~secret lunch~

well sir,

there is no such thing as a free lunch, no love for sale here. and besides, remember that story about van gogh. just because you consider someone to be a brilliant artist, they might not be the kind of company you would like to keep during your dinner.
ahem.

(giving a full refund never felt so good)
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(secret lunch)


so disappointment clouds lift with the arrival of old friends. the new york/ connecticut-hawaii-spain triangle begins!

saved you a seat

jen threw up eight times, i threw up three. we never get seasick! what?

dolphins if you like dolphins, get very excited. jen and i we're getting matching dolphin tattoos, she wants hers going around her wrist bone, like it's leaping out of the water. i think i'll go with something a little more classic, timeless. the dolphin ankle.

all jokes aside, i have never felt more moved as when i plopped into the water, cleared my snorkel and was surrounded, simply surrounded by dolphins. jen brought her underwater camera. click here to see those photos...

convertibles and cruises, a girl could get used to all of this...

jen and regina totally spoiled me. i would like for them to come back to stay please. and lord knows my place is small. but they could stay forever and i wouldn't mind a bit.












my souvenir
of their visit is this beautiful pink floatie
"i hate you cottage cheese, i had a baby that's why..."
we decided the scribbling and cursing on the surface
was some sort of performance art...
some poor person with contempt for their own beautiful skin
attacking the supple plastic with ballpoint sharp
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the best of the things i have found






but no pictures of the "wave-jumping," nor the honey




time off pays off in inspiration, as i delve deeper and deeper into making art that matters. and beautiful things...silly little things too!
this world is crumbling, if you listen to everybody it makes it true. but somehow it doesn't matter. we all still need beautiful things. we need art. we need art!
and i 100% need to make things! i don't care about much anymore, just making things. learning, making, photographing, documenting, thinking, sketching and the whole thing starts again. naming. argh! that's what i'm supposed to be doing right now...

the breaks in my routine let the sun in that's for sure, but the making things is the privately examined world i hold dear, without which none of this would matter much at all.

happy hands...


serving utensils...


sick wallets...




ps ...made from trash, rinsed plastic scraps i arrange and fuse together to make a fabric, then sketched i mean stitched together on my machine...


still stumped...naw
quarried and quartered

longest post ever

the floodthe drive

and the best art i saw at first friday...

and friends! who can believe all these kids were out and about!





followed by the craziest week of birthdays yet...

let's start with angela's
kualoa ranch for ziggy marley surf roots whatever. as anyone who knows me knows, i am so ridiculously burned out on reggae. but going to these shows is too much fun, especially because i got to catch up with many friends!


the gentleman standing up in the above photo was going around tackling people and sloshing around his pepsi bottle of tobacco spit. charmed i'm sure.

here it is, let's call this the juxtaposition that is my life.

we kept the celebration going with an indoor pool party, a hot tub, and the ocean in hawaii kai
oh you know just john travolta's old house.
wha...???

this is where i go now in the best of my dreams

yes those are cinammon rolls and yes that's bacon too. and no i've never had such an amazing day of indulgence and relaxation.


oh right except for the fact that christen, angela, and i were running the honolulu marathon...

or not.

more like...
only picture a few more comfy chairs, a table with perrier and fresh fruit, and a bunch of mad runners who wanted to kick us where the sun don't shine...yes the morning was good, and the afternoon was even better. picture nothing but hot tubbing, ocean floating, indoor pool swimming, and olive tree eating.

and this is only the beginning of the birthday extravaganzas...

i'm so ashamed that i don't have more pictures from amanda's 25th birthday barbeque! but here she is at the end of a fun fun night with her new puppy ollie and her sweet husband corey and a baskin robbins mint chocolate chip ice cream cake...so great!



the next morning after yoga and starbucks, catching some of the triple crown surf contest on my way to millilani for errands. its a tough life kid.




and the next day, a beautiful drive to pick out a christmas tree on alissa's 30th birthday!






followed by a little dinner at haleiwa joe's, a little sashamon, and some hippies crashing our party (don't worry, we know them)



so. i hear they don't call it dirty thirty for nothing...party favors included of course glass moustaches...





lou swearing he's only intoxicated by the scent of my hair

what a crazy fun night, and then...

emily and her amazing photographs!
erin and her beautiful jewelry!



nerd alert!


and the best christmas lights i have ever seen...the bunny in a santa suit on the upper right whose rear end was moving from side to side (?) umm. happy holidays?



i wish every morning i woke up to the ocean in mokuleia with a cold. ok well not with a cold but you know what i mean.