photo by Marc Bertrand
i miss the old drive-in theater we used to have in town but this would suffice. i don’t even care what they’re playing!
hi everyone, hope your week is going well. i had this image on my desktop for a couple of days and before i can force myself to do another iota of work, thought i’d share it and pretend we were headed out for some outdoor theater and a night on the town.
the photo came from my colleague, carsten sprotte at paris sharing (this is his blog). he runs a company that ‘offers the savvy traveler affordable stays in authentic Parisian homes, and Paris residents a chance to be hosts to the world’. it looks like a great way for those of us who love paris apartments to either stay in one or just peek inside some great homes. i have that voyeur thing in me and i don’t care to shake it.
ok. well, cut! it’s back to the grindstone. see you at the movies!
wow, this just came to my inbox, weird! summerscreen.org
pss my friend elaine biss sent me this. it’s a non-sequitor but i thought you may enjoy it:
‘The Universe loves gratitude. Every day look for things to be grateful for.
Make “thank you” your catchphrase. As you walk from one place to
another, say “thank you” with every step. Begin each day with the
words “thank you”, and make your last thought at night one of giving
thanks for the day. Be grateful under all circumstances, no matter
what is happening around you. Just 30 days of saturating yourself with
gratitude will change your life beyond your comprehension. When you
radiate and live gratitude you press the ON switch to the Universe and
it will deliver all good to you, matching the intensity of your
gratitude. Thank you!’
hey guys, happy saturday night. i hope you’re planning a night of fun whether it’s settling in at home or gearing up to paint the town pink.
it’s been close to a month since getting back from paris, and some of the subtleties of spending a chunk of time in the city have sunk in on the subatomic level. it seems like each time i go there’s a slight change for the better. i’m a teeny bit more polite, a lot slower paced and definitely less wasteful. to make sure the changes stick, i’m jotting down a couple notes for reference. living in nyc for so many years, it was the direct opposite experience so i’m consciously undoing years of deep conditioning.
1. some believe the french are rude and dislike americans, but i find the opposite is true. it’s amazing how truly kind the french can be, especially if you give their language the old college try. you can actually have light conversation with anyone by just mastering the daily pleasantries: allo, bonjour, bonne journée, bon soir, bonne soirée, comment-allez vous, ça va,, très bien, merci, et vous, ah, bon, ah, oui, merci, de rien, je vous en prie, pardon, a tout a l’heure, d’accord, bon appetit, salut, vous aussi, au revoir, à bientôt et ooh la la!
2. the development of infinite patience: it’s almost a meditation, especially for this hardened new yorker. it’s amazing how the french wait on line without huffing, the way they’ll spend time with a customer whether they buy or not, and the fact that they are generally just not pushy people. the second i got to the airport it was a completely different world where everyone had to be first and would sooner run you over with their luggage cart than let you merge ahead, and although it goes against my grain to be patient, it’s one of the traits i’m kind of enjoying practicing.
3. keep it down: i think we’re just pretty boisterous people as americans. we’re jovial, congenial, fun loving and down right loud about it. the french on the other hand are subtle, private, quiet and intimate. in public they speak in hushed voices and are respectful of other conversations. the other day i was on the phone before a plane took off and had no idea how loud i was talking till the lady next to me got annoyed. note to self. shut up!
4. don’t fester: the french are expert at sitting quietly and neatly in place. it’s another form of meditation to make a conscious effort to act like a french woman and that means not twirling my hair or messing with my nails.
5. to-go cups and plastic bags: the french are never seen with either of these. they’re both badges of dishonor showing a lack of concern for the environment and general bad taste.
6. less bling: other than jewelry, the french keep their clothing simple and sophisticated with solids or stripes, and not much in the way of embellishments on shirts and shoes, jean pockets or jackets. after all these years i’m finally starting to understand their look. it’s taken a long time to dissect such a simple style.
7. using what you’ve got: i’ve never seen anyone make better use of a tiny scrap of tissue, newspaper, bubble or old tape to wrap my flea market purchases. somehow there always seems to be be enough even when there is very little.
8. meticulousness: this is maybe what hit me most this time, the way that everything the french do is just-so. everything is handled with care. whether it’s the way they clean streets, sew seams or make conversation, it’s all done with an air of elegance. i think it’s in these little daily rituals where the ordinary can become extraordinary and the french have mastered the art of living.
well ok, that’s it for my observations tonight. i was just in the mood to relive a little bit of it before it wears off. they say when you write it’s more permanent so i’m hoping this will help seal the deal. have a wonderful weekend and i hope to stop by to see you tomorrow!
hi guys, happy summer! hope your week is off to a good start.
i’ve been on the down low for the past couple of weeks, maybe it was a combo of burnout from paris and coming home to miami and all that’s looming. still i’ve been busy and spent the past few days with my partner catherine in chicago working on the app and we’re finally at the last stage. i can’t believe how much work went into this but it’s going to apple for approval this week!
i thought you’d enjoy a small preview of some of the pics.
i love old flea pics. just goes to show you how little has changed and how much of the same stuff keeps getting passed around from generation to generation.
anyway i still have to go through the 3000 (literally)! photos i took in paris cause we’re putting out a photo book at the same time the app launches. truth is it was supposed to happen when i was there but guess everything in due time, right?
well, it’s after 2pm and i’ve got a pair of 6 year old nieces who’ll be expecting their fairy godmother to be up and at em when they are.
so i’ll leave you with these and bid you bonne nuit.
i’m glad you were here and i’ll stop by chez vous too. for now, sweet dreams!
hey guys, it’s been way too long. i’ve been in a funk since getting back and just needed to decompress and check out. if anything could snap me out of it, it’s got to be father’s day. i’m about to see my whole family for the first time since december and that is going to be pure soul food!
trolling through flickr i came across these old images and can never choose just one. and i don’t have to! there’s so much of my dad’s influence in what i do, i don’t think i realized how much till seeing these pictures here all together. he’s the one who taught me about the nuances of the 20s and 30s in drawings, fonts, color palettes. funny how so much of what we are is from our parents.
