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July 31, 2006

Day Fifteen: Seoul

Neon Characters

Girl Drawing

Flying Carpet

Green Tea

Red Stamps

Street Art

Tea Sign

Gallery Window

I think you can judge a country by it's political system, it's food, and it's art. Korea is impressive on all accounts. Clearly we Americans, who bill ourselves as the world leader, have much to learn from this newly democratic society. Now I'm no political expert, but today I learned that Korea has a parliamentary democracy where all four of their political parties have representation in parliament. Even the smallest party, the workers party sort of equivalent to our unions, have seats representing their interests based on their amount of votes in each election. They have a female prime minister and 13% of parliament are women. Nice. The food is great. it's varied, complex and they take pride in the preparation, service and enjoy long meals. But of course what I personally find most impressive it their love of the arts. There is so much public art along the streets, in subway stations, on the buses, and there are many galleries and museums honoring traditional arts as well as contemporary ones. Wow. This is quite a cultured civil society.

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July 30, 2006

Day Fourteen: Seoul

Subway Map

Seoul Subway

I started the day by learning the Seoul subway system. It's a color coded system, numbered, as well as labeled in Korean, English and Mandarin. There are 8 lines, each with a unique color and every stop has an associated number. Not every stop's number is marked, however, at each stop there is an arrow pointing you toward the next stop in each direction on that line. Of course you have to be strategic about making sure you get to a transfer point station so you can change lines and also make sure you are on the correct level. There are three levels within the subway system. Fortunately there is english on each station marker - or I'd be screwed and very very lost. The subway map in no way reflects real distances and that messed me up a bit too. It turns out that all stops within the downtown area are 900 won one way, and everywhere I wanted to go was within the downtown area. There are plenty of machines to buy tickets, though you'd have to know to only get a 900 won ticket since the machines are written entirely in Korean so you can't figure it out without seeking help. Fortunately they have some tourist information booths at certain stations. I only went the wrong way once, lucky me.

Ginseng Portrait

Seoul Police

First stop was Itaewon. This neighborhood was billed as "champagne shopping on a beer budget." Hardly! This street had shop after shop of endless yucky low end knock off crap and was a serious waste of time. Don't go! The coolest thing I saw on the street was this window displaying ginseng in jars and the cutest police station mascots ever — so not authoritarian!

Dongdaemun

Seoul Cityscape

Food Court

Fried Rice

Next I went to Dongdaemun. This is a shopping megaplex area. Every building - in every direction - is a shopping complex/mall. What a nightmare! The weather here is very hot, super humid, grey heavy, and sticky. It feels better to be in the air conditioning even if it's in a frighteningly intense and crowded mall so inside I went. At this point I was really hungry so I headed to the 9th floor food court in the Doosan Tower. Yikes! After cruising around the court I learned that you order from the center cashier station. They issue you a number and ticket and you wait until your number is displayed on the big digital overhead board. Then you head to the numbered section you ordered from and give them your ticket. I ordered a number 7 from section D — that translates to fried rice and noodles with wild mushrooms and beef. When you are done eating you return the tray to the same section area. After eating, I explored about seven floors of endless designer knock off shopping Blech. I tried to find stuff but most was too weird and just off enough to be all wrong. The few things I found for gifts were too small or bad craftsmanship. We all know I am picky, but I was shocked to be surrounded by so much and not like anything at all. Sadly, this was a fruitless day. My next free day will be spent visiting a museum or palace as I can't take anymore shopping.

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July 29, 2006

Day Thirteen: Seoul

Gyeongbokgung

Palace Gate

Doorway

Stone Faces

I started the day with free breakfast at my hotel residency the Somerset. It wasn't too bad and it's by far the best cup of coffee on the whole trip. Ah, civilization. I then set out to explore Seoul. I must admit that Seoul feels very overwhelming. It's super expensive and really spread out - like New York meets Los Angeles. You don't walk. Cabs are expensive and you'll likely sit in traffic. There are no bicycles. Apparently it's all about the subway. I took one look at the subway map and decided I'd tackle that tomorrow. Today I'd see whatever was walkable from the Somerset. Turns out I'm right between the two must see Palaces. I turned left and found Gyeongbokgung. I took a lovely stroll through the palace and it's grounds.

