Self Portrait In The Hallway
I was looking for pictures of short hair to show my stylist before my next trim, and came across this pic I took of myself in January of 2007. I recall taking the picture because I was quite proud of myself for getting the tie done properly, and wanted proof of it because I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to make that happen again. I wish I could find those earrings, loved those.
Baked Shrimp & Lemons + Obscene Amounts of Fresh, Chopped Garlic
Damn you, Pinterest and your endless new recipes. I tried to avoid you but alas, I cannot. I appreciate your good ideas and will change them to suit my purposes (as usual, derp). For this one I’ll skip the italian seasoning packet for my own mix of dried herbs/spices, and I’ll add a ton of fresh chopped garlic in with the shrimp. I <3 garlic.
Melt a stick of butter in the pan. Slice one lemon and layer it on top of the butter. Put down fresh shrimp, then sprinkle one pack of dried italian seasoning. Put in the oven and bake at 350 for 15 min. (Source: FattyMcFat)
HopeNet Fundraiser: Taste of Larchmont 2012
Last night I finished a set of prints requested by one of our favorite clients, HopeNet. These folks (mostly volunteers) are everyday heroes for a cause that’s dear to my heart. Help support HopeNet, an interfaith and community effort to eliminate hunger and homelessness in metro Los Angeles.
Work in Progress: Tessalations
I started this as an exercise in problem solving, math and symmetry. Wouldn’t you know, even though I TRIED TO DRAW CATS, lizards showed up first. I suspect that this is because reptiles appreciate symmetry and cats appreciate pissing people off for fun.
Inspiration: (the ever-awesome M.C. Escher 1936-1938)
Also, no sketch sesh is complete without music from Classical Connect. I like math-y music when I’m drawing math-y stuff.
P.S. To any moms (or otherwise frazzled and stressed-out individuals, bless your hearts) - classical music was a lifesaver when I needed to get my infant to sleep a few years ago. I honestly don’t know who it calmed more, him or me. Enjoy it for free here:
Somehow I broke the fireplace. It’s even got an on/off switch, but I still can’t make it work. As I walk up to the rental office, I think to myself: it’s not easy beating these “dumb blonde” stereotypes when I have to ask for help because I can’t turn the fireplace on.
It worked fine all day yesterday. When I turned the switch off last night, I noticed a teensy-tiny flame between the fake logs. It was making a sizzling sound, so I did what any self-respecting person would do: I stuck my head in there to see it and then blew on it until it was gone.
And now I’m thinking maybe I shouldn’t have done that. Whoopsie. :]
fun being Creative Director
for Kinetic Consulting, too
(but the views expressed
here are wholly my own and are not those of my employer, cool?).
Somewhat Interesting Tidbits:
I am a gutsy critical thinker,
a passionate dance and yoga lover, exuberant (but not always successful) reverse-engineer in the kitchen, and proud Mom to my kiddo and
two kickass ocicats.