Sharpie Al

Charlotte Alice Overton-Hart, or just Sharpie Al.

Champion of ageing and the old, and the experience and wisdom of older people, inspired by my 92-year-old gran, Nancy.

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This wonderfully synesthetic picture reminds me of what Gran’s flat used to smell like: floral somehow, with a crush of malted milk biscuits. Perhaps with a whiff of fresh linen mixed in, and a hint of lavender soap. Do you see smell what I mean? When it comes to describing smell, language is totally inadequate. Still, that didn’t stop the Japanese. Karieshuu is a word meaning the distinctive smell of the elderly. And it’s not bad. It’s just different. (via It’s Okay To Be Smart).

This wonderfully synesthetic picture reminds me of what Gran’s flat used to smell like: floral somehow, with a crush of malted milk biscuits. Perhaps with a whiff of fresh linen mixed in, and a hint of lavender soap. Do you see smell what I mean?

When it comes to describing smell, language is totally inadequate. Still, that didn’t stop the Japanese. Karieshuu is a word meaning the distinctive smell of the elderly. And it’s not bad. It’s just different.

(via It’s Okay To Be Smart).

Source sisterarrow.com
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Forced bulbs. I vaguely remember a lot of these at school. Pretty, yes, but a bad metaphor for education. Better in the big wide world, by far.

Forced bulbs.

I vaguely remember a lot of these at school. Pretty, yes, but a bad metaphor for education. Better in the big wide world, by far.

Source matthewthehorse.co.uk
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I don’t have a balcony. But I do have a jelly mould. It’s a *little little* garden.

I don’t have a balcony. But I do have a jelly mould. It’s a *little little* garden.

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This week part of my graphic design homework involved looking up urban weeds: a project right up my street. Literally. Besides dandelions and daisies, I realised I was pretty much at a loss to actually identify different types of weeds, which really are “flowers too, once you get to know them” (A.A. Milne). As an urbanite, I almost certainly have plant blindness (a term coined by Wandersee and Schlusser in 1998), at least in the sense that I am unable to identify many of the plants in my neighbourhood, even if I notice them in the first place. More specifically of course, it turns out I have weed blindness. Great.

This week part of my graphic design homework involved looking up urban weeds: a project right up my street. Literally. Besides dandelions and daisies, I realised I was pretty much at a loss to actually identify different types of weeds, which really are “flowers too, once you get to know them” (A.A. Milne). As an urbanite, I almost certainly have plant blindness (a term coined by Wandersee and Schlusser in 1998), at least in the sense that I am unable to identify many of the plants in my neighbourhood, even if I notice them in the first place. More specifically of course, it turns out I have weed blindness. Great.


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