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photo from nervous or not via kelsycarleen


Here’s some things I’m obsessed with right now:

1. Style Rookie Thirteen year old fashionista makes me feel not only old, but ridiculously uncool as well. I just hope one day if I ever have a kid they are as cool and bad ass as this one.

2. DIY Homegoods–I’m turning into an HGTV, decoupage, cross stitching mess. My very talented Pratt fashion design friend Kelsy is teaching me how to sew and while as to date I’ve only made the cutest curtains you’ve ever seen, I am on my way to designing ready to wear pieces (or so I hope).

3. art you can fart

4. what claudia wore because we should all take fashion advice from the bsc (and the writer is incredibly charming and i think if we ever met we may be friends).

5. chocolate

6. high waisted bikinis: this one courtesy of anthropologie. if anyone has seen one for someone on a more confined budget let me know!

7. vintage toolboxes.

8. as always my dear friends: Grown-Up Shoes and Bean Stews

Often in the heart of winter I am struck with nostalgia for warmer weather. In the spirit of anticipation for spring, I’m revisiting one of my favorite days from last fall! N. and I went on a little adventure to Storm King Art Center.

(all photos courtesy of kburns)

“Storm King Art Center is a museum that celebrates the relationship between sculpture and nature. Five hundred acres of landscaped lawns, fields and woodlands provide the site for postwar sculptures by internationally renowned artists. At Storm King, the exhibition space is defined by sky and land. Unencumbered by walls, the subtly created flow of space is punctuated by modern sculpture. The grounds are surrounded by the undulating profiles of the Hudson Highlands, a dramatic panorama integral to the viewing experience. The sculptures are affected by changes in light and weather, so no two visits are the same.”–Storm King

Highlights include Andy Goldsworthy’s stone wall, Maya Lin’s Indoor Exhibit and all of the industrial art from the 20th century.

Jutta Sika was a ceramist at the turn of the twentieth century. She was part of the Wiener Werkstaette, an artistic movement in Vienna that had evolved out of the Viennese Secession. (If you have time check out the Neue Galerie-they have a lot of beautiful work from this time region.) Both the Viennese Secession and the Wiener Werkstaette derived from an opposition to the bourgeois art scene of the late 19th century. These movements worked to bring art and design to the masses-this is not to say they encouraged mass production, these were movements by craftsman with a focus on craftsmanship-but they were geared towards more freedom away from the hierarchical art world. The products from this era are gorgeous!!! If only I were incredibly wealthy

Here’s the crew.

I’ve been kind of sidetracked from blogging late. What can I say, sometimes life gets in the way. If anyone was curious, I have been keeping up with my creative challenge. The next few days I am going to investigate the world of DIY sites. One of my lovely friends, Ms. Lauren Savit, works for the L Magazine introduced me to her friend who writes the L’s To DIY For, which is really great and inspiring. I love DIY sites. I particularly love posts that say things like “Make an ugly mirror pretty,” “buy a cheap mirror from a thrift store and paint it!” (You know who you are Design Sponge–I like you, but sometimes you make me smile for silly reasons.)

Anyhow, here are some photographs of some of my more recent adventures. I call this one Dinosaur Apocalypse.




Then came Halloween…


I’m really strong.


Really, really strong.

Also introducing the Bearded Lady, Trapeze Star and Sad Clown (all in getting ready mode, once I get the film developed you can see finished mode).



I’m back, back to the reality of job hunting (blah). Vermont was so much fun, I wish I was still there. I caught a ten hour Amtrak home yesterday, which I thought would seem a lot longer then it did. It gave me a lot of time to think, read and write. Well, the writing wasn’t very successful due to the rocking of the train; I couldn’t really read what I had written down. I gave up writing sentences and wrote an outline to a story I am going to write (I’ll share that with you later) and I wrote some poems, but none that I like enough to share.

Here are a pictures from the other days of my trip. We went hiking, attempted to make more pie, ate so many apples my teeth hurt and just spent a lot of quality Eliza/Katelynn time drinking tea and talking.



One of our adventures.


Our hike changed from being surrounded by beautiful fall colors to winter wonderland! Amazing how the weather changes with a few hundred feet in altitude.

The ominous dark peak at the top of this photo is what we hiked, it is called Camel’s Hump. The hump is the second tallest peak in Vermont. Eliza works for the VYCC which is located in a gorgeous barn with a beautiful view of the hump. Their across the street neighbors thought it would be really funny if they got a camel so that the camel could live right under Camel’s Hump, so they bought one. The live camel (who’s name I forget) was inside when we passed by. I was also told Camel’s Hump used to be called Camel’s Rump, but was changed to be more ‘appropriate’ or ‘serious,’ depending on who you ask.


Yesterday I made my way up to Vermont. I took a beautiful bus ride from Port Authority to Williamstown, MA. A lively five and a half hours; after multiple announcements asking passengers not to use their cell phones or at least keep conversations short and quiet, the woman sitting directly in front of me spent the next four hours on her phone. It went so far as to the bus driver making shushing sounds over the loud speaker, thank god for headphones.

Vermont is one of my most favorite places in the whole world. I arrived in Williamstown where my dear friend Eliza picked me up and drove me to her childhood home in Bennington. We pulled up to a flurry of cider pressing, wandering chickens and my old friend Peanut (a chocolate lab) lounging around the front drive. Cider pressing transitioned into pizza dough making (for the wood fired pizza oven) which then got side-tracked by an extensive stay in the sauna. It was one of my most favorite days in a long while. Everything here is incredibly inspiring. The colors are so vivid, the food so fresh and the company doesn’t get any better. I’d like to ramble on and on about my adventures, but I am using borrowed internet and in a hurry, so here are some photos I took and there are more to come (particularly of chickens).


This is my beautiful friend Eliza!


Eliza’s mom setting up the industrial press. We didn’t end up getting the fancy one to work, so we went old school with the hand presser.



These are all home canned vegetables. We used a can of delicious tomatoes for our pizza.



They say practice makes perfect, so don’t judge me by day 1. Do to a lack of time today I just did some quick sketching. While I am not totally pleased with the outcome, the whole point of the 30 day creative challenge is to get in the habit of doing things so that I am more pleased with the outcome. Perhaps day 2 will go more smoothly. I am going to Vermont tomorrow, so there may be some delays in posting.




Here are some photos of my room where the majority of the creative challenge will probably take place. I tried to set it up so it would be inspiring. The panels on the wall are ceiling tiles that I am using like cork board. FYI they work really well in case you are looking to hang something like cork board, but can’t afford giant slabs. They also have a cool industrial feel.