Diorama

Traditional Dress

Kimchi

At the far end I found the Korean Cultural Museum and took a long look in there. I loved all the dioramas depicting centuries of Korean life. They went into excruciating detail. There were elaborate depictions of every ceremony and life stage, it was wild - really trippy. Check out the above image of the process of making kimchi. There were about five dioramas showing every stage in the process including the special seasonal variations. That's some seriously important cabbage.

Insadog

Street Painting

Shopping Mall

Honey Threads

Street Vendor

Bakery Window

I spent the afternoon and evening wandering through Insadong. This is a wonderful walking only street with endless vendors and beautiful shops. There are tons of windows with people making a wide variety of treats from spicy meat on a stick to honey noodle candy and various frosty beverages. There are tons of restaurants, tea houses and other eateries, many located on the second or third floor overlooking Insadongs many wanderers. Korean stores are adorable and they take great pride in the way they display their wares. I am so impressed with all the fun shopping. The stores stay open very late. Some malls are even 24 hours. Koreans get drunk and go night shopping, its the latest sport —I kid you not. Koreans do not speak English. They don't want to try and could care less about you and your communication issues. I suppose that's fair since I'm here. It's not as though vendors or street signs in America are in multiple languages. If you want to talk with a Korean you have to learn how. So far only I've only slightly mastered thank you "Kam-sa-ham-nida". Doubt I'll get much more before I head home. I had an amazingly delicious dinner of kimchi soup, green onion with squid pancake and marinated spicy pork, I loved every bite and washed it down with a Cass beer "the sound of vitality." Ahhhh.

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July 27, 2006

Day Eleven & Twelve: Aceh to Medan; Singapore to Seoul

Indonesia Tutuk

Tempel Ban

Flat Tire

On the road into Medan we had a flat tire. We got lucky and pulled over at a random tire repair "tempel ban" within a block of realizing our problem. The tire was switched for the spare within about 15 minutes. How shockingly efficient. With all the surrounding chaos I would have guessed the flat would have set us back for much longer. We were safely returned to the hotel Medan within 4 hours of leaving Langsa. Upon driving up the hotel driveway we were stopped and a mirror was placed under the car to check for explosives. On the way into the hotel we were put through a metal detector and our luggage was scanned. That gave me a good sense of the life situation in "modern" Indonesia. Above is a photo of the common Indonesian tuktuk. Some have sun coverings, all are brightly painted, motorized, and have side cars — they remind me of the psychedelic 60s.

Singapore Airport

It's now been 36 hours since I left Aceh. I must admit to being very happy to be out of Indonesia. As I said before the people we met were very generous, kind, helpful and supportive of our work. To that end I am thankful. However, heading toward the developed world feels very welcomed and satisfying. My bath at the Singapore Meridian was one of the best I've ever had. And I have to stress again how wonderful the Singapore airport is, it has everything a weary traveler needs. There are english speaking information counters, comfortable lounges, worldly food, endless shopping, clean bathrooms, children's play areas, working escalators and travellators (what they call the moving walkway). I'm so impressed with Singapore's cleanliness, efficiency, and organization. Though after Indonesia, almost anywhere in the world would be an improvement. I still have a few hours to go before arriving in Seoul. Then a long weekend to rest and sight see. There's a good chance I'll be able to move my return up by a day or two. That will be a wonderful reward.

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July 26, 2006

Day Ten: Medan to Aceh

Sunrise Medan

Road To Aceh

Sunrise from my Medan hotel room window on the tenth floor. There are as many satellites as buildings. The four hour drive to Langsa was truly frightening. Our driver, Al, is very aggressive and so are most other drivers. We had three true near misses that made me gasp and close my eyes. The other misses only made my stomach jump up my throat. I had white knuckles the entire journey. Even the driver admitted "that was a close one" [a few different times]. God almighty. Driving on this road will make you pray whether you are religious or not.

Aceh Toilet

Lunch Langsa

From there we met our guide and went another 1.5 hours to a remote village in northeast Aceh. We found out that our contact's father had died the night before. He was hit by a truck while crossing the road after having stopped to check on his car which was having electrical problems. Visiting our village contact's home was a very sad occasion and I felt horrible being an invading westerner on such a tragic day. Her father was beloved by many. He was a very forward thinking, pro education and pro rights for muslim women. Because our contact couldn't take us into the field, our guide did her job instead. Next thing we know we are on the backs of mopeds going over bridges that look as though they will barely hold us. We are passing rice fields, cows and people on bicycles. We go farther into the aceh country side. So far off the world grid, I can't begin to paint the picture for you. It was soooooo far!

