Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
A Humble Friend
Monday, December 28, 2009
MONKEY
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
My Desk
At work, I spend several hours of the day standing by my sink (other people have desks at their jobs, I have a sink... lame or cool, you decide) and I decided to spruce it up with two of my favorite drawings that children drew to get free cookies from the bakery. The one on the left is really fabulous and the one on the right says "This is a copy of a real apple exactly." I love this. I think little Everett has a promising career in art forgery. bwahahaha. I love.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
An Ode To My Room
This is my room. In my home. In Maryland. I've had the delightful pleasure of liking all of the rooms I have ever lived in (mostly) and each has said something so delightful about me in their own way. However, this one I have had the longest. Which means there is the most stuff. I understand why people like staying in one place, with all of their stuff packed into one house. It's convenient. All your stuff is right there. You never have to think, 'oh. I really want to wear my brown snake skin boots today, but I can't because they're in the United States and I'm in Switzerland.' Everything is just right there. My entire wardrobe, all my books, all my papers, all my pillows, all my stuff in the closet that I haven't looked at in years, all my pictures, all my maps... everything. But still, on I go. To other places. With other rooms. With much less stuff, but I like that too. It's just so nice knowing I can come back whenever I want to. And also at the same time knowing that one day I'll just leave, not come back, and that'll be okay.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Svizzera
Sunday, December 6, 2009
5 Long Years Now
"Listen. Slide the weight from your shoulders and move forward. You are afraid you might forget, but you never will. You will forgive and remember. Think of the vine that curls from the small square plot that was once my heart. That is the only marker you need. Move on. Walk forward into the light."
-Barbara Kingslover-
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I Didn't Make This...but..
I'm sort of in love with this artist. I found him through my fabulous brother and I really love it. You can find his stuff here. I know it's never too early to start collecting for my own future fantastically beautiful and artfully decorated casa, and I think some of these would be perfect. I cannot stress how important I think it is to have delightful pieces of art in the home and even more so once there are kiddos... Like The Prophet, which was given to me by my darling grandmother. I always was so intrigued by it whenever we went to her house and I'm ever so grateful that I'll get to take it to my own house someday. So, today why don't you consider the things you live amongst and ask yourself if it expresses, if it inspires, if it makes the space or the wall more than just an area in the house. And please, don't let your home become susceptible to the boringness of so so many houses today. Use your imaginations. [and don't have all matching black picture frames. ick.] That's all for today. Hopefully there will be something to photograph soon. :)
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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