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21 June 2009

the very best

when i was a child, i used to think:
things are a little crooked, a little curvy, a little out of control,
but now i know: those are the very best things in the long run...


two dads & two moms. i am one lucky girl.
xoxo

20 June 2009

snapshots

i have a tendency to take things way too seriously. for instance: i put off blogging until i feel so inspired or have some lengthy amount of time to sit down & share. well guess what? that's why my blog posts are somewhat scattered & not frequent enough! inspiration is flowing at all times of the day. i wish i had an iphone to capture/share/repeat. since i don't *yet* i am starting a new blog project called SNAPSHOTS. just a peek into my day, whats churning & burning on this fire.


reading: Geninne's Art Blog
listening: Beirut
craving: A Green Monster (via eatliverun.com)
tweeting: esteffi
working on: heart piercing cards



so thankful for saturday & time to get all the goodness packed in without normal work looming over my head. hope you're having a happy day, filled with the lightness & frivolity of summer. perhaps a glass of champalou vouvray, too. happy golden saturday to you. xoxox

gastronomical delights


{louisville, ky, during the ice storm, dinner by camping latern}
(sans flash)
{blackened steak & blue cheese salad with a bold german heffeweisen and blue dog cereal bread}
(with flash)

11 June 2009

getting your hands dirty with the work of your life


(detail corner of this mixed media piece)
creativity flows in my bloodstream. courage is the heart that pumps that crimson flow. my bones are made of hard work & adventure. loving this body and the persistence. the dream-pursuing hour. my hands, on the plow.

i've been missing from this space because i've been working on making paper goods for my very first craft fair---coming up on the july 4th weekend! i have so very much work to do, ahh its kind of scary---but honestly, something very deep inside of me believes that all i need to do is give birth to the creativity that i'm been nurturing all these years.

i sit at a desk all day, so hoping online when i get home to blog it up is not exactly my first priority. i usually try to exercise, shower, spend some quality time with loved ones, then hit the drawing board or the inspiration hotline, which is right here at my fingertips. its hard not to compare yourself to seriously successful people that you encounter online---i guess that goes for every moment of the day, it's hard not to compare yourself against those around you at any point in the day---but the internet is especially deceptive because others' process looks, easy, clean, fine-tuned, flawless.

we all know thats not true, right?

everyone has to dig, get through the soil to the roots, let grow what is theirs to nurture. and then, (oh this can be the hardest part) believe in themselves, choose actions that lead to the birth of those hidden seeds.

so if i'm in and out of this space just a little bit more than usual, its because my hands are covered in paint. and i've had many experiences with putting the magic eraser to my mac keyboard because i couldn't resist, leaving trails of red and purple paint behind. in the mean time, how are you getting your hands dirty with the work of your life?

07 June 2009

itching

"any need you have shall be fulfilled." {marianne williamson}


i am itching to get out and do something. itching to be uprooted & be planted elsewhere.
itching to rise & itching to shine.





03 June 2009

positive+possible

[good morning, sunshine]
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): When I was 19 years old, a so-called psychic predicted I would die when I was 24. As much as I scoffed at his careless quackery, his words subliminally worried me for years. On the day I turned 25 I celebrated extra hard. Partly because of that experience, I've always tried to be impeccably conscientious about how I conduct myself as a fortune-teller. I've vowed never to manipulate you with melodramatic prophecies that could distort your free will. So it's with a cautious sense of responsibility that I offer the following augury: The weeks ahead could be one of the most illuminating and successful times of the last five years.

[positive+possible, that's my motto]

01 June 2009

it is a magic carpet of sorts.


every fresh veggie a sweet soul could ever crave. oh oh oh delicious. healthy & fresh & perfect for the season, and, our bodies.

a series of self-portraits at the park. practicing seeing myself more clearly, and giving myself permission to be exactly who i am. you too, i am practicing loving you for exactly who you are.
namaste conciousness.

Last week i mentioned i was spending a lot more time on my bike because of my new addition: the basket! i am still very much loving life from the seat of a bike, but it has served more than one purpose.

you should know, i bike to the bus every day (about a mile) and then take the bus downtown to work, get off and bike the 5 blocks to work. now though this isn't extreme biking or anything (like say, my friend markthomp who is currently touring the west coast via bike), it certainly is beneficial in many ways. i get exercise, reduce my carbon footprint, and expeditiously commute to & from work.

however, in the year or so that i've been doing this, i have come to really believe in the bike. no wonder this is the most purchased gift for children under the age of 12. it is a magic carpet of sorts. a transforming form of transportation for adult. magical & functional at the same time.

when my very hip & forward thinking friend alex posted this tweet friday: "DREAM: a bike built for two, it made me think: we're on the same page and onto something here.

a bike is not just a bike.
1. its a way to tour wine country, so says the frugal traveler
2. its a mode of transportation that makes morning more than morning and the afternoon slump not so deep.
3. its a thigh trimming machine! ( joking a bit here, that's something i notice as soon as i'm back on my bike after the long winter) but it is an excellent form of exercise
4. its freedom, the breeze in your hair, the carefree nature we associate with being children that we're hesitant to incorporate into our adult lives. it's togetherness (who doesn't dream of tandem bikes?), camaraderie, health, and, a different perspective.

if yours is dusty, i suggest a quick pump of the tires and a quick trip out to the garage/basement/shed. pull that puppy out & give it a spin. greet your childlike self with honor, and find the delight in the simple yet abundant wonder of the bike. i dare you.

it is a magic carpet of sorts. a gift to soar above and around what you've known. i know, it's a bike, the rubber hits the road, but believe me, there is something about it. you'll see yourself, others, the world, from a different seat. and give chance a chance, opportunity an opportunity, possibility a possibility.