Saturday, January 15, 2011

Judy Bonds.

I never met her, but she was a huge inspiration to me, and I am saddened by her passing.  She will be so incredibly missed.  And we must fight harder in her absence.  Rest in Strength, Judy.

Friday, January 14, 2011

20 x 200

I'm on a bit of a decorating kick right now-- not sure why.  Probably something to do with the new year.  So, due to my need for art and nesting, I just got my first print from 20x200.  Prospect Park in the snow.  It's so pretty, right?  And really, only 20 bucks!  I put it in a frame I already had, so with shipping it was less than $25.  Awesome!  I can't wait to hang it on our bedroom wall.
The Sledding Hill By Joseph O. Holmes.
This has me really excited for my trip to New York in April.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Lemlem.

Loving my new Lemlem scarf.  Got it on sale, after waiting very patiently.  (Their everyday prices are a big rich for my blood.)  I have had designs on one of these for some time as a good all-purpose travel scarf/wrap/blanket/towel for bus and train rides, the beach, etc.  Still hanging onto my $5 sarong I got at a head shop in Delaware 10 years ago, but this will add a bit of class to my typical low-bagger travel look.  Now I just have to book my plane tickets!
From the website.
On me.  Really, it's even more beautiful in person, and I couldn't be happier!

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Kiki Smith.

One of my favorite living and working artists today, and a remarkable woman.  I adore her and her whimsy and the way she weaves in themes of women artists' lives.  I was lucky enough to see her show at the Brooklyn Museum in person last year.
Pretty phenomenal, no?
a piece from Kiki Smith' Sojourn
Kiki Smith's Fawn

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.

A somewhat oldie at this point, but I am having a crazy love affair with them. 


It makes me want to skip down the street jubilantly and unabashedly.

"Home is wherever I'm with you."  Oh, yes.

Monday, January 10, 2011

What I'm Reading: Graphic Novel Edition.

I usually don't like anything that has a gross-out factor above that of a Pixar movie.  I'm very particular about the kind of media I consume.  But I am really digging this series.  It's clever, suspenseful, engaging and really well-drawn.  And, yes.  Really pretty gross.  
When I asked my comic book guy whether it lived up to the (substantial) hype it received, he gave an enthusiastic yes.  
And he was so very right.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

New Phone.

Big news in my life!  New phone!  It's a Droid 2, and I couldn't be happier about the decision to take the Android plunge.  My blackberry was downright awful, and am over-the-moon for my new phone.  It's so pretty!  And has all these fun apps!  And a touchscreen!  I love her.  More than I should love any piece of technology (or want to for that matter).  I took all my Joshua Tree photos with the cool Polandroid app.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Mary Oliver.


Is outstanding.  If you don't know her poetry, please do yourself a favor, and go out and buy (any) one of her volumes.  Or come over to my house and borrow some.  I received American Primitive for Christmas, but I probably own another half dozen collections or so.

...I am touching a few leaves. 
I am noticing the way the yellow butterflies
move together, in a twinkling cloud, over the field.
And I am thinking: maybe just looking and listening
is the real work.
Maybe the world, without us, is the real poem...
– Mary Oliver

And I say to my heart: rave on.
– Mary Oliver


Le sigh.


Friday, January 7, 2011

Joshua Tree.

My sweetie and I went to Joshua Tree National Park for New Year's camping with a passel of friends.  It was very beautiful and very cold.  Campfires, hiking, outdoor cooking, wandering around in the desert.  And hanging out in the hot tubs in Desert Hot Springs.  Fun!
 
Joshua Tree, Self-Portrait

 
Rocks, My Handsome Man

 
Desert/ sky/ the entirety of creation (or what feels like it.)

 
Hiking in a Joshua Tree desert; Me at camp with my friend, Scott

 
More beauty.  Really, the landscape is just unique.

Mumford and Sons.


Music discovery from this past fall.  I adore them.


So twangy, and boot-stompin', with beautiful lyrics that make me want to weep my guts out.  I can't stop listening to them.  Bluegrass that's perfectly suited for yoga practice?  Love.