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mixtape: lazy bed grooves

By: forourjxms December 1, 2018December 2, 2018
jxms mixtapescharlie lim, deserts xuan, diana wang, ez kim, julia wu, o3ohn, sam kim, zicoLeave a Comment on mixtape: lazy bed grooves

Tunes that bounce and groove but with chill. Stay in bed folks, it’s that kind of day.

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mixtape: evening commute

By: forourjxms March 25, 2018March 25, 2018
jxms mixtapescrowd lu, diana wang, han all, leesa, mixer, moonmoonLeave a Comment on mixtape: evening commute

Catch these chill tunes after a long day on your way home.

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Top 3 of 2017

By: forourjxms December 27, 2017December 2, 2018
jxms mixtapescrowd lu, diana wang, hatfelt, khalil fong, lala hsu, sister's barbershop, wang lei, yoon jong shinLeave a Comment on Top 3 of 2017

Top three songs/albums that ruled the charts, and the hearts of Jasmine and Mirae’s.

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wandering some landscapes with @patternsandportraits for the next season. ๐Ÿ’•
#CarpDreams // I have a love-hate relationship with fish and am considerably obsessed with writing them into my poems. This may or may not be due to the fact that I am poetically the manifestation of a shoreline and therefore invested in bodies of water. If A Carp Dreams Of The Milky Way is both literally and not literally about fish. Itโ€™s also about planets and language and grief and mythology. Itโ€™s a nerdy, stardusty chapbook and I canโ€™t wait for it to come into this world ๐Ÿ˜Œ
rp from @penrosepress ๐Ÿ‰ // In january I emailed Brianna and Natalie asking if they would be interested in working with me to publish a manuscript I had as a scroll. They said y e s. ๐Ÿ˜š When I was 8, my family moved to the historical literary city, Suzhou ่˜‡ๅทž. I didnโ€™t know then the significance of that sleepy, old landscape being plowed for manufacturing redevelopment, but the architecture, art, rock gardens, tea culture and abundant literature grew a distinctive sensibility in me (maybe thatโ€™s when my soul became a grandma). Dialoguing about paper, formats, colours, images, and all the other little parts that will make this manuscript whole trigger a lot of details from those 4 years of childhood: wooden lattice patterns, grottos, lotus ponds, bamboo groves, stone tiles, berry picking, mountain fog and the vast ่ฅฟๆน–โ€”specificities I didnโ€™t know I carried, piled quietly into my corners or airborne in my memories. โ€œIf A Carp Dreams Of The Milky Wayโ€ ใ€Œ่‹ฅ้ฏ‰้ญšๅคข่ฆ‹้Š€ๆฒณใ€will be out some time in the fall. Maybe Iโ€™ll share more stories around it over the next few months? ๐Ÿ˜Œ
O u t. โœŒ๏ธ
All through July Iโ€™ll be hanging with this fantastic bunch of creatives, incubating their ideas and projects and dreaming up radical futures together. #DiasporasianFutures is a dream come true for P40โ€™s inheritance year programming and iโ€™m so grateful that itโ€™s happening. Thx @artreachto & @torontoartscouncil โ™ฅ๏ธ
im a heat bb. its my biology. above 25 degrees i am invincible. and always down for day sleeps. โœŒ๏ธ
// ็››๏ผš abundant, full, flourishing. ๅค๏ผšsummer. // ็››ๅค (shรจngxiร )๏ผšmidsummer, the height of summer. In exactitude: fullness, heat, laughter and heartbreak and day sleeps and forgotten nights spilling over and over in lazy waves, in slow motion, in the disappearing tail of a firework and the quivers of tall grass against a blue sky. literally: summer in abundance.
#tbt to a glorious tea & chocolate tasting that @chrwonstie & i did as part of #jabscollabโ€™s Twenty-Five programming ๐Ÿ˜Œ what a night it was. who wants more?
@hellokellyland & i did a stop motion gif-making workshop as part of @regentparkfilmโ€™s Home Made Visible series at the Don Mills Public Library โ™ฅ๏ธ my favourite part of workshopping is sharing the energy of someone whoโ€™s discovering their own creative capacity and becomes excited by it. I often see it in the way they look at their work. That moment of recognition is so beautiful and it gives me so much hope. ๐ŸŒฑ

