Saturday, December 08, 2007
image from http://www.fwbo-news.org/uploaded_images/Blue_Lotuses_Betsy_Aryaloka_small-763065.jpg
Betsy Sterling Benjamin's online gallery http://www.betsysterlingbenjamin.com/index.htm
So today is the final day of packing, which will probably involve me being up until 2 o'clock in the morning and the next few days being a whirl of unpacking and caffeine, but that really is the reality of moving in a nut shell. It is such an ambigous occasion being stuck between different areas and having to re-learn how to settle in. So I am going with a scent that overall is like my skin and does have a certain sense of serenity to it. I am hoping to stay calm like the image above, but knowing me I will have at least one freak out.
Friday, December 07, 2007
I can't explain why on a cold rainy day I suddenly have the desire to wear the strangely tropical yet chilly Datura Noir, but I do. I'm spending the day packing and will later on have a friend drop by with boxes to help me. Renee by the way you are awesome for doing this and have been wonderfully supportive through this whole process (plus part of you did help inspire me to move).
As for the image above it totally evokes the strangeness of Datura Noir.
image from artnet.com
also the Ed Martin has a wonderful website http://www.martingallery.com/index.html ( I love the front image dedicated to Georgia O'Keefe)
Thursday, December 06, 2007
So as some of you basically over the last month and a half I have been trying to find a studio and in this highly competitive market for rentals and my lack of renting history it has well been one long and bitter journey. But I can now officially I have a place I admit going in on Monday to go see it I was pretty much positive that it would not amount to anything. But lo and behold I ended up getting a little place; I admit the gas stove really got me.
And now on to edible babies (and no I am not a cannible):
So a co-worker the other day brought in her granddaughter, who well is the definition of the edible baby, so damn cute that you want to eat it up. You will find yourself saying "you have such yummy feetsies". And this is coming from not a baby person. Now most often I suffer edible baby animal syndrome (although as most know this goes on into the adulthood of your pet, because damnit pets are the babies of the family), most common wanting to nibble on little years and well loving little kitten paws.