Groovy man

I am liking this guy’s look. It’s probably because I don’t see too many men who will flaunt their style credo the way this guy does, since leaving Brooklyn. Suburban dads take note…(I think this actually is someone’s dad.)

Domenica's kitchen II

I love the yellow walls of my friend Domenica’s kitchen. I can’t commit to wall color in my life. Rather, I can commit to shades of white verging on grey, but that’s as far as it goes. Don’t get me wrong, there’s lots of color scattered about my home. It’s just the walls. I like them white.

What I saw from my living room window

Early Saturday morning in spring. I know, it’s a bit corny but it really was a beautiful sight.

Castle project

The kids are very into knights, castles and princesses these days.  Well, the boys are definitely NOT into princesses but as a kind nod to their baby sister, they have allowed one pink princess into their kingdom.  We looked at some books and made this castle out of a bunch of cardboard boxes.  The plan was to paint it and keep adding onto it until it becomes a giant lair for kings, knights, pirates, aliens…you get it.  It’s been getting a lot of play and if it lasts, we’ll spend some time painting it-a good way to eek out one more diversion for “bored” children from this project.

Domenica’s Kitchen

The first signs of spring arrived.  The crocuses have pushed through the soil and the air feels different, if only slightly warmer.  All of this makes me think about food.  Sustainability will be a goal this year.  We’ve joined the local CSA again and will attempt a heartfelt if meager vegetable garden of our own.  Apple trees and blueberry bushes have been planted.  We’re also lucky to live close to Blue Hill at Stone Barns where we get seriously good eggs.  That brings me to last night’s dinner.  Eggs, prosciutto and baby spinach.  So simple, so yummy!  Oh, and the dinosaur happens to be the same colors as the meal…

Eggs, prosciuotto and baby spinach

Milomouse

Sometimes you catch them at that special moment when their minds are drifting and you just want to hold on to that image as long as you can.

Ikea

I have not been posting for almost 2 years.  Leaving Brooklyn was hard for me. The usual crap that makes a family leave the city and head for greener pastures was all at play in our case, sub-par public schools, lack of parking, lack of an extra bedroom when that third child comes around and a bit too much asphalt.  A year into our new suburban life and I gotta say, I’m really liking it.  I’m still searching for that creative  energy that flowed so freely in the old neighborhood.  I think I’m finding it here…slowly, finally.

Today we were quite bored after school and made these crayons out of bits of old ones we had in a box that were too short and stubby to want to draw with anymore.  It was fun.  We melted the crayon bits in an old aluminum heart shaped mold.  Here’s the thing, each color has a different melting temperature probably based on the pigment to binder ratio.  (I should know this with my art conservation background, right?) So while some colors melted into a sublime paste of shiny color, others just separated into a milky wax substance with bits of crumbly pigment. It was a bit of cool science mixed in with art.  My favorite type of lesson for the kids.

Barn at Mearstead

I really love this barn and keep going back to photograph it.  I haven’t got the “shot” I’m looking for yet so I’ll keep trying.   Looking for things to photograph in winter is hard.  It’s cold, the kids wait in the car but get bored looking at snow and ask, “why are you taking a picture of a bunch of branches, mom?”  It’s a good question.and here’s another one…

…Taken on a cold winter’s day, it brought me full circle to this photo inside Cape Hatteras Lighthouse last August…