Hello You, Hello Me

Jul 31

Hello Gorgeous prints by @clareelsaesser arrived today! and personalized to boot. #goodmailday #goodartday

Hello Gorgeous prints by @clareelsaesser arrived today! and personalized to boot. #goodmailday #goodartday

texturism:

it was because of his profound knowledge of painting that leonardo started so many things without finishing them; for he was convinced that his hands, for all their skill, could never perfectly express the subtle and wonderful ideas of his imagination.

giorgio vasari, the lives of the most excellent painters, sculptors and architects, 1568. [emphasis mine]

Hello a Few Things

The painters that invaded my apartment only completed half of the touch-up work and of that half they used the wrong colour paint. Now my kitchen is blotchy green instead of smooth green and I am pissed.

Someone told me today that I was the reigning queen of deflection. They may or may not be wrong.

The dinner party went off without a hitch. Food was raved over, laughter was shared, Black Dog gelato was consumed and everyone left at a decent hour so I could fall asleep on the couch watching Lost.

Three phone interviews down, one more to go and then maybe an in-person. Things are rolling quickly on the job front which makes me excited/anxious/terrified. The more I learn about the opportunity the more I want it and will be sorely disappointed if it doesn’t work out. Pretty please let it work out so I don’t fall into the endless pit of depression and self-loathing. Thank you in advance, universe. 

Tomorrow I am headed to fabulous Madison, WI for the weekend. This will be my inaugural visit and I am thrilled at the possibilities. Much of my time will be occupied with nice, Wisconsin folk but if you have an recommendations of things to do and see, send them my way.

*tumblr posted the first before I was finished with it. dumb technology.

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Hello #tbt bowtie and buckteeth.

Hello #tbt bowtie and buckteeth.

Jul 30

Harvest Moon by Neil Young on Spotify -

Hello Harvest Moon.

Hello my attempt at #lilacpantsuit. Does a new outfit for my phone count?

Hello my attempt at #lilacpantsuit. Does a new outfit for my phone count?

Hello Dinner Party

My friend Maggie and I came up with the idea to take turns hosting a weekly meal. I’d like to mention that are friends not because she works with Matt but because we both have artist hearts, a flair for the dramatic and a thirst for whiskey.

Last week she fed us chicken tacos with loads of spice and slaw. We sat around her and her boyfriend’s converted loft chatting, drinking and listening to records. In a word: magical.

This week is my turn. I’m cooking up a Texas-style chili (no beans), brazilian cheese breads and roasted brussel sprouts. I’m purposely not going the fancy route because my apartment has been under construction these last two weeks and it’s going to take most of my energy to make the place presentable, let alone cook for a group of seven.

I have been waiting years for the dinner party stars to align, the last time was when I threw a graduation/birthday party for my roommate with a “beer and beards” theme. We forced our 30 guests to bring their favourite beer, wear a beard and cram themselves into our teeny apartment. 

I’m excited for tonight. Really excited. I have a huge cleaning list to accomplish, mixtape to compile and groceries being delivered within the hour. I’ll let you know how it goes.

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“I have spent a lot of time consuming instead of creating. Browsing other people’s blogs. Looking at other people’s images. Reading other people’s stories. I have found myself valuing the already completed work of others more than the in-progress work of my own.

Reading about other people’s stories is only inspiring to a point. Eventually you have to turn it off and sit at a desk and hammer it out. You have to embrace that not-as-enjoyable part because that’s the part when it’s actually happening.

You want to make stuff? Make it. You want to write stuff? Write it. You want to do something different? Do it. Get in and be inspired, but then get out. And then get to work.” — Elise Blaha Cripe (via wordsaresinging)

(via population-e)

Jul 29

Goodbye Abigail,

A fierce beauty, a sharp wit and a true fighter lost her battle with cancer today. 

Her family and friends are heartbroken, as are the acquaintances and strangers her life touched.

Goodbye Abigail,

A fierce beauty, a sharp wit and a true fighter lost her battle with cancer today.

Her family and friends are heartbroken, as are the acquaintances and strangers her life touched.

Hello Hostage

Painters have invaded the apartment.

