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A ROLLABLE POSTER THAT PLAYS MUSIC WHEN YOU TOUCH IT

Every time Coachella rolls around, crazy awesome stuff like this grabs our attention. It doesn’t make that much sense combined with a spice company since taste is one of the few senses not activated by this amazing art+tech mashup, but we’re thankful to Schwartz nonetheless for funding this amazing, rollable poster that can play music on your phone when you run your fingers across it. 

Illustrator Billie Jean was invited to create a visual articulation of what taste might look like. Each herb and spice depicted in the artwork was then assigned a musical chord matching its flavour characteristic. For example, cumin became E flat major, chilli was ascribed A flat major and fennel was characterised by a higher pitched F minor. The image was then back-printed with an innovative conductive ink, effectively giving the poster capacitive touch technology. When paired with a mobile device via Bluetooth, the poster becomes an interactive musical instrument.

Check out more on the amazing poster here

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'it really is simple, honestly'

Numbers And Steel

From the fourthcoming album ‘Love Can Prevail / Blackwater’.

-“Tell me if that’s real to you”

"Salvation Over Medication"

“I’m getting out of here. They’re trying to poison me. You shouldn’t take medication either. They want to kill us all. Jesus is the only one who can save us. There are natural ways to heal,” she whispered.

Ms. Brown was a tall, slender woman of Haitian descent. Her piercing eyes were usually covered by a brown shoulder length wig, but on this night her serious expression lay in plain sight like a lone cactus in a desert from beneath her stocking cap. It was one of the rare moments when she decided to speak to me as opposed to herself. She was a paranoid schizophrenic, and my roommate in a psychiatric unit at Bellevue Hospital in NYC.

Groggy and overly medicated, I had agreed to check myself into one of the most dangerous psychiatric facilities in the country earlier that morning. I thought I was being admitted into the hospital from the ER to rest. Now I was in the system, stripped of my cell phone and personal items, with my every move monitored.

Ambitious but naive, I had moved to Jersey City about 6 months earlier with no real financial backing. Just a marketing internship and a retail job in Times Square. The first cold winds of 2012 smacked me in the face and brought me back down to reality. I panicked. I cancelled my scheduled job interview for that morning and took the Path train home. I downed the last two of my Celexa pills down my throat, thinking it would pull me out of my feelings of failure, or at least clear my head enough to find motivation to stay in the greater NYC area. My only rationale for these actions was a desire to avoid an onset of chilly weather gloom at all costs.

Instead, the pills had the opposite effect. I felt even more depressed. I went back to the city and took the journey from midtown to 1st Ave. The September afternoon felt more like a November night in Maryland where I had moved from. The plan was to take a rest, have my prescription renewed, and keep it moving.

Now I was listening to Bible sermons before bed courtesy of Ms. Brown Baptist Church. I lay in my bed waiting for the next “head check”. I had the routine down from memory. Breakfast, medication, groups, lunch, medication, more groups, more medication, dinner, more medication, bedtime. Irony at it’s best. I worked as a CNA in a state mental facility just four years prior.

After asking the universe how I ended up on the other side of the spectrum for the hundredth time, I thanked karma. I was so glad for every time I ordered carry out for my former patients, let them have extra snacks from the vending machine, or stay outside longer for fresh air break. I truly believe my past kindness kept me protected during my own hospitalization.

The food was disgusting. The therapy groups seemed to be designed for elementary school age children. No wonder my former patients rarely wanted to participate in them. Alot of the patients were going to great lengths to avoid taking their prescriptions, and it made me wonder why I was so quick to take my antidepressants without question. Did I even really have seasonal affective disorder? Celexa had only made me feel worse.

“They want you to take it so they can really make you crazy so you can stay here forever,” Ms. Brown would say.

After eight long days I was free. I cried as I said goodbye to my new acquaintances. Back in 2008, I would’ve felt like an institution was the best answer for their lives. I left knowing a life of hall pacing and pill popping isn’t fit for anyone. I ended up moving back to Baltimore and researched alternative treatments for my so called condition. Now in 2014, I got through my first winter without any meds for the first time since I was 19, and have never felt more clear minded. Pill free for one year and five months now.

Ms. Brown from what I understand is also free. She managed to escape during “medication time” after lunch on my last day at Bellevue. Jesus had finally come to save her like she helped to save me.

-Me

Source http://fromawildflower.com/

The P I N K Chain | April Curley – “The Lone Traveler”

The P I N K Chain |April Curley – “The Lone Traveler”

I’m an advocate for both traveling and alone time.  Everytime I travel I return home feeling rejuvenated and inspired by those who I encountered during my journeys. And alone time, well that’s pretty much essential for sanity in my opinion. It’s also needed for self-growth and reflection. April Curley touches on both of these topics on her post via The Bold & The Fabulous. April currently works in recruitment for the non-profit Teacher For America which focuses on expanding educational opportunities for children in the grips of poverty. Check out what she had to say:

The Lone Traveler

In the last three years, I’ve had the incredible opportunity to travel all over the country for work. Throughout my escapades, I’ve often made these trips alone nearly giving my poor mother a heart attack as she has constantly worried about my safety. Recently, as I’ve reflected over the lessons learned from the last few years or “season” as I call it, never have I truly considered the lessons I’ve learned from traveling alone- until today. I sat on a service panel at Howard University and listened to experts from City Year and Peace Corps share their experiences when one young lady expressed her gratitude for being able to travel the world and ultimately become more comfortable with being, well, alone. It was in this moment that my mind began to gather all the ways in which I’ve grown from simply traveling by myself. Traveling alone has strengthened me in ways I never imagined and as I think deeper, I can draw so many connections to the spiritual journey I’ve also traveled alone- without a significant other that is. So as I walk through my top 5 lessons, I encourage you to 1. Think about the ways you’ve allowed yourself to travel alone spiritually and 2. How have you grown while in that season?