Kids Field

Window Women

Aceh Villagers

Friendly Face

Village Football

From there we are invited into the village women's micro-finance meeting. They fed us some crazy - oh my gawd don't ask what it was- freaky veggie curry, dried whole fish and rice. This entry needs smell-o-vision so you can truly understand the food, toilet, and heat. I need to talk about the heat. It's hot. So hot, I am sweating like crazy, turning red, puffy and dizzy. Words can't do justice to describe the swelter. It's so painful. The drugs I am taking aren't helping me with the heat issues. Both cipro & malarone have swirling head side effects. Right now I think Indonesia feels like a boat rocking in the harbor. By the end of the finance meeting I'd made smiley friends with many of the women. They laughed at me quite a bit and since I could take it I earned their respect. They invited me to stay and learn achenese. When they found out I had a 21 month old son, I became truly bonded and the camera no longer seemed an issue. These people are very warm, generous and kind. It's hard to believe that I spent the day in the heart of what was once the scariest rebel fighting area of the acehnese liberation struggle. What a full day of amazing experiences.

Dripping Celiing

Now if I can just live through the next 12 hours in my hell hotel. There's a frog in my bathroom. The ceiling is dripping. And not just a small drip either, it's a big disgusting leak dripping in multiple locations and the sound is irritating. The ceiling is also covered in mold and rust. The toilet doesn't work. They have a hose on the side so I can fill the toilet with water if I want to "flush". The 12 room hotel is full, I have the last available room. There are holes in the walls. The twin bed has a plastic covering on the head board. It's satin blue. I have one towel, it's blue and very old and not terribly clean. There's no toilet paper, kleenex or paper product of any kind. The mosquitoes are out in full force, but only a few are in my room [so I think]. I am wearing today's sweaty clothes to bed. I am covered in deet. It smells horrid. I'm just thankful there's electricity so I can charge my equipment, play iTunes, and write this posting. Missing home.

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July 25, 2006

Day Nine: Travel Day

Travel Stuff

I was on three flights today. Up at 6am, breakfast at 7. First flight on Thai air 10:30 to Bangkok. Next flight on FinnAir 2:40 to Singapore. The Singapore airport has to be the best I've seen — in the world. The design is aesthetically pleasing with lots of color variations, fabrics and fresh flowers. They have a take a number system so counter help is orderly. They have stunningly clean bathrooms and amenities. There's an indoor jungle gym for children. It's spacious and has shops conveniently located all over rather than in one terminal. If you have to get routed somewhere in Asia, chose Singapore. Good news, while waiting at the gate I was racially profiled as Finnish and bumped to business class. It was lovely. Those fins design a nice plane with lots of comfy perks. Next flight on Garuda Air 7:20 to Medan. I'm finally at my hotel and it's 9:00pm. That's a long day and I only saw the inside of airports. Not so funsies.

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July 24, 2006

Day Eight: Vientiane

Holding Mangostine

Mangoestine

I had my first mangosteen here in Laos. This fruit is so delicious. The outer skin is tough and thick and you have to stick both thumbs in quite hard to get it started. Once you've ripped a good hole you twist the top off from the bottom to reveal the white fleshy bits. It's tangy and sweet, light and chewy. It lives up to its queen of the tropical fruits title. [Here's a site where you can get mangosteen juice stateside]

Raw Materials

Laos Threads

Laos Pattern1

Laos Pattern2

I am so impressed by the gorgeous weavings done here in Laos. It takes one person about 3 months to finish one of the beautiful designs you see above. They use thin soft silky threads and turn them into these little masterpieces. Almost every local woman is wearing a traditional Laos designed skirt, there's obvious pride in the craft. Simply lovely. For three months work they make $20. The average person here lives on $382. per year.

That Luang

Luang Detail

Teenage Monks

Monk Portrait

I was able to get a bigger view of Vientiane today and see that it has some capital prowess. The hotel I'm staying at, the Tai-Pan [I don't recommend it as I feel like I'm in a 1970s dorm room] is right near the Mekong which is far from the city's government buildings and monuments, so I wasn't able to fully understand the city scale until I drove around. I ended the day at Pha That Luang Temple. The buildings are gorgeous and have so much rich gold detail it's almost too bright to behold. Some monks who were hanging out in front of a temple called out to me "hey woman, come up here". I did of course. They asked me typical tourist questions. But there was one [portrait above] who asked me to help him with his English study. He then asked me to define "What the hell are you doing here?" Holy hilarity! What a wise ass.