Tarps, ladders and paint cans are scattered everywhere, the cats are hiding in terror and everything I own is covered in a fine layer of dust. I have strict instructions to watch them like a hawk because “all Chicago painters steal” so I’m stuck on the couch marathoning episodes of Lost and thinking about the food in my kitchen I would like to make and eat but can’t. Also thinking about a shower. And getting a life.

rachelfershleiser:

thepenguinpress:

Via Flavorwire
The 35 Writers Who Run the Literary Internet
Zadie Smith
No Twitter, no personal blog, and close to 35k fans following the Facebook page that her publisher runs for her; Zadie Smith really has zero personal Internet presence, save for maybe her sporadic posts on the New York Review of Books website. Yet while Smith might not have a clever Twitter handle, she’s all over social media proxy, with her many fans sharing quotes, articles, and her live talks (with fellow Internet-shy authors Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie or Karl Ove Knausgård) all the time. She’s one of the few big-name writers who has managed to develop a huge Internet presence without even seeming to spend much time online.
Neil Gaiman
It isn’t simply the over two million Twitter followers that make Gaimain an online powerhouse — it’s that he seems to genuinely enjoy interacting with his fans. The fact is, he had a massive following long before anyone knew what “social media” was, and doesn’t really need to tweet or use his Tumblr with such frequency to promote his work. That he spends so much time online, regardless, is what makes his noticeable presence very welcome.
John Green
Have you ever gone to Tumblr and looked at how many posts are tagged “John Green“? It’s a rabbit hole worth falling down at least once. Then there’s the 2.85 million people who follow him on Twitter — making Green easily one of the most popular writers on the Internet, and one who’s always interacting with fans.
Rachel Fershleiser 
A book evangelist, Fershleiser spends her days doing literary and nonprofit outreach at Tumblr, and takes any chance she can to talk about the “Bookternet.” She tweets all the time, has given a TEDx talk on the literary Internet, and, of course, she’s very active on Tumblr.
See the rest of the list here!

Zadie, call me!

Hello lovely list of writers.

rachelfershleiser:

thepenguinpress:

Via Flavorwire

The 35 Writers Who Run the Literary Internet

Zadie Smith

No Twitter, no personal blog, and close to 35k fans following the Facebook page that her publisher runs for her; Zadie Smith really has zero personal Internet presence, save for maybe her sporadic posts on the New York Review of Books website. Yet while Smith might not have a clever Twitter handle, she’s all over social media proxy, with her many fans sharing quotes, articles, and her live talks (with fellow Internet-shy authors Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie or Karl Ove Knausgård) all the time. She’s one of the few big-name writers who has managed to develop a huge Internet presence without even seeming to spend much time online.

Neil Gaiman

It isn’t simply the over two million Twitter followers that make Gaimain an online powerhouse — it’s that he seems to genuinely enjoy interacting with his fans. The fact is, he had a massive following long before anyone knew what “social media” was, and doesn’t really need to tweet or use his Tumblr with such frequency to promote his work. That he spends so much time online, regardless, is what makes his noticeable presence very welcome.

John Green

Have you ever gone to Tumblr and looked at how many posts are tagged “John Green“? It’s a rabbit hole worth falling down at least once. Then there’s the 2.85 million people who follow him on Twitter — making Green easily one of the most popular writers on the Internet, and one who’s always interacting with fans.

Rachel Fershleiser 

A book evangelist, Fershleiser spends her days doing literary and nonprofit outreach at Tumblr, and takes any chance she can to talk about the “Bookternet.” She tweets all the time, has given a TEDx talk on the literary Internet, and, of course, she’s very active on Tumblr.

See the rest of the list here!

Zadie, call me!

Hello lovely list of writers.

Hello Photo Evidence

I posted a photo last night.

Evidence that Matt not only exists but is willing to make stupid faces at a camera, which he knows I will broadcast across social media.

This is a first. 

I’m 31 years old and have never had a relationship where it was natural to be seen together, let alone documented. When I took last night’s photo I was surprised by how easy it was. We were sitting at the table, surrounded by our softball teammates and pitchers of Coors Light (gross). I didn’t say a word, just held my phone in my hand, arm extended. Matt leaned in without hesitation and “click”.

When I showed him the photo his only comment was “Damn, I have a big nose.” (my nose is actually bigger, we measured). To Matt, the moment was no big deal. He didn’t ask my motives or the destination of the photo. There was no worried crease in his brow, no sign of embarrassment over the portrayal of an “us”.

We were in a movie theater 9 months ago (I can’t remember the movie) when he pulled out his phone and updated his Facebook relationship status without skipping a beat. He was ready to put it out there for the world to see and judge. I, on the other hand, waited an additional 7 months to update my status.

I’m an enormous jerk.

My hesitation (more like panic attack) was rooted in many things. A history of heartbreak, destruction, running away, vulnerability, nothing to do with Matt and everything to do with shadowed corners I had not yet confronted. 

I needed time to accept that this was what good looked like. I needed time to trust that he was genuine. I also needed to trust myself; that I was not wholly damaged, that I could be comfortable with, nay, I could DO healthy.

I’m still getting used to the idea that he wants to be an “us” and I’m learning (with the occasional freak out) how to be a person intimately connected to another person. The first step was photos of him, then photos together, a relationship status change, a digital breadcrumb trail left for anyone to follow.

The real life we are cultivating, though, is much more than that. It’s good.