Top 5 Lessons I’ve Learned While Being a Lone Traveler:

1. I now ask the right questions. 
So instead of asking students on campus to point me in the direction of a particular building, I’ve learned to ask students to actually escort me instead (which students are absolutely willing to do). In my spiritual life, I’ve learned the same lesson in what I now ask of God. Are you limiting what God can do for you by asking Him the wrong questions?

2. My sense of direction has become a lot stronger. 
Before traveling, I legit had no sense of direction-just ask my friends and family who can attest to the fact that I NEVER know how to get places I’ve been a million times. Now, after being in the most no-where of places (shoutout to Waller, TX) I’ve developed an internal compass that guides me even when I have no clue where I am. One time while in Houston, in the pouring rain, with a dead phone and no GPS, I miraculously drove over 50 miles from the airport to my hotel, never once getting lost, something I would have NEVER BEEN ABLE TO DO 3 years ago. Have you developed your internal compass, ie, the Holy Spirit? Do you trust Him enough to get you to your destination?

3. I really appreciate alone time.
I literally love being around myself and find myself to be incredibly entertaining lol. Traveling alone has forced me to become comfortable in my own skin where eating alone in public, waiting alone in public, and working alone in public are now natural habits for me. Are you comfortable going to church or bible study by yourself? Can you handle doing the work of God WITHOUT a team?

4. My critical thinking and decision-making skills are much stronger.
If things go wrong while I’m on the road, I have to depend on my own ability to find solutions. No thought partners, no moral support, nothing. Just me, my bags, and my brain. Being able to think on my feet and change course as needed was something I learned when I was teaching, but those skills have definitely been sharpened. Are you confident in the decisions you have to make in the spiritual realm on a day-to-day basis? Have you allowed God to sharpen your spiritual critical thinking skills?

5. I trust my gut more.
One of the biggest lessons that I’ve learned from traveling alone is how to be in tune with my intuition. Whether that’s been walking to my car late at night after a long day on campus or meeting people who didn’t have the best interests at heart, my ability to discern what doesn’t feel right has greatly improved. Do you hear God? Can you discern His voice above all others?

For all my single folks, in what ways are you allowing God to work on YOU? Have you grown since your last relationship? If so, how? And if not, why not? While I selfishly write as though this were a diary, Im hopeful that my very personal lessons are relevant to someone, somewhere. Love yall and I’ll catch you next week! Side note, forgive any spelling/grammatical/syntax errors as I legit typed this on my phone on a train lol.

-ACC

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9 PINK Clouds [no. 1]

Private: 9 PINK Clouds [no. 1]

What’s better than it finally being Friday? Having our playlist is what!

We’ve decided it’s time to share some of our favorites via SoundCloud—so this should make you pretty damnexcited. Since 9 is the number of completion, we’re giving you just that: 9 songs to end your week right.

Many of these songs hold a special place in our hearts, since they’ve been there for so long. A few of the songs are more on the ”fairly new” side, but who doesn’t believe in love at first [hear]?

Okay, that’s the last laugh we’ll force out of you.

Here’s to the longest week ever: may this playlist help jump start your weekend. Now sit back, or dance if you please, and enjoy the 9!

- @laik_c X @banafide via www.thepinkmic.com

supermodi:

the best teacher in the world gave this card to her student to pump her up for state testing.

kendrick lamar is the handful of rappers who i see as role models for the future.

i see you, miss s. DC’s finest.

marxthespot:

innovative and interesting to say the least.

Who knows what the face of production will look like in 10 years.

The P-I-N-K Chain | Stylist Markia Smiley | #Harlet

The P-I-N-K Chain | Stylist Markia Smiley | #Harlet

The P-I-N-K Chain | Stylist Markia Smiley |#Harlet

Good afternoon! Today is the first feature on The P-I-N-K Chain. The concept is simple, we share the movements of a young creative women involved in music, literature, fashion, or entrepeneurial endeavors, and they send a suggestion our way, and it just continues from there. We needed to have something just for the ladies!

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Today we introduceMarkia Smiley, creator and wardrobe stylist of Harlet Styling.Harlet is a wardrobe styling brand for both men and women that wants to make it clear that great fashion sense can be attained without going broke. The brand also promotes the importance of having a healthy, positive body image. More of Markia’s work can be seen on her website http://harlethymnals.blogspot.com/, and as her saying goes, “live, laugh, and look great while doing it”.

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Find Markia Smiley @retrovintageME