Thursday, January 24, 2013

Marimekko Wallpaper

Marimekko: Design company extraordinaire! Every time I see anything Marimekko, I have a secret fantasy to buy all of their textiles and roll around in them.. or... um, I mean decorate my home in them. Dresses, tights, and bold prints galore, the Finnish seem to always be at the top of the whimsical design chain.

You can download this foxy desktop wallpaper here (though the January calendar one can't be used much longer):

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Archive: Seattle New Years

One more post to play catch up. I spent the week before New Years in and around Seattle, did some self searching and introspection, and am trying to keep the inspiration I found there alive. It's arduous right now, I don't have much going on in life and I'm ready to begin the next chapter, I'm just not entirely sure when I'll be done with this one. A little more self-confidence and motivation is in order. I wish someone would at least hand me a guide book, or throw some weird odd ball thing my way. But I will try my best to keep moving forward.
If you care to see the original you can find the post here:

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Devil's Punchbowl Archive

So I recently switched from Tumblr to Blogger while trying to wade through this whole new world of blogging, and I wanted to share some of the photos that I had posted on Tumblr. These are from my birthday trip to a little place called Devil's Punchbowl in the middle of the Mojave Desert.

You can see the original post in all of it's mundane glory here:

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Film from San Francisco

Film from San Francisco

   Missing Nor Cal as of late...

A pretty a day

a pretty a day
(and every fades)
is here and away
(but born are maids
to flower an hour
in all,all)

o yes to flower
until so blithe
a doer a wooer
some limber and lithe
some very fine mower
a tall;tall

some jerry so very
(and nellie and fan)
some handsomest harry
(and sally and nan
they tremble and cower
so pale:pale)

for betty was born
to never say nay
but lucy could learn
and lily could pray
and fewer were shyer
than doll. doll

by E. E. Cummings