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DRESSED DOWN

One of my classiest outfits still renders me the most casually dressed person at last night’s Montreal en Lumiere dinner. Ah, Montreal. How you consistently out-fancy me.

OH MY STARS

After 6 years of being semi-blind with my woefully outdated glasses, I finally bought new ones. I have rested my poor eyes, saved them from the domination of contact lenses, and worn them all day for 3 days in a row. Vision revived!

Last night was a full moon (btw the first full moon of the calendar year is called a ‘wolf moon’) so yesterday aftertoon I scavenged for shells and pebbles at the beach, where the tides were so low that all of the hidden tide pools – and their secrets within - were exposed. It was insane.

The low tides exposed about 200 extra feet of beach.

Dream house.

This starfish was tenaciously gripping these rocks with its tiny suckers. This was HARD to lift up. The combined weight of the rocks must have been double that of the starfish! Why do startfish do that??? It’s like holding on to a teddy bear, or sucking your thumb. Safety. 

Can you believe that smiling rock? I am in love.

These rocks reminded me of brownies, the kind that get cream cheese swirled into the chocolate at the end. The holes in the rocks are like how I obsessively stick toothpicks into the brownies to see if they are done or not.

PART OF WHY I FEEL THAT WAY

For Ithaca, and other things:

“When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am in who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart. For as long as your remember me, I am never entirely lost. When I’m feeling most ghost-like, it’s your remembering me that helps remind me that I actually exist. When I’m feeling sad, it’s my consolation. When I’m feeling happy, it’s part of why I feel that way. If you forget me, one of the ways I remember who I am will be gone. If you forget me, part of who I am will be gone.” [Frederick Buechner]

THAT BRIDGE IS ON FIRE

 

SCENES FROM HOME. I’M FROZE BY DESIRE

two stage rocket

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i was feeling a little silly and a little restless late the other night. (also, don’t i look so ridiculous in all red?) i blame the copious amounts of dengue fever blasting from my stereo. couch acrobatics, ftw!

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i’m gonna fly from side to side

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What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am upside down.
Lady, be good, and do what you should,
you know it’ll work alright.
Lady, be good, do what you should,
you know it’ll be alright.

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I’m goin’ up, and I’m goin’ down.
I’m gonna fly from side to side.
See the bells, up in the sky,
Somebody’s cut the string in two.
Lady, be good, and do what you should,
you know it’ll work alright.
Lady, be good, do what you should,
you know it’ll be alright.
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One minute one, one minute two.
One minute up and one minute down.
What goes on here in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
Lady, be good, and do what you should,
you know it’ll work alright.
Lady, be good, do what you should,
you know it’ll be alright.

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[lou reed]

a grinding insect sound

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home with little jonesy, trying to beat the heat. we go together like white on rice, man. xoxo happy wednesday

every step is moving me up

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Each step is moving, it’s moving me up
moving, it’s moving me up
Every step is moving me up
moving me up, moving, moving me up
Every step is
moving me up
One tiny, tiny,
tiny move
It’s all I need
And I jump over
Every step is moving me up

this is how we walk on the moon.

running up that hill, with no problems

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got ready this morning to luomo and al green – possibly the most energizing morning blend ever. walked to work with the proverbial bounce in my step. i’m not much of a morning person, but i’m trying. woke up at 8am this morning, which has been happening more and more lately — joni is like a teeny-tiny, living alarm clock. she meows and does not shut the hell up until i feed her / pet her / talk to her / hold her. she’s pretty needy. by the time i stumble back into bed, i’m awake. can’t go back to sleep. maybe it’s a blessing, because it was enough time to dance in my underwear, take a long shower, tidy up the kitchen, make strong coffee, fix a mid-morning snack, hang with joni and put some records away.

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listening to recent lp purchases ad nauseam:

  • innocence mission – s/t lp
  • cluster / eno collab ‘after the heat’ lp [perfect condition, in love with the album artwork, and only $10 at new autumn leaves record store. get thee there stat!]
  • the first cocteau twins lp, ‘garlands’ [it's a doozy]
  • kate bush – lionheart lp

watching:

  • star trek [best movie of the year, holy crap]
  • away from here [so-so; less alexi murdoch, much more maggie gyllenhaal, kthxbai]
  • scott walker on youtube. can’t. get. enough. [and: what a babe!]

reading:

  • the new mary gaitskill [unnerving, concise and full of soul]
  • summer issues of bon appetit [spanish pork tenderloin, your ass is mine.]

have a wonderful hump day. xo

burst & bloom

in a floaty mood this morning — feeling quite inspired by all things blush, light and sweet… in particular this stunning woman in baby soft pink.

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also weirdly inspired by the effortless and melancholy binding of this video to this song. stunning.