Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Love these booths

Love this song

I am feeling accomplished.

I am eating my lunch from my homemade dinner from last night that is phenomenal.  Spicy from red pepper flakes, fresh from the parsley and super savory from the sautéd broccoli and zucchini.  Yum! ANd I just finished my french homework which I just got on a rampage and was detailed and critiquing how Louis XIV thought a king should be....Boy do we have some conflicting ideas. 

I have a table and stools in my kitchn which I found on KSL and I ADORE.

I have a dining room table that is beautiful and so useful and storable.

I have a washer and dryer in my house. SWEET VICTORY.  Oh my lord my dreams have come true!

I aced my interview and was offered a part-time job at the Utah Education Association yesterday.

I have freshly baked Banana bread in my kitchen.

My kitchen has a perpetual smell of baked goods and freshly cooked trucs.

I am headed off to Bozeman tomorrow ro see my sister and Beau Frère....not exactly an accomplishment but the drive there will be. 

I have planned the garden for my backyard.

I have planned my schedule and I will be graduating in May. Sweet god of ice cream bless me sideways.

I have an electric Kettle in my House.   Ohhhhhh Cpoo.

Life is pretty fabulous, putains.

I used to do this exact thing in my field in Michigan.  I would run through the bourgamot and Queen Anne's Lace with my hands aching to touch every single bloom, but only light enough to brush and try to siphon a little bit of it's loveliness. I would stare at teh sky and get lost in my world of impossible and seemingly impossible things - which are my favorite things on which to spend thought.  I would roll around inf the tall grass and wonder why I didn't have a plot of grass for a mattress instead of my box spring (I now know why, bugs and longevity).  I used to get lost in this world on purpose in order to sense what was bigger than me.  I have now seen many, many, many things that are much larger than I, and I so long to return to that field and whisper my discoveries into the dandelions as I blow them into the sky.  I want to add to my nest of incubating ideas and notions in order to give nutrients to new ones. I will.

Claire Winter Gorton

----note: picture from the MoMA.

Friday, August 27, 2010


clicky clicky
I have returned to the land of green jell-o.  OH Hiiiiiiiiiiii SLC. 
I have moved into my new house. Bought a table and am in the middle of repainting my desk.  Oh and I started classes and boy, school is fun! Forgot how much I loved this.  But also, my school will be extremely hard this year. I mean not too hard, but I have some serious leg work to be doing. 

I am in a playful mood.  I also have to re-define this blog as keeping up with the Claire Jones' doesn't really apply anymore.  I am back stateside and not going to be traveling and doing so many interesting and foreign (for most of you)  things. 

Again, playful.

Here are things I have come across that keep me smiling and dreaming.

My life lacks glamour at the moment.  How do I get it to revenir? It is easy when you live in the French Riveria - but Salt Lake City, Utah?
La prochaine tâche.

à la prchaine.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Jules Julien

A couple posts back I had attached a piece by Jules Julien and since I have just fallen head over heels. I love his illustrations - I cannot get enough.  I want to find them in print somewhere, somehow, but I cannot seem to find anything.   If anyone can shed some light....

Here is a google search of his illustrations.


Tuesday, August 10, 2010

ready for rentrer


I have this week to take care of business in Michigan.  I have two dentist appts this week and have been rifling through the garage to see what I can scavenge for the 1041 Logan.  I have been discussing things with Leah and am very excited to create my an dour space.  I have even planned out and created a game plan for a garden in the back.  A HOUSE!

I am simply taking care of business here in Mount Pleasant at the moment.  But in a slow, I don;t care about anything sort of pace. Not too productive.  Am I still able to kick it into high gear (when I get back to UT)? I think SO! Will it be like riding a bike.  I think NOT.  But oh well, yo Sam, A change is gonna come and I am ready and willing. I'm feeling a little bit like this today.  And I would really love if I could hang out with polar bears.  I mean, not as a pet - just a companion.

But here in MI I have actually been doing a lot.  In a loose sense of the term.  Little Thises and Thats whom I perceive as needing to be done.  Meh.  I think something I'm really starting to discover beyond my acknowledgment of its existence - is my adaptability.  But furthermore, I am not only adaptable, but malleable. I can take some shape, spread some mud on my face, walk a certain way and could come very close to teh word conform to my surroundings.  Except I never quite give in.  But in addition, it isn't about the place and stereotypes or physical manifestations.  I seem to be able to read and feel and live the mindsets of places.  Which is why when I get somewhere I cannot climb (or fall) to that particular level, I feel restless, useless and utterly confused. But no more.  I think I shall carry a bit of mind from a couple of places where I've felt right in step and they will keep the boots on.

Things to do, seeds to buy, beds to move, clothes to dry and another beginning of sorts.