I'm just a curbside prophet

I am 100% Minnesotan, 100% traveler, and 16% sass, wedged into a dorky graphic designer’s body. When I am not drinking coffee and listening to music to recharge my batteries, I am overflowing with creativity and flooding the world with my ability to create an international understanding with my designs. This blog was created to help document inspirations on my travels to different countries. The title "I'm a curbside prophet" is from a song by Jason Mraz, one of my favorite songs that seemed absolutely fitting for what I am trying to do with this blog.

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"Listen now . When people talk listen completely. Don’t be thinking what you’re going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe. You should be able to go into a room and when you come out know everything that you saw there and not only that. If that room gave you any feeling you should know exactly what it was that gave you that feeling. Try that for practice."

— Ernest Hemingway

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Be Better 2015

2015 is the year that needs to be better. Despite last years really fantastic moments that occurred there were also fucked moments. I'm happy for those who had a generally thrilling 2014 but I can say it was not my favorite. I want and I need 2015 to be better but I know it won’t get better unless I make myself better.

Here are some ways I want to do to make me be better…

- Once every month create a video of whatever the heck I want. Mainly they will be clips of my experiences in New York.

- Once a week just walk around the city and just look at life around me and draw something from that experience.

- Once a week sit on the couch and relax.

- Once a week call my dad.

- Write more postcards.

  I want to be more of an artist. I want to fall back in love with New York. I want to be more present for things that could be gone the next day.

Here's to a better me!

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"I am that crazy that you need. I am just not that crazy that you want."

me

(and one day I will make a lovely graphic for it by me)

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"A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor"

(Photography by me, Brooklyn Bridge September 2013)

When I first started this blog it was to help me document the things that inspired me as an artist as I travel. I'm approaching my 10 month mark of moving to New York City. New York is a weird WEIRD place and I like to think I know weird but there really is nothing like it. It's everything I want and need it to be the good and the bad. I admire the positive energy that genuinely pours out of people if I am going through something frustrating. It's because EVERYONE in New York has been through something similar or worse haha. Instead of being like Oh you think that's bad well this happened to me! They listen and they nod to every word you say like yes I've been their hunny.  I've always believed things have a way of working themselves out when something unpleasant happens to someone. In New York no one is here to sit on their ass. That being said things always oddly work out. Which is why I fear the day I leave New York because not knowing you will live in 7 days wont be considered normal.

My favorite thing about moving some where new is making new strong friendships. I think I am friendship addict. Hello, my name is Charlinda and I'd love to meet you. Seriously. People who live in New York are workaholics/hard workers but know how to have fun and allow themselves to. Fact. Your work life will be as crazy as your social life. Also your coworkers are as crazy and weird as your friends are. The amount of personality that oozes out of the people I've met keeps me curious and keeps my battery charged. 

That all being said wherever you may be I think this lesson I've learned from being New York is fitting to all. Applying yourself doesn't mean you have to say no to fun.

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"I know a thousand wise things. And I’m not going to tell you one."

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my soul never stepped inside another person’s so easily as it stepped in yours. I felt safe in there. Nothing changed. My perception of myself did not change. I was not self-conscious. I was just physically there with you. It was a world without mirrors, a world without self-judgment. There’s a danger in that: I didn’t want to leave it, nor did you want me to. I wonder if you had that feeling too — of safety, confidence, comfort. I think you must have. It only worked because we understood each other perfectly. There were no lies, or justifications, or consolations, or denials, in the margins. There didn’t need to be. we had something that is hard to find, and perhaps impossible to keep.

Violet Young

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2013/the-favorite-ex/

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Scully (pictured) wonders if meownisota tanks come in xxxxxxxxsmall.  Selling these and a few t-shirts with the same design at Art-A-Whirl today and this weekend outside of Q.arma in Minneapolis.  www.theletteraych.com

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I need this like right meow

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I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.

-Augusten Burroughs (via notimefornow)

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Dang Picasso....

but no seriously he's right.

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Let’s dance

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Comfort food

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Margarita Georgiadis

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The Edge of Our Bodies

I am having one of those days where I just miss everything. I am not really sure how else to say it but like that. It's not in a way where I am unhappy or missing days that were "better" because I am happy. I took the leap of faith I always dreamed I would, and I have no regrets what so ever. Its one of those moments where you look at your life outside of yourself. Which now that I am saying that it reminds me of this play I saw called the Edge of our Bodies, which I am now titling this post just that. I am just thinking of all I have done, all I have experienced and the little girl in me is thinking did you seriously do all that?! Holy crap. Essentially if I were to drop dead today I can't say I would die with some ghostly unfinished business. However my wants and needs are not finished, I have much to live for and much more I want to experience especially in the settling down factor of my life. I just can't believe sometimes how many wonderful people I have in my life, how many people I have met and been so lucky to call a friend. Its this great feeling of accomplishment as I look at my life and think wow you have captured the ultimate American Dream of content...or the pursuit of happiness. Maybe its the rush of caffeine hitting my system but I have butterflies of happiness of just being in love with my life. I don't have much materialistic wise to brag about, but with the intangible I might as well have the riches of an dead Egyptian Pharaoh. This is why I say I just miss everything and to quote Lena Dunham "I want all the things". I think where I am in my life is going to be one of those key moments that I will reflect on and miss too. I want what I had, what I have, and what I will have...I want all the things.

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