PANTS!

I am working on a quilted masterpeice. And it shall be pants. I keep taking over Barbara's room to sew.

Home. Love. Family.

I really like it here. These people are family.
Even the awkward boarder is such a part of this household. I like how when I bring people over, my family has something to say to them, a way to relate.

When I came home late last night, my heart flooded with wellbeing to see that everybody else was home. I am so lucky.

And the in/out board Barbara made is actually really cool.

I thought I was too lazy to spell Rhamphorynchus... I was only barely wrong.

Barbara made this silk screen a long time ago. It's super awesome, but it doesn't exist anymore. She made a lot of awesome silk screen that no longer exist. I think partly because screens are expensive and partly because they take up a lot of space.

I've found a solution, at least for now, to the space problem. If Emily and I paint too many more screens though, we *might* need another solution. But maybe by then I'll have a for real income and can pay rent and get studio space.

hmm...

Emily is asleep ("I'm not asleep!") beside me.

It's been awhile, but my zeal for sharing is renewed. I realized I was imposing rules I didn't even know about on myself, and I had all these hang ups. Well Bah.



This is a picture I composed while at my friend, Quinn, 's house. (I never can figure out where to put the possessive) It is entirely made of other pictures I have taken. It seems like cheating otherwise.

The picture is of people dancing. Let me know if you want to buy a print of it, a few people have asked me for a print already.

Look, it looks like she is looking down at my shadow-twin. Maybe secretly they are friends also. My shadow is always making friends behind my back.
The picture to the left is of Emily, back when her hair was long. A couple months ago, she cut it off to shoulder length. I trimmed and shaped it when she got home. But, this evening I cut it into a cute bob. She is just too adorable. I'll give pictures when I can, having a camera has been... well... sometimes I lose things. (I really do have amazing luck though, I swear) I've been sort of reconnecting with Emily this week, since we've been away in the country without our boyfriends, or other people. Her mom and aunt are out here. It's lovely, like family. Emily and I have been goofing off being silly. At one point we were giggling behind the backs of Barbara and Deb (my self proclaimed fake-family). They called us out on it. Yes, we WERE laughing at them, but they were just so cute. There is something so special about siblings who love each other. It really makes me smile. I love siblings. My own, and everyone elses.


P.S. Em has been my little proof-reader in a fox hat tonight. I should keep her in my pocket for every time I'm Typing While Tired.

What I left in Berkeley Part 2

Barbara (my fake-mother, and otherwise house-mate) fosters kittens. Usually I mostly ignore them, but right before I left I decided to give this batch a lot of cuddling. I think I was getting sentimental.



Emily has a lot of odd junk in her room. When it is not lying around her room, its in her hair. Some of it is photogenic, and I enjoy that. There is something charming about what we don't understand.



Pictured above are some doll arms that were gifted to her: just the arms, mind you, not the whole doll. Also, there are two glass pieces: The glass on the right I just found her holding one day, the pipe (on the left) took a lot of cleaning before it didn't look or smell like pot. It is broken, pretty much stopping where the picture stops. I actually found that one. The blue marbley things are from Wilson and the are squishy "Eco soil," these odd silicone things that absorb water.



Also quite recently, a day or two before I left, I realized Emily and the morning light were getting along like age old lovers and I couldn't help but take a billion pictures. After so many pictures, it's as if the camera stops existing, and I am able to capture what I am really looking for. In this case, it is the playfulness that Em and I exchange.



And lastly, my love, asleep in my room. He was so beautiful there, and so hard to capture. I took some blurry close ups at a few points during that night, the night I stayed up all night packing before my morning flight to here. I packed while he just slept there, through the harsh light, and all my noise and occasionally having to shift him around.

I often associate him with the cold fresh air from those two windows, and this picture brings me some very comforting tactile memory. I can feel the breeze, and that wool blanket against my neck.