- Get deep into my hard drive of old travel photos I never had the courage to go through and edit. Then edit them. Then document them. On this site!
- Get back into f o o d photography
- Read The Nix and She's Come Undone
- Become the the younger, female, less attractive Anthony Bourdain
lil gems /
Found J.D. Salinger's Nine Stories in the outdoor sales section, a favorite. Garren waiting patiently outside.
The sweetest alley hidden on Grand Ave, Oakland
A slice of Italy in the middle of the town. Tina, always embracing being my subject.
P O L L E N, Los Angeles
Behold the turmeric latte. A dreamy Echo Park cafe. For sure a caricature of LA brunch culture but food, service, & atmosphere was ever so lovely.
b&w canon film from early autumn. try and guess which ones were taken in oakland vs portland :)
Spent a long weekend visiting Grayson + Lizzy in Beaverton, a suburb southwest of Portland and also home to Nikeworld aka Nike HQ. We lost track of time meandering Portland's peaceful streets, finding ourselves in the best food situations, always unintentionally. What I love most about this city is how efficient and clean and frickin' enjoyable their public transit system is. Compared to BART and AC Transit, Portland's MAX is pure luxury. Also, there is no sales tax in Oregon!!
Although we enjoyed our time, there's really no place like California. Even Oregonians know this because cars with CA licenses are getting keyed for even being in the state. Understandably we're the ones gentrifying the place by raising rent prices. A one-bedroom apartment for a mere thousand a month is extremely enticing though...
We came to an easy consensus: Bi-Rite > Salt & Straw, completely and unforgivingly 100% not even a debate. Which means we're never moving to Oregon :P
Focusing on analog so did the most I could with my glitchy iPhone 6
It was a melting Sunday morning. So we drove as west as we could go from Petaluma, which meant we ended up in Point Reyes. After 30 minutes of cows and creameries and vacant pastures, the fog crept into our open car windows. We kept them rolled down, enjoying the chill and moisture on our faces. Eventually we ended up at the Point Reyes Headlands where there's a lighthouse perched at the edge of some coastal cliffs. The ocean was below us but we couldn't see 10 feet in front of us. We had been swallowed up by a giant vast cloud.
I've got such mixed feelings...but I'm starting to like LA more and more with each passing visit. Garren and I drove down from Oakland for (his) business and (my) pleasure and we got a better feel for the city than we ever had before. I think we both decided before getting there that it'll be okay, being stuck in traffic for more than half of the time spent in the car. By the second day, I was back to being the fearless (and somewhat reckless) driver I once was.
I'm kinda really digging this place. Maybe I should move??
1. The Broad exterior, my favorite
2. Walt Disney Concert Hall, designed by Frank Gehry (architect behind Spain's Guggenheim!)
3. Water lilies at Echo Park
1, 2. Hiked up to the Observatory in a tight denim skirt in 90 degree weather and somehow didn't experience any complications : )
3, 4. Inside The Broad were many larger-than-life sculptures from artists like Jeff Koons and my favorite, Robert Therrien (below, the 20ft stack of plates)
A drive down to Poplar Beach, ciabatta and truffle gouda by the water, plant perusing at the nursery on Highway 92. We talk about everything. And really loudly.
Tina and her kite.