Here is my 3rd vlog for My Destination’s Biggest Baddest Bucket List competition!
Winners week in London is drawing closer, and it’s got me thinking about my dream trip and where I would go if I win the 6 month trip around the world and $50,000.
So… what’s on your bucket list?
If you haven’t yet done so, please go to my page to view my original entry video (a 3 min tour of Montreal!) and help me out by clicking “support and follow this finalist” – the green tab to the right:
Thanks for your support and I’d love to hear your favourite must-sees around the world!
Just posted my latest vlog with a couple words about what I’ve been up to this week, but mostly some photobooth storytelling… this one’s worth watching til the end. I’ll let this video speak for itself, so, without further ado: check it out!
If you like it, remember to click “support and follow this finalist” on my page at:
By doing so, you can really help me in my quest for a trip around the world and 50,000 buckeroos.
Hello and thanks to all my wonderful supporters and followers! – your regular programming of travel photos, anecdotes and mini-essays will continue after this, with more content than ever… but in the meantime:
Above is a re-post of my entry into the contest, for those who are just joining me on this journey, and right below that – my first vlog as a Top 10 finalist for My Biggest Baddest Bucket List!
A huge thanks to everybody out there who voted for me in the first round, but did you know that you can do so again?
You, yes, you, can make all the difference in my quest for the final 6 month trip of a lifetime & $50,000, which I intend to distribute amongst worthy NGOs I encounter on my travels. If you haven’t already done so, AND you liked my entry, AND you’d like to see the money go to something other than the most expensive chandelier I can find, then please click HERE and click on “support and follow” next to the video :
…And one more thing… if any of you know anyone in the tourism, media and/or mannequin manufacturing business, please be in touch, as I’ll be needing all the publicity I can get!
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Youtube: Nasuna Stuart-Ulin
Today has been a CRAZY day! Found out this morning that I made the TOP 10 for My Destinations Biggest Baddest Bucket List Competition (check out my 3min video submission in my previous post) but I’m not out of the woods yet! Next step: I’m off to the UK on May 18th for a week of challenges to duke it out for the final round the world trip. Looks like I’ll be on my toes for another 5 weeks!
I took this picture while exploring a hilarious interactive exhibit by Martin Creed at the National Gallery of Canada in Ottawa (for more on our capital city, check out my fellow BBB top 10 finalist, Véronique Morissette’s video ). It was a room filled with 20,000 black balloons which you could move through, often in total darkness. They were so tightly packed that sometimes a step forward meant that the balloons you displaced would cause one on the other side of the room to be squished until it burst! It was unnerving and exhilarating all at once, navigating this sea of unpredictability… and the exit was all but impossible to find. The balloons were 5 deep overhead, and flung my hair out in every direction. I could hear other visitors laughing or yelping with every snap crackle & pop, yet had no idea where they were. After much shuffling around, I saw some light filtering through. Aha! At last! But as you see, I came face to face against the glass, far from the exit and able to see the stairs up, up and out, but I still had a journey ahead of me.
…but of course some self portraits were in order, and despite the confused and innocent museum visitors outside, I took my time and collected as much static as possible.
Ok, so that analogy got de-railed a bit, but the point is that I’m not entirely sure how I got here, but I ain’t done yet! I’m honoured and flabbergasted by this new reality, especially given all of the amazing submissions I watched when the competition was open. To all my fellow entrants I just want to say: wanna come surf on my couch? … or, can I come surf on yours? If any of you are in Montreal, drop me a line!
And to my dear readers (or watchers, if you only dig pics) I still need your support! You can “follow” me via facebook traipsing around London in the lead-up to the Big Winner Announcement by clicking on the green tab to the right at:
To get a better picture of the Martin Creed Balloons Exhibit, check out this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=QrKvDhcmXE4#!
YIPPEE! (fun fact: I just had to look up how to spell YIPPEE!)
Hey all you lovely blog readers/followers… welcome to my 3 minute whirlwind tour of my favourite city: Montréal!
