Archive for February, 2010


Animal Friends

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I don’t know if owls are in or out right now.  Who (owl joke) knows?

I wore this ring to work today, and an eighth grade girl told me she really liked it.  So, one vote for owls.

In other animal-related news, do you know how hard it is to find a decent piece of art featuring a doe?  Do you know how many pictures there are out there with a deer head on a human body?  Do you know how many pieces of deer-art have punny titles (Like, “Oh, Deer”)?

I really like this, because of its simplicity.  This one is very sweet.  I’m open to an illustration or a painting as well.  Anyone have a lead on deer art?

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Fun With The Dress Form: Fancy Weekend

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I own a dress form (technically, a mannequin, but that doesn’t sound as artsy).  I own clothes.  I like to put together outfits.  I am such an artistic control freak that I don’t trust someone else to take pictures of me in outfits.  Also, it’s more fun to style on a dress form.

May I present to you, the new weekly feature: “Fun With the Dress Form”.



Imagine that you are someone who spends your weekends doing something other than sitting around in comfy pants, eating Mallomars dipped in peanut butter while watching the third season of Gilmore Girls on DVD.  Imagine that you go out to brunch, followed by a trip to the farmers’ market.  This would be a great outfit to wear.

Scarf: Old Navy, Spring ’10

Sweatshirt: J.Crew, Winter ’09

T-Shirt: Vintage rock band

Cords: J.Crew, Fall ’09

Books: Seychelles, Fall ’09





Taliesin West.  I’ve been there.  I’m someone who has been inside of a Frank Lloyd Wright building.  I’ve seen pictures and video of different buildings, but you need to go inside of something he designed to get the whole story.

We took a 90 minute tour, which is their most popular, and for good reason.  Our tour guide, Diedre, gave a great presentation, and wasn’t afraid to tell the whole story (like, Frank could be a bit of a jerk-face).  We got to see all around the house/ campus, and even got to go inside the living room and bedroom.  They don’t allow photographs inside either of these rooms, because people were selling unauthorized photos online.  They do have a postcard of the living room in the gift shop, which I snatched up.

There are heaps of books and films devoted to Mr. Wright, and so I don’t really feel it necessary to go on about how amazing his work was.  Oh, and I’ve decided that I will become a “Wright Head” and drive around the country in a VW bus to see his works.

*Fun Fact: He was born Frank Lincoln Wright, but changed his middle name to Lloyd, his mother’s maiden name, to show support for her after his parents’ divorce.  He would initial his work F.L.L.W.


Pro or Con for Phoenix?

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On the one hand, I’m a big fan of not having to walk into a store to buy something.  On the other, you’re buying alcohol with the engine running.


Great Art

1,171 Comments »   Posted by gretchen |  Category:Family, Inspiration, Travel

We just got back from Arizona, where Brian has family and friends.  It’s so nice to get out of the cold and the rain for a while.  To be perfectly honest, though, I’ve learned that when I live in a place where it doesn’t rain like, at least every 10 days or so, I get a bit off kilter.

For a few days of the vacation, we stayed with Brian’s grandparents, Cookie and Dottie, who probably have the coolest grandparent names ever.  In fact, I love to drop their names into conversation, like I know a celebrity or something.  Cookie’s mother was quite a painter, and her art is found all over their house.  Here are some of my favorites:


Self portrait of Margaret, Brian’s Great Grandmother, 1945.  Self portraits can show a lot of honesty, and I think this is a great example of that.


Portraits of Cookie and his younger brother, Eddie.  These paintings aren’t very big, maybe seven or eight inches high.  I imagine Margaret painting these very quickly and easily, wanting to capture her boys before they went off to play.