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July 23, 2006

Day Seven: Vientiane

Today was a personal record for flights from hell. I was seated next to a raging bitch. First it's important to know that she never said a word but was able to fully articulate herself. She was in my seat. When my arm was on the rest, she used my arm to rest hers. If my elbow was on the rest she used hers to push mine off. She read the paper fully out stretch. When the paper actually touched my face I crumpled it and pushed it toward her. She pulled the paper back and shifted, but only a bit. She was unavailable for eye contact and unresponsive to human communication. Just so you see the whole picture, she's local, in her early thirties, slim, relatively well dressed with some diamonds and a nice watch. Wow,who is this evil woman and why is she allowed in public? Urg. When we stood up to get off the plane she scratched my butt with her finger nails and pushed her head under the over overhead compartment [remember she's in my window seat] trying to coax me to move faster and push harder to get myself into the exit aisle. I'm just happy to say that this was a very short flight. I can only imagine the bad place this would have led us to, had this been a transcontinental flight. The other hellish aspect to this flight was the sinus pressure and congestion I am suffering from. Oh my god. At one point in the flight I was coughing so hard, tears are streaming down my cheek and I was sure my face would explode. The ceaseless changes in cabin pressure caused on-going ear, throat and nose issues the entire ascent and decent. Oh and just to make my day, my traveling associate let me know that he has issues with my germs, and would like me to be sure to cover my mouth while coughing [he even demonstrated!]. Oh for fucks sake, who are these people?! —Now let's get on to seeing Laos...

Laos Building

Laos Statue

After eating I walked around checking out the tiny town of Vientiane — which I can not believe is the capital of Laos. This is a sleepy town with little to do or see, especially compared to Hanoi. It's charming in that small island sort of way. My fried noodle with chicken lunch cost $1.50. It instantly became clear why there were a lot of stoned ex-pat backpackers crawling all over town. The "city" is really run down, no sidewalks, mostly dirt roads, every other building is in a state of disrepair, and the people seem quite poor. After walking for about 20 minutes I gave up. I just couldn't spend another afternoon in the sweltering heat. I went back to the Tai-Pan dorm like hotel and watched ridiculous movies on their one no-static channel all afternoon. Ah, more air conditioning. Freon and I are becoming fast friends.

Laos Sunset

Mekong Vendor

Before dinner at a random Italian place off the circle, I cruised the Mekong river bank. the sunset was lovely and there were all kinds of vendors cooking up fish and more. they also set up impromptu cafes where people sit and drink beer all evening. For me I was thinking, watching the sunset by a river = mosquitos. So off I went.

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July 22, 2006

Day Six: Hanoi by cyclo

Cyclo Guide

I believe today's temperature was 95 with 100 percent humidity. It felt like a 110 with a 150 percent humidity. It's so hot I can barely describe how difficult it was to be outside and how red, puffy and sweaty I was and felt. I couldn't even bring myself to lay in the shade by the pool, it's too hot for that even. But of course I had to leave the hotel at some point and see Hanoi. I'd kick myself if I didn't go have a look see. So I hopped on the cyclo you see above and this poor man peddled me all over Hanoi! He deserved every extra dollar I gave him.

Big Pagoda

Lotus

Gold Flower

First we cruised Ho Chi Man's mausoleum, which was closed so I only viewed the building and surrounding grounds. Next door is the One Pillar Pagoda which is said to resemble a lotus blossom. According to legend, in his dream, in 1049, the childless king saw a vision of a female Buddha. She led him to a shrine in the middle of a lotus pond [which is the site of the pagoda]. When he woke up, he found his wife was pregnant and later gave birth to a son. Yeah, lady Buddah.

Temple Knowledge

Temple Door

Confusionism

Next he peddled me to the Temple of Literature. This is a stunning attraction with traditional architecture and design details which I love. It's also a serious homage to knowledge and Confucianism. I was so hot after walking through the temple and grounds, I had to find some air conditioning. I walked down the street to the fancy silk shop called CocoSilk and stretched my decision making as long as I could. It's tough when you're being shadowed around the shop. I really don't like that. Then back to my sweet cyclo driver who pushed me all the way to St. Joseph's Church.

