#核桃说#
新鲜热乎的写作素材来啦
be worlds apart天壤之别、天各一方
take a tumble 恍然大悟、突然明白
the other way around 正好相反
have no opinion of 对…没有好感
go south on sb./sth. 情况糟糕/对着干
every now and then 时而、不时
look right through 完全看出、视而不见
rise to the occasion应付自如的、轻松应对
leave no stone unturned千方百计、搜查彻底
on the nose （时间）分秒不差
小核桃们开心食用哟
新鲜热乎的写作素材来啦
be worlds apart天壤之别、天各一方
take a tumble 恍然大悟、突然明白
the other way around 正好相反
have no opinion of 对…没有好感
go south on sb./sth. 情况糟糕/对着干
every now and then 时而、不时
look right through 完全看出、视而不见
rise to the occasion应付自如的、轻松应对
leave no stone unturned千方百计、搜查彻底
on the nose （时间）分秒不差
小核桃们开心食用哟
Happy 53rd Birthday Singapore
#劉荷娜##放羊的星星##刘荷娜##柳荷娜##夏之星##MyLuckyStar##YooHana##XiaZhiXing##仲夏夜之星#
Just to find a red and white picture to match with today Singapore National Day, and there is~
By the way, Hana is from Korean. I know her through a Taiwanese Idol Drama My Lucky Star❤
#劉荷娜##放羊的星星##刘荷娜##柳荷娜##夏之星##MyLuckyStar##YooHana##XiaZhiXing##仲夏夜之星#
Just to find a red and white picture to match with today Singapore National Day, and there is~
By the way, Hana is from Korean. I know her through a Taiwanese Idol Drama My Lucky Star❤
#WarfieldTime# No.19
An African Journal
“I cannot rest from travel; I will drink life to the lees …….. I have become a name; for always roaming with a hungry heart much have I seen and known……. I am part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch where throu’ gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades for ever and forever when I move…” (from Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson)
“When traveling to foreign cultures, I’ve always carried a journal and sketchbook. The products in my first travels were anthropological field notes and technical drawings – results of serious research intended for analysis and publication. But those scholarly endeavors soon gave way to less pretentious writing and freehand sketches, serious research still to my mind, but much less self-conscious. Research in vernacular architecture, the living environment of the common man, united my interest in the wonders of modest built works with a respect for the people who created them.
In time, my travel and research methodology became freer, less inhibited by scholarly demands, less dependent upon the planned and more on seeking out the unanticipated. It allowed for an exploration based on wandering – and then assessing my findings, “experiential learning” through “critical travel.”
One does not wander into the netherworlds unprepared, but rather armed with the same expectations and inspirations of those who came before, hoping to recognize the serendipitous, the chance occasion, the fortuitous moment, the special place. I found stimulus in the writings of others – Robert Frost’s “sense of place” in “Red Begonias” – the pathos and grit of Tom Waits’ “Foreign Affair” – Harry Chapin’s vivid landscape description of the South Dakota Plains in “Mail Order Annie” – Tom Russell’s spiritual revelations in “Blood and Candlewax” – and Mark Twain’s wit and travel savvy in “Innocence Abroad.” In my sketches, I was inspired also by Frederick Catherwood’s detailed interpretive etchings from his 1850 explorations of the Maya ruins at Uxmal in “Incidents of Travel in Yucatán” and by Cathi House’s delicate pen and ink aerial of a “Assisi.”
A travel journal, a felt tip pen and an hour a day were all I needed for my writings and sketches. Journal entries and freehand drawings became rich, precious travel moments, avocations, and essential means of expression. An African Journal is one of over 100 such journals that I have produced over a period of 50 years. Never intended for publication or even to be read by others, it has all of the rough qualities common to spontaneous drafts as well as the color and spontaneity enabled only by recording uninhibited first impressions. I’ve chosen to publish this with little editorial correction. It is the spirit, the sense of wonder, the adrenaline charge of exploring the unknown that I wish to share.”
James Warfield
from the Prologue of An African Journal, 2000
An African Journal
“I cannot rest from travel; I will drink life to the lees …….. I have become a name; for always roaming with a hungry heart much have I seen and known……. I am part of all that I have met; yet all experience is an arch where throu’ gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades for ever and forever when I move…” (from Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson)
“When traveling to foreign cultures, I’ve always carried a journal and sketchbook. The products in my first travels were anthropological field notes and technical drawings – results of serious research intended for analysis and publication. But those scholarly endeavors soon gave way to less pretentious writing and freehand sketches, serious research still to my mind, but much less self-conscious. Research in vernacular architecture, the living environment of the common man, united my interest in the wonders of modest built works with a respect for the people who created them.
In time, my travel and research methodology became freer, less inhibited by scholarly demands, less dependent upon the planned and more on seeking out the unanticipated. It allowed for an exploration based on wandering – and then assessing my findings, “experiential learning” through “critical travel.”
One does not wander into the netherworlds unprepared, but rather armed with the same expectations and inspirations of those who came before, hoping to recognize the serendipitous, the chance occasion, the fortuitous moment, the special place. I found stimulus in the writings of others – Robert Frost’s “sense of place” in “Red Begonias” – the pathos and grit of Tom Waits’ “Foreign Affair” – Harry Chapin’s vivid landscape description of the South Dakota Plains in “Mail Order Annie” – Tom Russell’s spiritual revelations in “Blood and Candlewax” – and Mark Twain’s wit and travel savvy in “Innocence Abroad.” In my sketches, I was inspired also by Frederick Catherwood’s detailed interpretive etchings from his 1850 explorations of the Maya ruins at Uxmal in “Incidents of Travel in Yucatán” and by Cathi House’s delicate pen and ink aerial of a “Assisi.”
A travel journal, a felt tip pen and an hour a day were all I needed for my writings and sketches. Journal entries and freehand drawings became rich, precious travel moments, avocations, and essential means of expression. An African Journal is one of over 100 such journals that I have produced over a period of 50 years. Never intended for publication or even to be read by others, it has all of the rough qualities common to spontaneous drafts as well as the color and spontaneity enabled only by recording uninhibited first impressions. I’ve chosen to publish this with little editorial correction. It is the spirit, the sense of wonder, the adrenaline charge of exploring the unknown that I wish to share.”
James Warfield
from the Prologue of An African Journal, 2000
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