I love the idea of reusing/recycling/borrowing etc. so when Little Borrowed Dress came out and was photographed by the “can-do-no-wrong-in-my-book” Elizabeth Messina, I can’t get enough of the idea and the photos.
I’ve been collecting images for a painting series I’ve had in my head for 10+ years now of midcentury women pool and beach-side, and the new Anthropologie Poolside Looks layout would totally light a fire under my ass if I had the time to dedicate to it.
This is just pure inspiration to me and made me long for my time in Europe three years ago. (Not that I was in Copenhagen or saw a flash symphony but, the trains and metro musicians and stuff.)
This post by my friend Amy about experiencing a book through the characters reminded me of the avid reader I was growing up, and just why I loved it.
I had to trim my basil plant this week so I made a creamy pesto/sun-dried tomato sauce with it. I was trying to figure out what to use it for, so I bought a fresh sourdough loaf, grilled some chicken, marinated sliced red onions in red wine vinegar, and stacked it with sliced tomato and provolone= A pesto panini that would knock your socks off. No photos because I couldn’t wait long enough before eating it.
A great styled shoot on Saturday. I’ve wanted to belong to a group of photographers who meet up and talk shop but I haven’t had a ton of luck finding people who aren’t insecure and competitive. My website host is all about community and organizes local groupings and I’ve met some really kind and lovely people through it that I’m grateful for.
Booking three more weddings this week that I’m super stoked about, and getting ready to shoot my dear friend Dottie’s wedding next week.
Watching the finale of Interior Therapy and realizing that I’m getting more Jeff and Jenni soon when Flipping Out comes back on. I’ll admit it- I’m a Bravo-aholic.
I went to Walmart this week (ugh) to pick up some random items- I avoid Walmart like the plague but had no choice this particular day. They’re renovating the one down the street from me into a superstore, so it’s even more vile than usual. I stood in line for checkout for at least 10-15 minutes because they only had two checkstands open and at least 20 people trying to check out. After I finally made it through the line, there was a teen-aged guy behind me who didn’t look like he had a lot of money. He realized he’d forgotten his wallet to buy some food so he turned around to leave, when the 70 year old checker called him back and told him he’d buy it for him. I don’t know the circumstances of the situation or if they guy even had any money in the first place, but when I see someone who obviously doesn’t have a whole lot to share of his own being generous to someone else, it really shows me that there are people who are good to their core out there.