Sentences with phrase «of magical thinking where»

I came into the MFA Program as a painter but not really understanding what painting is (this was the time of BFAs in self - exploration) and found myself in a space of magical thinking where I assumed, now that I was in the same program that graduated the likes of Chuck Close and Brice Marden, I would suddenly be able to paint anything I wanted.

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I'm truly honored to be a part of a company that feels like a family; a place where I refer to my peers as friends first, coworkers second; a place that I can wake up every morning and get excited about going to; a workplace environment that empowers its occupants to produce their absolute best work; and a place that is full of so much love, care, dedication, and selflessness that the only appropriate word that I can think of to describe it would have to be «magical».

Rubin's decision to share his story about financial losses at Goldman Sachs where he «weathered the storm» using his magical existential thinking stands in contrast to Citigroup's condition with Rubin as the long - tenured Chair of the Executive Committee.

This lead to the magical thinking that rare examples, like four leaf clovers and white buffalo, are «lucky» or a «sign» of something, where the reality is that they're just not average.

I live in (southern) California — where rain, if that, is all we get — so I find snow and the thought of cozy fires inside so magical.

With Kaye's deep, rich vocals (think Natalie Merchant) and a diverse blend of acoustic and electric accompaniment that evokes all the magical noise of childhood, listeners are drawn into a world that is decidedly kid, but where adults feel at home as well.

Our Super Proteins are created close to where CS Lewis created the magical world of Narnia and we hope a little of his magical thinking has rubbed off on us as we draw upon our imagination to create these special one - of - a kind Super Proteins.

Think of it as a magical wonderland where magnificent beasts are frozen in time.

On a trip through Wales more than a decade ago, the border town of Hay - on - Wye — where some 30 used bookstores live cheek by jowl — beckoned irresistibly, while on another U.K. trip, a book - loving friend and I tracked down an old manor house cum used bookstore in the middle of nowhere in, I think, Buckinghamshire, stuffed to its Victorian rafters with well - priced reading treasures (I have forgotten its name and exact location, and a Google search has come to naught, suggesting that this magical place is long gone — or perhaps only appears one day every hundred years like Brigadoon).

We live in a world where the next main stream FPS easily sells 1 million copy in the first 24 hours (see: http://www.businessinsider.com/destiny-day-one-sales-500-million-2014-9), it's a sad truth it will need a couple of steam sales to get DOS to the magical 1 million barrier, if it will even ever get there (i think so it will eventually).

I think this is a really good move on From Software's part since it maximizes player interaction, which is where some of the most magical moments in Souls games come from.

Just think of Minecraft, another game that for all its other treats is by a lot of people (myself included) mostly played for that magical feeling of exploring a world where I am not guided along on a leash.

Think: documentation of handmade boats navigating the waters surrounding New York City, interactive mythological topographies, ephemera from a «magical» bus tour of suburban New Jersey (which included a visit to the basement couch where the facilitator lost his virginity), subway improvement gestures, and much more.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

Grounds for Magical Thinking @ J Hammond Projects A diverse three person group show where it's the sculpture of Adam Shiu - Yang Shaw that shines through with his headless seated mannequin and a model house, both with a creepy air about them.

In «Magical Thinking» these six artists present images which thrust the viewers back in time to their childhoods where they recall such similar instances of creative denial or solution.

Hee Sook Kim states about her work: «Words are openings, portals to other worlds rooted in magical places where sense is a new way of thinking, where thinking is embodied in breathing.

It is this kind of magical thinking, seen previously in Volvo's beeping helmet and other techno - fixes, where beeping half - baked electronic solutions are offered instead of what we really need — driver education and safe infrastructure.

That's what doesn't register amongst the Tea Party, and where much of its magical thinking about the environment falls apart — you can't protect the nation's air, water, and wildlife just by being a determined, individual citizen and guiding your personal choice towards the morally correct end.

Typical of the magical thinking of the Tech / Complexity Will Save Us delusion, this article explores the issue of where the resources will come from for EV batteries, but at no point talks about the actual total reserves, rate of use vs. those reserves, and whether those reserves become uneconomic to exploit at some point.

Here, you get to stay at a magical little cottage castle where someone has thought of you and catered to your needs.