strength in Wheel.

I wanted to bring my practice just that bit further. So last weekend I tried a variation on the Wheel - I attempted Eka Pada Urdhva Dhanurasana. [See picture on the right]

To do Eka Pada Urdhva Dhanurasana, first come to the Wheel. When you're steady, you bring one leg up at about 45 degree from the ground.

I felt steady and strong in the Wheel. But when I lifted my leg, I felt myself wobble a little, as though my grounded limbs were going to give way. The variation tested the balance in my posture. My foundation was apparently not as strong as I have assumed.

For a while I was getting comfortable in the Wheel pose. Now, a single variation pushes things into uncertainty again. There was the tiniest tinge of fear when the leg lifted - the fear of falling.

I find that I quite enjoy this experience.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Yoga | Gratitude

I was on the Yoga Journal website and they are featuring an article by Philip Moffitt on Gratitude - and that elusive quality known as Grace.

"Reflect on this: You, with all your flaws, have been chosen for this opportunity to consciously taste life, to know it for what it is, and to make of it what you are able. This gift of a conscious life is grace, even when your life is filled with great difficulty and it may not feel like a gift at the time."

Give thanks. How I often forget.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Fourth World

There are people everywhere who form a Fourth World, or a diaspora of their own. They are the lordly ones. They come in all colours. They can be Christians or Hindus or Muslims or Jews or pagans or atheists. They can be young or old, men or women, soldiers or pacifists, rich or poor. They may be patriots, but they are never chauvinists. They share with each other, across all the nations, common values of humour and understanding. When you are among them you know you will not be mocked or resented, because they will not care about your race, your faith, your sex or your nationality, and they suffer fools if not gladly, at least sympathetically. They laugh easily. They are easily grateful. They are never mean. They are not inhibited by fashion, public opinion or political correctness. They are exiles in their own communitites, because they are always in a minority, but they form a mighty nation, if they only knew it. It is the nation of nowhere, and I have come to think that its natural capital is Trieste.

~ from Trieste and the Meaning of Nowhere, by Jan Morris

Finishing the Year 2006

This afternoon, while writing in my journal, I realise it is 25th November. It's exactly one month from Christmas. I finished Patrick O'Brian's Post-Captain this morning and I decided I was going to try to finish reading The Guermantes Way and whatever half-read books I can, before the end of 2006.

I'm compiling my books to read for next year, and I regret that I have not picked up some of the titles on the 2006 list. There are just so many books, and so little time. I also hope to really go to Istanbul next year.

Perhaps next year I will see further progress in my yoga. I attended MD's yoga class this morning and I was amazed at how good I felt. A lot of twists and stretches, and I felt the work on some hard-to-reach muscles. This is the first time I attended one of MD's class. I will be attending his Power Yoga class tomorrow. I have focused too much on my favourite teachers - and two of them went on leave recently. Their absence motivated me to try new teachers, with different focus and teaching styles. This opportunity gave a refreshing new perspective on my practice.

This morning, I was a little surprised that I can do the side-plank pose. In a few months, one of my least favourite poses came to me without my realising it. I have acquired strength through practice. It feels good.

I know I will continue with my yoga in 2007. Everything else continues from there.

Meme | In One Word

Meme. In One Word.

via Make Tea Not War

Yourself: Sigh
Your Partner: Where?
Your hair: Punk
Your mother: depressed
Your father: restless
Your favourite item: journal
Your dream last night: forgot
Your favourite drink: grape
Your dream car: Jeep
Your dream home: Bookshelves!
The room you are in: crowded
Your ex: psycho
Your fear: loss
Where you want to be in ten years: Elsewhere
Who you hung out with last night: Yogis
What you’re not: focused
Muffins: hot!
One of your wish list items: sports-bra
Time: Night
The last thing you did: wrote
What you are wearing: comfy
Your favourite weather: Rainy
Your favourite book: Mouldy
Your life: fearful
Your mood: content
Your best friend(s): wonderful
What are you thinking about right now: laundry
Your car: None
What are you doing at the moment: Chillin’
Your summer: Fever
Relationship status: regret
What is on your tv: Nonsense
What is the weather like: Rain
When is the last time you laughed: everyday

Friday, November 24, 2006

Reading the Yoga Sutra 2

Report on Chip Hartranft's translation of the Yoga-Sutra. It's not so much his translation that I have problem with, but more his commentary which gets a little too abstract. My brain cannot deal.

Now contemplating another version: The Essential YogaSutra by Geshe Michael Roach and Christie McNally. It has been described as "deceptively simple".

Oh dear.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

QUOTES | Anne Dillard

God does not demand that we give up our personal dignity, that we throw in our lot with random people, that we lose ourselves and turn from all that is not him. God needs nothing, asks nothing, and demands nothing, like the stars. It is a life with God that demands these things.

Experience has taught the race that if knowledge of God is the end, then these habits of life are not the means but the condition in which the means operates. You do not have to do these things; not at all. God does not, I regret to report, give a hoot. You do not have to do these things — unless you want to know God. They work on you, not on him.

You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.

~ Anne Dillard, An Expedition To The Pole