Always be yourself, express yourself, have faith in yourself, do not go out and look for a successful personality and duplicate it.
Bruce Lee
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Done
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
― Marilyn Monroe
My BOY Brian the Photographer
Young, gifted and one hell of a photographer. On this day Brian Molepo and his pals displayed lovely photographs that they single handidly took. I still rate government must provide young entrepreneurs and up and coming talented fine arts youth with funding. South Africa is talented.
Love.Pray.Laugh
Love.Pray.Laugh
Thursday, 25 July 2013
Jessica Sanchez Stuttering
I don't usually watch American Idol, but I found myself gasping for air when I heard this 17 year old girl sing. She sang 'Stuttering' by Jazmine Sullivan as if it were her own, and boy did she own it.Enjoy
Solange-performs Bad Girls in the back of black cab for black cab sessions
This is what should be all about...
The truth in these lyrics...
"Its everything that I seem to ignore...
The classroom that I treated as a war...
The pocket book I see, I never saw...
The parts are still and I'm never called...
The bed I woke up in and thats not my own..
The make-up that I'm glad to def let go of..
The lie I lost my phone on the way home...
The taxi where I dont know where Im go....No...
And still I try to throw into my own hurricane..
Its like you spot me trying from a thousand miles away..
I looked down on you so deep down I know that we're the same
Its stupid thinking that you want come to play my game
Tell me, whats wrong?
No i cant tell you whats wrong...
I cant tell you whats wrong...
I cant tell you whats wrong....
Love.pray.laugh
The truth in these lyrics...
"Its everything that I seem to ignore...
The classroom that I treated as a war...
The pocket book I see, I never saw...
The parts are still and I'm never called...
The bed I woke up in and thats not my own..
The make-up that I'm glad to def let go of..
The lie I lost my phone on the way home...
The taxi where I dont know where Im go....No...
And still I try to throw into my own hurricane..
Its like you spot me trying from a thousand miles away..
I looked down on you so deep down I know that we're the same
Its stupid thinking that you want come to play my game
Tell me, whats wrong?
No i cant tell you whats wrong...
I cant tell you whats wrong...
I cant tell you whats wrong....
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Michaela DePrince - Ballet Dancer
Having a ballet, ballroom and african contemporary dancing background, seeing such young talent makes me get goose bumps.....
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