Natalia Toronchuk

This is the tumblr of a young Montreal-er She works at a natural history museum, is writing a novel, and tries to support literary communities by writing, founding a business for indie bookstores (Bibliophibian.ca) and was the social media manager for the Canadian Festival of Spoken Word 2013 @spokenwordfest. She plays around in hobbies like piano, watercolour and amateur biology and botany. She's on twitter @RealNataliaT and youtube as RealNataliaT.
Don’t wait to be sure. Move, move, move.
Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via emotional-algebra)
Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing.
Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via youarethegreenwonderofjune)

dratsing:

How much do you want to bet that at this year’s cons there’s going to be hordes of stumbling pokemon trainers running into walls and constantly puling out paper mache helix fossils while their friends are behind them screaming “ABBBABAXBXLEFTRIGHT”

I’m just joining this today, and so I wanted to do a self-portrait, along with day 10. Therefore…

I am a McGill University graduate and current staff! (I am also cold!)

I’m excited to see others doing a photo a day!

fishingboatproceeds:

jacquelinewoodson:

How can I fuss at her for jacking up the couch like this?  Not her Fault…

How can this child whom I knew as a very small creature possibly be old enough to read my book?
I feel like I’m about to have a midlife crisis only of course I’m not middle aged.
OH GOD I AM MIDDLE AGED. OH GOD. I’M HAVING A MIDLIFE CRISIS. IT’S THE FIRST MIDLIFE CRISIS IN TUMBLR HISTORY.

At least this enables us all to observe it in real time and know what to anticipate. Despite my philosophy professor brother believing that panicking for answers isn’t enough good to contribute to the world, it helps others know how to do so too.

fishingboatproceeds:

jacquelinewoodson:

How can I fuss at her for jacking up the couch like this?  Not her Fault…

How can this child whom I knew as a very small creature possibly be old enough to read my book?

I feel like I’m about to have a midlife crisis only of course I’m not middle aged.

OH GOD I AM MIDDLE AGED. OH GOD. I’M HAVING A MIDLIFE CRISIS. IT’S THE FIRST MIDLIFE CRISIS IN TUMBLR HISTORY.

At least this enables us all to observe it in real time and know what to anticipate. Despite my philosophy professor brother believing that panicking for answers isn’t enough good to contribute to the world, it helps others know how to do so too.

lanactrlaltdelrey:

what a fucking idiot
i want 14 of them

lanactrlaltdelrey:

what a fucking idiot

i want 14 of them

(via meanjensen)

I believe that we must attack these things in which we do not believe. Not attack by the method of cutting off the heads of the people, but attack in the sense of discuss. I believe that we should demand that people try in their own minds to obtain for themselves a more consistent picture of their own world; that they not permit themselves the luxury of having their brain cut in four pieces or two pieces even, and on one side they believe this and on the other side they believe that, but never try to compare the two points of view. Because we have learned that, by trying to put the points of view that we have in our head together and comparing one to the other, we make some progress in understanding and in appreciating where we are and what we are.

I have the honour of having a photo published in the current (January/February 2014) issue of the Canadian Museums Association. You can check the entire issue out, or just look for the article on the Redpath Museum’s Zoology Collection Manager.

counterintuitivecomics:

One more for SPX! L3no2, the second stand-alone issue of my personal anthology, takes form as a sorta comics tone-poem called Made For Meltdown.  A collection of comics and art and writing ranging to the abstract and exploring mental illness, self-care, and finding peace through the process of creating.

Risograph printed by Good Pals Printing in blue with a two-color spread and a full color insert! Every comic is unique. Look back after SPX to order a copy yourself on my store!

I bought this zine at ExpoZine in Montreal last month. It is a beautiful piece on mental health… as you can read above. Then I bought the corresponding print to give as gifts to several people. I really appreciate the medium as an expression of mental illness/struggles.

"Postcards: true stories that never happened"

This book blends many of my loves: written correspondence, postcards, sad stories (often about love), collaboration and lovely art.

I picked this book up and flipped to one of the (many) sad, moving stories (“Time” which is the story on page 13, shown above) and immediately bought it as a gift for my then-boyfriend-now-husband.

I find it makes sense that so many of the interpreted stories of these postcards would be sad based on the medium they’re derived from: postcards of people that the artists don’t know, almost all of whom have certainly died, and a sense of loss and “missed connection” between the present-day reader of the card and the unknown author. I think this inevitably results in a more sober view. That said, many of the stories are not just similar in that regard, but a bit over the top dramatic and tragic. More creativity could’ve drawn out different types of stories, even if they all had this level of seriousness.

I don’t read a lot of graphic novels (not yet at least), but I really enjoyed the artwork styles, and liked the fact that they fit well with each other. I also appreciated being able to see the postcard at the beginning of each story, but I would’ve rather had a full page view of the postcard so that I could read and appreciate the postcard better, rather than having the editor’s comments about and reason for picking that card, which were often redundant. 

tl;dr This anthology is a pleasure to read and have, and is a nice gift for anyone, whether or not they’re “into” graphic novels, because the content is universal, sentimental and lovely.

thepeoplesrecord:

"For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others." - Anti-apartheid revolutionary Nelson Mandela (07/18/18 - 12/05/13)

(via aroomofchaos)

acureforbrainwork:

eggsbenedicted:

can we all just appreciate that peeta lives in a place called panem

panem is latin for bread

peeta lives in bread

I’m pretty positive The Hunger Games is just one, really long and depressing bread pun.

PIta bread XD

(via that-flighty-temptress-adventure)

Nanowrimo 2013 Vlog 30 Birdwatching, Mount Royal, and last day of novelling in November

Last day of Nanowrimo! Whew! I’m proud to say I met my goal of 15,000 words and surpassed it by 16,295/15,000. I’ll be vlogging on a weekly basis from this point on!

Nanowrimo 2013 Vlog 29 Museum, procrastination and piano

Second to last day of NaNoWriMo! Oh the ways I could spend it on anything but noveling!
Like playing Nocturne in E flat major by Frederic Chopin.

NaNoWriMo Word Count: 12,340/15,000.