Just a couple of years ago I ended a year by wanting to kick its ass on its way out the door. I ended 2011 sharing a toast with some dear friends acknowledging that year as the best in my life. What changed? Everything. I attribute it to the people I surround myself with – people who I love, and people who inspire me. To chanting regularly. To singing. To practicing yoga almost every day (for most of the year, anyway). To cultivating positive energy. To being generous when I... Read The Rest →
Standing in tadasana (alignment challenged, I'll admit) in yellow rain boots, surveying my plant purchases, pausing between breaths? That's yoga.
First blueberry I have ever grown. Intense, almost perfume flavor. (Photo a day year 2, photo #98, originally published June 28, 2012)
God I love the Salvador lens! (Photo a day year 2, photo #91, originally published June 21, 2012)
Today is the last day of my photo a day for a year challenge. Doing it has taught me a few things: 1. My organization skills do not exist. 2. I love taking pictures. 3. I can do one small thing a day for an entire year. Except for that one day that I lost somewhere around August 8. (I had a good excuse. My boyfriend’s son was in the hospital, for starters.) I’m printing photos like mad and inscribing them with their numbers, titles, and dates. And if a... Read The Rest →
Hello, January? It’s the 29th, and mint is fiercely bursting forth in my garden. Where is the rum? Note to self: go to the liquor store tomorrow.
To say this gift absolutely blew me away is an understatement. My friend Danielle showed up to my party last month with a birthday present–a five inch by five inch shadow box that’s a little replica of my art studio. Pooka’s sitting on a plush chair that Brock made. A tiny terrarium sits on a table. There’s a calendar on one wall open to December, with the 9 in red. The photo for that month is photo of the day #220 — a picture of the spoon tomatoes I grew... Read The Rest →
Walking Pooka this morning, I looked for something, anything, before I got into the car and drove to work, and from there, didn’t leave the building until after dark. It’s challenging to find an inspiring object to photograph past nightfall. I love the light and the colors of daylight. This succulent is in a window box on the side of my house. Those little feather-like seed pods fell from one of the evil trash trees in my ‘hood. I may have cut my trees down, but there are plenty more... Read The Rest →
A few of us at Poor Yorick are having a Christmas sale on Friday evening. I signed up to open my studio door, before remembering that I have tickets to Beats Antique, and that it’s my pseudo birthday celebration. So, I’ll be there for an hour or so at the beginning, around 6 p.m. I’ve been playing around with cheeky terrariums, including this white sanded version with Santa chasing after one of his reindeer.
Back-story: My goal was to leave work in time for a 6 p.m. yoga class. I left at 7 and realized I hadn’t taken a single photograph all day. I’ve been saving this idea for a day like today when it seemed impossible to shift from work mode to life outside. So here’s my [blobby] reflection in a light fixture in the lobby at work.