I've been quiet lately.

Spring has been so warm and beautiful, I wouldn't dare sully it with words.

Been busy making, focusing, exploring and laughing my pants off...

Thrifted a pair of amazing woven raffia mules and a soft, striped pashmina.

This Summer's color scheme.

Craving Vietnamese papaya salad sans green papaya. Golden beets, radishes and the crunchiest market carrots made great stand-ins.

New slash old technology as vintage brass bookend. Remember when computers took up entire rooms?

Been trying to work out my drawing muscles again. Facets and gold for a friend.

My sometime office view aka freelancing has its perks.

True story...

Guess who? Best fan art ever... #rupaulsdragrace

Warm days and cold nights. Catch some rays while you can. Those beams trick the buds into an early Spring. I don't mind...
I've had places to go, and things to do. A chance to stop and warm the knees is always welcome.

Been passing on my knit projects to friends, and finally knitted something for myself.
Sitting in the sweet spot at Spike's enjoying a delicious Americano, house pop on Pandora,
and feeling grateful for creative hands and simply enjoying life.

Camellia my love....

Spring's easy tears

Raise the red lantern. Escaped the Chinese New Year crush, and found a nice spot to toast the snakes.

Finally found the right red.

Cuddle buns → downtime dressing
Loose shapes, a loose bun, and citrine shots of color through an overcast sky....

Cuddle buns by caramimi

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It's all around you

Bigar Waterfall. Carass Severin, Romania / Beautifully reclaimed / Tortoise

More flies with honey, but make sure your intent is on point.
There's a balance in the daily exchange, help me float above the tightrope.
Speaking from the inner voice is more difficult than looking someone in the eye.
When response to crisis is swift, why is it questioned?
Lend me your hand....

Hello you hot soundtrack you. Driving force. Monastic sportswear. Animal cut-out spaces are the new sexy. Forget ankle straps --wrap the calf down to the toes.

p.s. Mad Decent can seriously do no wrong...

Alexander Wang Spring Summer 2013

#alexanderwang #baauer #maddecent #booty #harlemshake

These days are fleeting...

Eli McFadden

George Herms (via OHWOW)

Maison Martin Margiela Artisanal AW 2012-13
(via A MAGAZINE & Vain and Vapid)

First cherries

First cherries of the season. Making fabric stick together. Lightening my life load. Reassurance in my own damned self. My people make beautiful art & music. Summer dancing wait for me --I'll make it worth your while.




Nicolas Jaar

We're jammin'

Lately, I've been adding LOTS of ground cinnamon to my coffee for its purported health benefits. I'm not sure if the coffee/caffeine cancels out the cinnamon, but I feel it's, at least, an earnest attempt to upgrade my vice. I often start my day with a glass of Vietnamese iced coffee (aka cà phê sữa đá). Recently I added a sprig of mint and "slap my face!" The resulting flavor is a most winning combination.
 

Also, my days have been feeling like this. Whee!!!

In the quiet times

perfectly imperfect / yet worth it.


Robin Hannibal > track: Amends > album: Bobby

Happy 2012!

If I bothered to make resolutions, this would be it. :D

Scale it back

I keep skipping rocks trying to dive into you. Baby, when you gonna make me slip and fall?

DJ SHADOW ft. LITTLE DRAGON - Scale It Back (Jeremy Sole Remix) by Jeremy Sole

I need to put this heavy load down

I can't stop

Drinking this


Beet juice: beets, ginger, lemon (pith, rind & all), nectarines and cilantro.

and listening to this



New Look has high blowup-ability. ;)

Beats don't forsake me now

Getting to know Eric Lau...

Happy Birthday Liz

One of the most beautiful voices I ever laid ears upon.





You will always be my three-tiered secret waterfall in a bamboo grove, sleeping at the edge of a cliff waiting for sunrise, and a full moon skinny dip. Forever and ever a soundtrack for the best of times.

More: Elizabeth Fraser

There's nothing wrong with a good collide

Clap your hands, slap your thighs. A skin stretched makes a beat, like when you bang your spoon on the pot. Beginning sound. Speaking of which... I watched an amazing jazz drummer go off on a level that made me transcend time.

It's been a year since you've gone

Remembering my father --an innate musician who instilled the love of sound in me. Thank you.




And the world keeps burning and turning. I only have the capacity to engage with you. Be nice...

Naima

Listening to Coltrane's bio on KCSM, under the covers. God, he never disappoints. Perfect for a windy night in.