(mom, you influenced me too but in lots of other ways :)
so dad, happy father’s day and thank you for being my dad, guru and rock. i love you! happy father’s day to all of you, have a wonderful day with the ones you love!
hey guys, i hope you’re putting the final touches on a good week in your world.
this is kind of a seinfeld post about nothing, just musing and saying hi, clearing my desktop. going through more photos de paris, this promo for printemps brocantes en france popped up. i don’t have specific summer plans and would love to roam free in july or august. not sure if such an impromptu plan could hatch but i’m just putting it out there.
cleaning up le desktop it’s interesting to see what’s been saved over the past couple days. i’d stashed a ton of pics from this site. guess i did indulge awhile looking through the funky decor and the pretty shots themselves. love that light.
sick decor but a great layout
i’m not sure of the technical term but this may be blasphemy
even messy it looks good
of course all rooms start from scratch, just add water and lord knows what you’ll get! i’m sure you’ve got a lot planned for the weekend but wanted to turn you on to a contest that’s easy to enter and can get you to paris in september for the maison objet so check it out below. i hope you enter…and win!
this is their inspiration room. they want you to upload any photo and just tell what inspires you about it in 100 words. you can win an entire trip plus a big cash prize. it takes 5 minutes and i know you can win if you enter!
(this is an example…you can use your own photo, and words. i didn’t write this, it’s on their site)
Infinite possibility. A blank slate. A fresh canvas. These are my inspirations. What could this room be? Who will visit? What memories will be created here? In the quiet moments of standing in a room-to-be, a million possibilities flash like a old movie reel though my mind. In a split second this room could conjure a french market cafe, a Morroccan riad, Notting Hill, a Soho loft. Will the room say mid-century Eames? Classic Dorothy Draper? Cool Vicente Wolf? Or maybe pop art campy kitsch? This is my room and this room allows me to dream.
well, it’s about time to close up shop for the day so i’ll bid you adieu and wish you a wonderful weekend!
PS: there’s one thing and it’s actually the most important information that i could possibly share. i can’t beg you enough to watch this and pass it on. with the gulf in crisis, there is still hope. please check out the video of the benefits of using simple hay to collect oil. we’re going to hear a million options like using more dispersants and chemicals but we can’t afford to add more to this than anything organic. PLEASE tweet the link or email it to your local news station or anyone you think will listen! and thanks for always listening ;p
hi everybody, hope your week is in full swing and that everything is well in your world :)
it’s funny when you go through your photos after a trip. this is the first i’ve really seen some of the shots around town. guess i still have my thing for window boxes and wish i had more but they were few and far between.
isn’t it your aesthetic obligation to have a flower box if you live in paris?
i must say, i was never a geranium fan, but am growing to love them for the way they respond to, well, light and water, the way they smell and surreal colors.
i guess i was practicing my long shot/tight shot skills. the palms were a creative surprise. and probably really low maintainence!
sometimes the wide shot just doesn’t capture the happiness and pride the flowers seem to have.
i want to smoosh my face in them!
these were just moments, behind a door, in a park.
life is so lovely, hope you’re enjoying every moment of it with the ones you love! more soon, xc
hi guys, it’s been a week since i’ve been back stateside. miami beach is in full bloom with water so clear and calm it’s like a swimming pool. it’s been hard to write without conveying the pain i feel for this water and for our species. i didn’t have a tv in paris so i’m not sure i understand all that’s NOT happening. and I am shocked to be watching another teri schiavo and katrina happen before our eyes and can’t help but wonder, why? Why are we allowing another country’s corporation to run our waters and determine the clean up? Americans are poised and ready to work. Why are we waiting for BP or the government’s ‘permission’. They apparently have different agendas and the water must be protected! who is saying we can’t get started? I’m about ready to go to louisianna with anderson cooper and find out!
this video has given me hope and strength:
anyway i have plenty of places to vent and this is not one of them but i wanted you to know why i dropped out of sight. i read that visualizing something already having happened will create it. please join me in visualizing the hole sealed tight.
back at home life goes on. i’ve felt so uninspired to take photos of my apartment before since it’s just a sort of weigh station and not decorated at all. but the camera i treated myself to was waiting when i got back so i did play around a little. it’s an olympus PEN that’s got lots of tricks like soft background, faded, etc. this one used the pinhole technique.
looking around at the few things i do have here, the only decor is from the sea.
last year i collected hundreds of swirls.
i was falling into a funk so when liz called for some girl time, i hopped in her car for little joy riding in the rain and exploring neighborhood pockets. it’s one of our favorite things to do, especially when we find one like this and pretend we’re going to fix it up and move in with tons of animals.
i guess everyone needs a muse and liz is mine. she would die if she knew this pic was up but that’s what she gets for not reading my blog ;p
and now i hope your day is soon coming to a close and that you’re with those you love. please visualize the cap! xc