Street Hanoi-1

Chatty Guy

Lacquer Wares

From there I cruised around on foot. With the blazing heat pressuring me, my energy and enthusiasm were waning. I picked up some fresh pineapple from a street vendor and walked to Hoan Kiem Lake [which means lake of the returned sword - a King Arthur like story]. While enjoying the lake view and suffering in the midday swelter, I was sort of accosted by the guy above. Of course he was hitting me up for money. He wanted me to buy toothpicks made by blind men to raise money for the red cross. Uh huh. I asked him how long he was planning on sitting next to me. Turns out, it may have been all day. After we chit chatted longer than I'd like, I decided that if he wanted to give me a brief tourist education of the sites I had seen this day that I'd give him a dollar or two. While viewing the images on my digital camera back and in his finest broken english he explained as best he could the purpose of all. Too bad I didn't know that I should have touched one of the turtle's heads in the temple of knowledge — it brings good luck. It turned out to be a nice encounter, though it cost me. I couldn't tour anymore, so I asked my cyclo driver to wind our way through the old quarter maze and get me back to the cushy sofitel hotel. ahhh, air conditioning.

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July 21, 2006

Day Five: The road to Quang Ninh

Vn Ricepatty

Vn Bay

Vn Billboard

Vn Bicycle

Oh the horn honking in Hanoi! And the near fatal misses we experienced while our driver played a game of chicken with every car, truck, bus and moped on the road to Quang Ninh, my god. I'm happy to report I arrived back to the posh Sofitel in one piece, phew. I took lots of shot out the car window, not all fabulous but you get the idea what the countryside looks like. I'm sick as a dog and taking cipro. It's not kicking in as fast as I'd like so I'm lying low today. I hope to see some of hanoi this afternoon. Maybe a quick cyclo ride and some old district shopping. We're dining tonight at Bobby Chins. It's apparently THE place to be seen in Hanoi and he is a top chef constantly in the gossip scene for whom he's dating - you know "the modelizer". Means nothing to me, I just hope he can cook.

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Day Four: Siem Reap & Angkor Wat

Cb Kids

Our morning was busy with business, but this afternoon was a sheer delight — ok the idea of it was fabulous but in reality my super painful sore throat, the constricting humidity, and burning sunshine made it somewhat hellish, but I was determined to power through it. Thinking, when will I be in Cambodia again?? And look at the beautiful smiling children.

Angkor Wat

Angkor Wat is a twelfth century ancestral wonder of the world let alone Cambodia. It brings to mind the ruins of Rome, and Ephasus. The amount of detail on almost every stone, including all the foundation stones, is unbelievable. Also consider that these temples were built one stone on top of the next — an architectural balancing feat. There are over a hundred temples in this forrest preserve.

Fried Crickets

By the way, I ate cricket today. Tasted like salty peanuts. Feeling proudly adventurous!

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July 19, 2006

Day Three: Phnom Penh to Siem Reap

Bicycle Girl

Hello Cow

I've had my eyes opened today. Not just because I feel better than yesterday, since I still feel like shit, but because I've just been given a crash course in Cambodian history through a first person account. I wanted to start crying as she told me her story of her family members who were killed, the ones who died of starvation, and how she was sent far away from her village to a punishing work camp where, on a good day, she lived on literally three grains of rice. She would sneak into the forest to find things to eat. She was never sure if the random forest finding would poison her to death or keep her alive. This went on for years. Everyone here has a story like this. She thinks she got off easy. You probably know more than me about the history? But I think having been here I am now required to research and read about the Khmer Rouge regime. Too many unfathomable horrors in this world.

Heritage Tree

Many moments during the long drive through the country I kept thinking about the millions of people who suffered, or those who survived but are still suffering a lifetime of repercussions. And then there's the poverty, a seemingly unending cycle of poverty, that these people are enduring. Somehow they keep on living, smiling and loving. The human spirit is amazing. Juxtapose all that with the gorgeous landscape with the brightest green rice fields, perfect white clouds on a bright blue sky. It looks like paradise — in the background.

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July 18, 2006

Day One/Two: Taipei & Phnom Penh

Sunrise Taipei

Orchids Taipei

Milk Ad-1

I enjoyed a delirious sunrise and four dollar cup of coffee while strolling around the Taipei airport on a three hour layover. I only slept a few hours on the 14 hour ride to Taipei and as I write this it's now 26 hours later, ouch.

