thanksgiving on 8th street

I had more pictures I wanted to take for this post and so was putting it off, so here are just some pics of my apartment around Thanksgiving, with my little Fall table.

3 cheers for the british punk witch

Oh my goodness.  Emma Cook, amazing Emma!  I've been following her collections since I saw her shout-out in Sample (published by Phaidon) and have pretty much loved every one.  But this one, reach into my heart and pull out all that witchy fringy encrusted lacey goodness!  I just think that these are some of the most beautiful things I have ever seen, in any art form.  This level of elaborateness is something that I was steered away from in school and so somehow feel is "bad," but look at Emma go!  She just wallows in it!  She just gets down in all those organic edges and beads on stars on lace and swims through it!  

tears of joy

I can't seem to stop crying, I've been watching videos on CNN all morning and afternoon, video after video of people all over the world celebrating--riotously celebrating--Obama.  How amazing, how totally awesome is it, that the whole world loves this man?  That the whole world is rejoicing in his election?  When has this *EVER* happened before?  People are not normally concerned with other countries' elections, they'll find out during the week who won and okay, so things probably continue as they did before.  But this time, people were glued to the news, holding their breaths, counting state by state (again, not just Americans--all over the world!) screaming and jumping and yelling and blowing whistles and crying and hugging and signing when they found out he won.  He inspires the world to be better and I think, just like the American Revolution sparked revolutions around the world, bringing down kings and installing democracies, Obama will spread change, cooperation, and righteousness around the globe.  He has energized and brought hope to the human race.  I am proud to be an American again.

Obama win overwhelms Africa

Obama on papers in Beirut

Obama bigger than football

Americans in the streets!

Kenyans in the streets!

Obama around the World

...and just becasue it's fun, Obama dances on Ellen!  two of my favorite people!

let's go everyone!

See you at the voting booths!

Pin by: Grace, the West Village Starlette

happy halloween!

This blog is all about the wonderful costumes I saw from my friends this Halloween.  I love that the people in my life aren't too serious for outfits, and that they create the most wonderful hand-made ensembles!  Not a store-bought costume here!

Frances, the New Jersey Flower.

Here we have Annie Hall and Pretty Baby

There was a whole troop of SCAD girls.  The girls were the best thing to come out of SCAD.

Look at how creative and sweet these young ladies are!

Now everyone, I am just a lowly squaw.  

I had no aspirations for Pocahontas or anything so regal.

Daisy Duck and the Diamond of Arkansas

The Miner of the Diamond and the Gold of the Nativity

Ruthie explored her newfound sexuality as a Catholic school girl...

Welcome to Port-o-land!

Pen on left (always a challenge for me, all my mistakes get to hang around! eek!) Pencil on right

This summer I took a weekend to go visit the love of my life in Portland, Oregon, where he was doing an internship with Periscope Studios.  Portland is...eerily perfect.  My favorite thing was the blackberry bushes growing literally all over the city, up the buildings, down the hills, next to the roads.  Also there were crab apples donated to me by neighborhood trees on our morning walk to the trolley (the Portland trolley is like what the NYC subway systems are when they go to heaven).  

The beavers were a joke for Ginny, gnawing away at her desk.

This is really what the streets in Portland look like.  I mean, really and honestly, this is a major road in Portland.  What?!?  Where is the traffic?  Where is the trash?

There are lots of bridges in Portland, like New York.  

But they are all so...not quite quaint, but not intimidating and huge.

granola-grunge

The most relaxed and contented I can remember ever feeling:

lying on the cool grass in the shade of a maple tree in the state park,

next to my boy,

making a clover chain.

ahhhh....

Japanese gardens, so peaceful.

I was sitting on the bench drawing the waterfall when I was 

overcome by how green everything was.  There was so much green.

Oh, also, I found my new home.  

Moss covered shingles, covered in flowering plants, I'm there.

california, here i come!

This summer I took a short vacation to San Diego to meet my new niece, Syerra. Dad took the twins and me out for lunch and to poke around the Point Loma lighthouse, one of my favorite childhood pastimes. I have detailed memories of organzing hermit crab races on the rocks with my older sister and cousin, discovering sea cucumbers, and flustering thousands of anemones by sticking my finger into their soft tentacles.

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Wouldn't you know that southern California has a blue and white color scheme?

Tide pools! They are such beautiful, magical little lagoons of sea creatures, little miniature oceans.

enter the Little Mermaid

This is where the pirates hid the treasure...
...and we are going to find it!
well, maybe they dropped it down here by accident.
I found my treasure! I love sea rocks and seaweed. I discovered pretty early on that you can't take seaweed home...it starts to stink. So I have to just admire it in its habitat.
Point Loma lighthouse. I harbored many fantasies about living in this house, making sea grass dolls, chasing Victorian ghosts, collecting sea shells to cover mirrors and boxes, cooking earthy stews with wooden spoons and iron kettles. (and you know what, I still harbor those fantasies!)



Look at their banjo!
Oh, please let me live here!

Okay, well, to be practical, I probably wouldn't enjoy having to feed the fire to cook. But I would love to have a gas stove next to it that I could cook on, and the wood stove to boil water for tea!