Quietly Beautiful

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(Images unlinked are my own)

A Day and a Half in SF

Some photos from a weekend trip to San Francisco. The city that holds my heart. DSC_0006 DSC_0010 DSC_0012 DSC_0017Tartine is always the first stop. Oh, scone.DSC_0026Lying on the grass at Dolores Park.
DSC_0081 DSC_0099 DSC_0135 DSC_0144DSC_0153 DSC_0146 DSC_0160A breathtaking hike at Lands End.DSC_0171Dinner at B Star. The tea leaf salad and the spicy shrimp, eggplant, and tomato curry with coconut rice are my favorite dishes. By the time I thought of taking a picture of dinner, most of it was already happily consumed. DSC_0194 DSC_0205 DSC_0211photo-58Saturday Farmers’ Market at the Ferry Building. Blue Bottle Coffee and Roli Roti’s porchetta sandwich for breakfast. A precious indigo bud vase from Heath, and the sweetest pluots from Frog Hollow Farm brought home. DSC_0218A walk around Alamo Square.396159_10100983069108446_486878841_nLunch at Zuni Cafe before heading home.

Flower Fields


A weekend road trip to the Flower Fields in Carlsbad. ff2

I didn’t expect the beds to be purely of ranunculus…ff16

Ranunculus happen to be one of my favorite things.ff13 ff5The beautiful, delicate ranunculus, in every color, enclosed me,ff15ff9And the overcast skies stayed grey above me,ff3And I tried hard not to think in similes and metaphors.




A weekend hike, a getaway home of a friend with a mighty green thumb, and love sketches that followed –

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Oui oui! Spring is in the air!


Rarely Occasional


It’s easy to get absorbed in work; to get lost in your mind with projects, ideas, colors, words, and numbers. Times when the creative current from my mind to my fingers seems to flow effortlessly, as I knock down those projects and wrangle up every color and figure with my lasso of wit and brilliance, I can surface from that state with the booty of productivity.

But for those rare occasions, when ideas are as realized as unicorns, I like to take a walk outside. It’s good to look up at the big sky. To listen to the wind blow. To get some feeling back into my legs.


These are some shots from one of those walks- did I say rare occasions? Oops, I meant to say rarely occasional– that I took yesterday at a park across the street. It was a beautiful day- the sky was magnificently blue, and a cool wind blew through my hair and against my eyelids.


With a couple of the photos, I created illustrations of words, colors, lines, or shapes they inspired within me. It’s a fun practice, and a great way for me to get back on my creative track. Because after all that walking, really, shouldn’t I be able to run?