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the sky was beautiful // โ€œsomeone who says โ€˜again, once moreโ€™ already has the ability to start something new in their heart.โ€ โ€” jung hae yoon. - โ€œ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋ผ๊ณ  ๋งํ•˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์˜ ๋งˆ์Œ ์•ˆ์—๋Š” ์ด๋ฏธ ์ƒˆ๋กœ ์ถœ๋ฐœํ•˜๋Š” ๋Šฅ๋ ฅ์ด ์žˆ๋‹ค." โ€” ์ •ํ˜œ์œค PD, #์ผ๊ฐ„์ด์Šฌ์•„ ์ธํ„ฐ๋ทฐ์—์„œ. ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ๋„์ „์€ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์นœ๊ตฌ๋ฅผ ์‚ฌ๊ท€์–ด์•ผ ๋˜๊ณ ; ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ข‹์•„ํ•˜๋Š” ์นดํŽ˜, ์ฑ…๋ฐฉ, ๊ณต์›์„ ์ฐพ์•„์•ผ๋˜๊ณ ; ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๊ธฐ์˜๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋Š” ๋‚ ์”จ๋ฅผ ์ •ํ•ด์•ผ๋˜๊ณ ; ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋‚˜์˜ ํŽธ์•ˆํ•จ์„ ์ฐพ์•„์•ผ ๋˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ค. ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ๋„์ „์€ ์•ˆ์ •ํ•จ์— ๋จธ๋ฌผ์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ  ๋‹ค์‹œ ์‚ถ์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ๋ณธ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋งˆ์Œ๊ฐ€์ง์ด๋‹ค.
visits to west coast lands i will soon be further away from, thanks to friends and family, or excuses to see more, experience more, and eat more seafood. - ์ Š์„ ๋•Œ ๋งŽ์ด ๋ด์•ผํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ . ๊ฐ€๊นŒ์šธ ๋•Œ ๋งŽ์ด ๊ฐ€๋ด์•ผํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ . ๊ณง ์ง€๊ตฌ ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ํŽธ์œผ๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋Š”๋ฐ ์ง€๊ธˆ ๊ธฐํšŒ๊ฐ€ ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ ๊ฐ€์•ผ์ง€. ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ๋ผ๋„ ์ด๋ฒˆ ์—ฌ๋ฆ„์— ๋ˆ ๋งŽ์ด ์“ด๊ฑฐ ๊ดœ์ฐฎ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์œ„๋กœํ•ด์•ผ์ง€. ๋ฏธ๋ž˜์— ์–ธ์ œ ๋˜ ๋งŒ๋‚˜์ž. - from a hike up vancouverโ€™s st markโ€™s summit (& clumsy me getting injured, of course); a walk up los angelesโ€™ griffith observatory; an evening walk near my cousinโ€™s seattle home. miigwetch to the coast salish: musqueam, tsleil-waututh, squamish, kwikwetlem, duwamish, and chumash, gabrieleรฑo, tataviam.
์—ฌํ–‰์„ ํ•˜๋Š” ๋™์•ˆ ๋งค์ผ ์•„์นจ์— ์ฐพ์•„์˜ค๋Š” #์ผ๊ฐ„์ด์Šฌ์•„. ํ•˜๋ฃจ๋ฅผ ์‹œ์ž‘ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์ „, ํ•˜๋ฃจ๋ฅผ ๋งˆ๋ฌด๋ฆฌ ํ•˜๊ธฐ ์ „, ์ƒˆ๋กœ์šด ๊ณณ์„ ํ–ฅํ•œ ๋ฒ„์Šค, ์ง€ํ•˜์ฒ , ๋น„ํ–‰๊ธฐ์•ˆ์—์„œ, ๋ถˆ์•ˆ์ •ํ•˜๊ณ  ๋์—†๋Š” ์ฃผ๋ณ€ ์˜์‹๊ณผ ๋ฏธ๋ž˜์˜ ๊ฑฑ์ • ์†์— ๋งค์ผ ์ฐพ์•„์™€ ํ‰์˜จํ•œ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์„ ๋งŒ๋“ค์–ด ์ฃผ๋Š” ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋“ค. - ํ˜ผ์ž ์ƒˆ ๋„์‹œ๋ฅผ ๋Œ์•„๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๋‹ค ์นดํŽ˜์— ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€ ์ ์‹ฌ์„ ๋จน์œผ๋ฉฐ ์œ ์ง„๋ชฉ ์ž‘๊ฐ€๋‹˜์˜ ์ธํ„ฐ๋ทฐ๋ฅผ ์ฝ์—ˆ๋‹ค. ์ž๊ธฐ ์‚ถ์„ ์†”์งํ•˜๊ฒŒ ์‚ด์•„๊ฐ€๋Š” ๊ทธ๋…€๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด๋‚˜๋„ ๋ฉ‹์žˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ๋Š๊ปด์กŒ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋…€์˜ ๋ง๋“ค์€ ์ง€๊ธˆ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ธ์ƒ์— ์งˆ๋ฌธํ•˜๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ๋“ค์— ์–ด๋–ค ์œ„๋กœ๋ฅผ ์ฃผ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋‹ค. (์‚ฌ์ง„์€ ์ฝ”ํ€ดํ‹€๋žŒ๊ณผ ์‹œ์• ํ‹€์—์„œ) - every morning iโ€™m greeted with an email containing a story of someoneโ€™s life. during my trip, iโ€™ve been reading it either right when i wake up or before i close the day, or while on some vehicle heading towards somewhere new. today i read lee sullaโ€™s interview with writer mok eugene at a cafe in a new city. their honest intimate conversation brought solace to the questions iโ€™ve been throwing at the world. (photos: coquitlam and seattle)
a moment from this june pt.3 // trying to move towards nature ๊ทผ๋ฐ ํ—ˆ๋‹น์ด๋ผ์„œ ๊ณ„์† ๋„˜์–ด์ง€๊ณ  ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ž˜ ์•ˆ๋œ๋‹ค...
a moment from this june pt.2 // trying to move towards water more and enjoy times with people i love.
a moment from this june pt.1 // trying to enjoy this city when itโ€™s the most beautiful.
๊ทธ๊ฒƒ์€ ์˜ค๋Š˜์˜ ๋‰ด์Šค๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋ ๊ฑฐ๊ณ  ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์–ด๋– ํ•œ ๋‚  ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋ณดํŽธ์ ์ธ ํ•˜๋ฃจ๋ฅผ ๋งˆ๋ฌด๋ฆฌํ• ๊ฑฐ๋‹ค. ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๊ทธ๋“คํ•œํ…Œ๋Š” ์˜ค๋Š˜์€ ๊ธฐ์–ต์—์„œ ํ•ญ์ƒ ๋‚จ์•„์žˆ์„ ๋‚ ์ด ๋ ๊ฑฐ๊ณ  ํ•˜๋ฃจ๋ฅผ ๋ฏฟ๊ณ  ์‹ถ์ง€ ์•Š์œผ๋ฉฐ ๋ฐค์„ ์„ค์น ๊ฑฐ๋‹ค. ์•„๋ฌด๋ ‡์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒŒ ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ€๋Š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์˜ ๋ชจ์Šต์ด ์ฐธ ๋ถ€๋„๋Ÿฝ๋‹ค. - thinking about loss and witnessing otherโ€™s sorrow; outsiderโ€™s temporal interest and passing by; how a day gets marked with so much pain for one, yet others move on. / photos from a car ride to the incheon airport many months ago.
i decided to create a piece that is reflective on how my brain functions bilingually simultaneously. i sometimes have no idea what language iโ€™m speaking to my bf because iโ€™m going back and forth so much & i only know when i pause myself to recall the words iโ€™ve just spoken. i only started to read korean books and write paragraphs in korean a couple of years ago. iโ€™ve depended on english to express myself until university when i realized korean felt more truthful to me and i felt the need (& interest) to learn more about the language that iโ€™ve never had a chance to properly learn. having immigrated here at age 7, i could only have developed an intimate relationship with korean because my dad continuously sends me long messages & i desire to reply with a comprehensible language; and because i desire to communicate with my brother & understand the latest slangs and ideas. the piece in @projectx40cโ€™s looseleaf staff anthology is special for another reason. the korean text are taken from my phone notes written at various points of my early twenties - an ongoing journey when they started to have expectations for me, when i realized i needed to come to terms, when i began to feel more comfortable with myself. very thankful to be part of this with some of the wonderful people at p40 & looseleaf. this staff anthology is for sale, if you want to grab a copy!
๋ช‡๋…„ ๋™์•ˆ ๋ชป ๋ณด๊ณ  ๋Š๋‚„ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ์˜ ์—ฌ๋ฆ„์„ ์—ด์‹ฌํžˆ ์ฆ๊ฒจ๋ณด์ž. - when sky meets water and nothing is visible beyond; my favourite view
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