Phnom Airport

Welcome to Cambodia! Every once in awhile I get a wave of dizziness that causes me to strain my eyes to keep balanced and upright. I feel like I may faint, but then I just concentrate on not falling over and pull it together. Serious jet lag. I'm just holding out for about two more hours. We've got someone taking us to dinner and as you know an escort makes dining in a foreign country sooooo much easier. Mmmmm, pan fried squid in a green pepper corn sauce, 'twas delicious. Silly to say but, food is better when you're in the proper latitude and longitude using local ingredients.

I'm staying at the Ruffles Royal in Phnom Penh. It's a pretty luxury hotel, especially by Cambodian standards. The gardens and swimming pool are gorgeous. Too bad I'm working or I'd be lounging about enjoying the amenities and luscious scenery.

Chaos Theory-1

I'm loving the traffic chaos. Drivers just go, in any direction and with no real attention to the lines painted on the road, though they do stop when the light changes. However I have only seen a few street lights or stop signs. There's five or more scooters per every bicycle, car, "tuk tuk", or truck on the road. Most scooters have one or two people but some have families of five and they are carrying baggage! It's like a crazy engineered visual ballet with everyone confidently holding their choreographed position. If anyone hesitates there'd be a huge pile up. Amazing but It seems to work out.

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July 15, 2006

spun right round baby

Handspun Mymy

Stellah, you divine giver of handspun yummy! Thank you for this delicious hank of "farmland" handspun by MyMy. You have such impeccable taste. I love the mix of sea and olive green with flecks of pink, orange and gold. I can't wait for some serene august evenings so I can knit this into something dreamy.

On another note, mee fabu techie hubby has hooked me up with ecto so I can blog whilst on the road through Asia. I hope to find the time as it will be such a great way to keep a visual diary so I can remember and share all the details and stories along the way. On a jet plane in 28 hours...

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July 13, 2006

wee wonderful indeed

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I saw that wee wonderful was selling her kitty, bunny and bear 3-in-1 pattern book while I was cruising her site last night. Then I discovered that they were all sold out. I had that sad I missed out feeling like when I realized I'd never get my hands on Jess Hutch's knitted toy booklet [yes, I'm still obsessively in angst over it! so how did she get it?] However, this morning I had a lovely email in my bunny box from Hillary letting me know that the pattern booklet was reprinted and is now available - wee wonderful indeed. Can't wait to get it in the mail!

July 12, 2006

bart thanks me

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It's so nice to be noticed. Awe, I like you too BART.

July 11, 2006

meself portrait

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Seriously having too much fun with the built-in camera. It's reminding me of all those years I spent doing self portraits while in art school and beyond. I forgot how fun it is to monkey with my self image. Ah ha ha, computer as mirror. Figures I'd go there.

July 10, 2006

watching you

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I've been having a good time getting to know my new [ok, not "mine" exactly since it's employer sponsored] MacBook. I'm so excited to be able to take quick pictures with the big brother camera installed on every new mac. I dig the warping effects in PhotoBooth, and love that I can make quickie films and email them with iMovie and even record my voice with GarageBand. So as long as I can find an internet connection at some point on my travels — I'll be able to send "me" home in words and pictures. How cool. Leave it to Apple to be even more innovative yet again. If I really had it together I'd figure out how to blog while away — but I doubt I'll have enough time to eat and sleep let alone spend an hour blah blah bloggin'. We'll see.

July 8, 2006

new skeins

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I look forward to the day when I can start my next beastie! I bought these sweet strings last week in the hopes that I could whip out my no.3 addis and get to knittin' another bunny. But my life has taken a turn down busy boulevard. I doubt I'll be having the time to blog much either, so please forgive the lack of posting over the next few weeks. Turns out I'm taking a 20 day trip of a lifetime fully funded by my employer (whom I try never to blog about thanks to knowing Heather's story). However I will say that I'll be photographing my journey like crazy and I hope to post lots of inspiration during the month of august, so check back later, kay. Meanwhile, happy knitting to you.

July 7, 2006

straws in

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I can't help posting my little man playing with the six straws he stuck in my sandia agua fresca. xoxo

July 3, 2006

crispina ragamuffins

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Just came across this bright and cheery retail site with gorgeous goods made entirely from recycled clothing. It's called crispina/fuchsia. Turns out she started 19 years ago with a ragamuffin toy design and now look at what her business has blossomed into - fabulousness. Love it. And sweet site with fun illustrations. It inspires me to follow through on my crafty dreams.

As a side note — It's time I admit and commit to being a softie fanatic and start a new blog category.