This is my entry to My Destination’s Biggest Baddest Bucket List competition, where I can win a trip around the world AND 50 grand! This is the craziest prize I’ve ever heard of, so I had to give it a shot.
I need your votes, shares & likes, so take a gander and vote away
You can vote using one or all of the following: Facebook, Twitter, Stumble-Upon, Pinterest & Google+.
10 finalists are chosen in the first round, 5 which are picked by judges, and 5 picked by popular vote, then they head to the UK on an all expense paid trip and a new set of challenges! If I get that far then I’ll pee my pants! But I can’t do it without your help, so please take a second to vote here:
Voting closes March 31st (Sunday) so get your share on!
PS. It was impossible to cram everything into this short video, even though I was running around like a madwoman, but I think I’ve captured at least a little slice of this city. What do you think I missed? I’d love to hear about your favourite spots!
My mother naps, wrapped in a hammock in Mexico. She is alive and well, but here, she seems to sleep eternally.
The other day I watched the film Amour, which won the Palme d’Or at Cannes and best foreign film at the Oscars this year. It shed light on the final stages of life, which I think few people dwell on until they find themselves there, and then they haven’t got a choice. That’s the scariest thing – getting to a place where you no longer have a say… where you can’t assert your identity. What does it feel like to lose control over your own existence?
I listened to a really interesting podcast this week by Radiolab called “The Bitter End” which wrestled with this question. They found that there’s a surprising gap between what doctors will do for us when death is near, and what doctors want done for themselves. While most of us would say: save my life at any cost, doctors know the invasiveness of many life-prolonging interventions. The majority opt for an earlier death soothed by painkillers, rather than a few extra months with a breathing tube. A study done in 1996 found that TV medical dramas depict CPR as having a survival rate of 75%, but I was stunned to learn that in reality, it’s only 8%! And of that, only 3% return to a normal quality of life. No wonder our perception is skewed.
In the end, all living things share the same inescapable fate. I guess doctors think about that more than most. To me, the thought is simultaneously comforting and terrifying – the idea that we’re all in it together, and yet
… but what can you do?
This is an optical illusion.
Years ago, I was given a book called Masters of Deception, a fascinating anthology of optical illusions which I highly recommend to anyone who wants to gain perspective… or lose perspective. Whatever your poison, just like everyone needs a good cry once in a while, so should they pour over that book.
In any case, I can’t look at this photo without being reminded of a mind-bending drawing by Jos de Mey, a Belgian artist, called Uit- en Inzichtraam voor Ars et Mathesisvrienden… whether it’s more befuddling to say or to see is up to you.
Some friends of mine were building their new house in Westmount in the adjacent lot to their current home, and asked me to photograph the foundation in an abstract way. I had a good window to do so during the construction holiday, so I scouted the location and came upon an angle that played tricks on the eyes. The rebar posts, sticking vertically out of the concrete, aligned themselves in such a way that it seemed to create a step in the plane.
The safest passage to the lot was through my friends’ backyard, so they had given me keys to their house while they were on holiday. I resolved to shoot later that week, just before dawn, when the light would be best.
I returned at two in the morning on the last day. The street was dark and quiet – the silence amplified since I had just come from Osheaga, which was anything but sleepy.
I’d arrived with plenty of time to set up and wait for morning. I thought about this as I jostled the spare keys and fiddled with the lock. It took me a while to open the door, but I finally got in and… the alarm starts beeping. Before I could say, “that’s funny, they didn’t mention an alarm”, I hear someone’s voice saying HEY, WHO’S THERE?! And fumbling on the stairs. In my head I said “oh shit” and out loud I said, “it’s Nasuna! It’s me! It’s just me!”
The cops were nearly called, and I had some (very) sheepish explaining to do… they had come back a day early and assumed I’d already shot the property.
… anyway if any of you dear readers would like me to photograph your house and/or break into it while you’re sleeping, you know where to find me.