One of my all time, all times. RIP Tony Scott...

Dynamic Blooms

It's supposed to rain this weekend.


SHOWstudio: Dynamic Blooms by Nick Knight

Someplace with a Mountain

I just watched a film on sea water rising, ironically only a few days after the tsunami. The film made me cry & cry & cry & cry.


Lauren McKeon, To the stars through difficulties, 2011
(Luggage Store Gallery: BULLET TRAIN LA/SF Round Tripp show, 3/12 to 4/16/2011)



This film was part of the San Francisco Ocean Film Festival. The atoll islands of Poluwat are not far South from my home islands of Guam & the Northern Marianas. Back home, I've already seen the waters rise, and beaches washed over. One of Guam's smaller surfing beaches is now underwater in less than 7 years. They've even installed a pier. This rapid change is very, very scary.

During director Steve Goodall's Q&A, he confessed he was distraught over the fate of the Poluwat islanders, as he has heard no word from them since the tsunami disasters. I wholeheartedly pray they survived it.

A quote from one of the island leaders, "We ask if you can include us in your plans for the future."

For more information on this movie, which will view on PBS btw, please check out the website: www.someplacewithamountain.org. They are in need of helping hands...

Skin Deep: Horiyoshi III

This city inundates you with tattooed folk everyday. It's personal and subjective, but I see a lot of pieces that make me cringe. Although lately I've revived my interest in traditional tattoo art. Perhaps it's time for more ink. Read more about Hiroyshi III here.

Pattern play

I've been watching a lot of sweet video shorts inspired by films by the great Charles & Ray Eames. I find it soothing to watch these process stories unfold, especially when accompanied by cinematic jazz. Seriously... watching a slew of these in succession probably lowers my blood pressure by ten points. It's quite mesmerizing to watch the pretty colors and patterns dance before your eyes.



Additionally, I've been revisiting past collections by Italian design house, Marni, and found it a nice coincidence that this sweet Marni post-Spring 2010 promo vid landed in my YT subscriptions. Maybe the Marni folks like the Eames' too huh?



A few of my fave Marni Spring/Summer collections




With all this color & pattern play, I wanted to share this wonderful screen print I found while thrifting. I believe this is a print etching. When viewed up close you can see the color overlays, and some texture embossed onto the paper. It's titled Home is Where, and there's a some writing near the bottom that reads "Home is where the bird is." Very sweet...

A grasshopper hitched a ride on my laundry cart

We are co-existing tonight. Tomorrow he meets the outside world. Also, I am happy to see new work by the Brothers Quay. They're pretty amazing.

Cdg x Brothers Quay = Wonderwood film



Some older Quay work I keep locked in a velvet-lined jewelry box (aka my brain). The gentle caressing, between 4:10-6:02 is my favorite. So beautiful...


MTV had these bumper moments, if I remember correctly were called "In Your Eye." The Brothers Quay's Stille Nacht was my first taste.

I make it a point...

to dance upon rising at least once a week. It's good for your bones.

I put on my white lace-trimmed tank today, but it was still too cold. It stayed on anyway, trapped neath my layers of wool. I'm already feeling Spring.

Sometimes I enjoy a long, emotional walk through the city with headphones in my ears. Familiar guitar chords reminded me of you, and I felt that aching pang again.

My fourth grade school year was spent rolling down a grassy hill with buzzing grasshoppers leaping over our bodies. Exhilaration!

I adore this...

Goodbye Pina

Pina Bausch died today. My Dad's going into surgery as well. Too much change for me to handle.

I have to thank my friend Rio for introducing me to the wonder of Pina Bausch so many years ago. We watched these on video, then I had the luck of seeing her company, Tanztheater Wuppertal, perform in Berkeley, during my first years in SF. Thank you for all the beauty, pain, emotion.... (a lighter Pina post here)

fresh and new

to be cleansed, baptised, reborn... enter on one end, emerge anew on the other. i open my eyes in the rain to this baby year, feeling most optimistic for whatever may be.

Sigua Falls

Pina power...

On Guam, my friends and I would often hike to remote beaches and waterfalls. Sigua Falls took about 3hrs to get to, and you had to trek through hills, sword grass, and repel down a steep, muddy slope holding onto a rope for dear life. It was glorious!

I remember one adventure where I was in a particularly bad mood, trekking through the mud and grass during high noon. I griped part of the way, especially incensed with one of my friends, traipsing through the mud with twigs in his hair. Once we found the falls, though, I immersed myself in the cold, gushing water and my mood completely melted. Sigua claimed me again that day.