Thursday, December 31, 2009

Tata '09!


"..I'm ready for a fresh, bright start!"

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Last post of 2009 and, yes, of the decade.


Christmas has come and gone...it was so good to be with my family and in the snowy winterness of beautiful Vermont ::sigh::

"Things! Things! Things!" -- Helga Crane

A few of my favorite Christmas goodies:

--Little portable sewing machine! So excited...first project is a bag. Then moving onto vintage shopping and adding my own little tweaks here and there to the pieces I find. Also looking forward to adding lace to a denim skirt I've had for a while....peeking through from beneath the hem. Yessssssss...and much, much more!

--A Marc Jacobs vintage brown purse. Need I say more?!

--The most amazing apron I've ever seen...I should really post a picture in the near future. It's the perfect cut, embroidered with beautiful birds, flowers, etc...

--black leather gloves and black hardcore winter gloves (thanks, Justin!)

--A onesie. Yes, a onesie. My new PJs are a one-piece cotton navy/white horizontal striped onesie. It even has the butt flap in the back!

--An incredible visual history of typefaces and graphic style from 1628-1900


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Here's a little re-cap of my 2000-20010:

It's been a full 10 years for me....I remember kicking off year 2000 at Shelburne Farms in the main, beautiful barn at a fancy shmancy party with family, friends, and probably 80% of our town. It was really exciting. And i recall everybody's silent, embarrassed sigh of relief when the world didn't blow up as the clock struck 12 (remember Y2K?!).

Anyway, after one year of public high school, I went on to a boarding arts school in 2001 and graduated in 2003. I was set to matriculate at Butler University (as Dance Major, Journalism Minor) for Fall of '03, but pulled a classic Julia last-minute realization of life path and 2 weeks before school started, I deferred and moved to Memphis to dance professionally. Something within told me that spending 4 years in college as a dance major may be a mistake...and I was right.

After one season and many ups and downs with Ballet Memphis, I hung my pointe shoes up and decided it was time for college, time to shed the dancer identity and unveil the person at the core.

Freshman year (2004) was at University of Vermont, Sophomore year brought me to Chicago at Columbia College, Junior year I waved a temporary goodbye to the states and headed to France, and Senior year I went back to my VT roots and graduated from the University of VT.

After graduating with a degree in English, Film, and French....I sat back and started to contemplate what I could look into as a career. It seemed obvious after I asked myself, "Where could I go to get paid to be around books?". Book Publishing...to the source!

By August '08 I moved to NYC and started my new job at Random House. 5 Months later, the new president of the company sent around an email saying he had plans to merge the Doubleday imprint with two others. I was working for Doubleday and, along with over 100 others, was laid off. Boom...5 months in NYC with my 1st dream job and I was already feeling personal woes of the economic sh*t hole our country was in.

BUT, as these things tend to be, 'twas a blessing in disguise. In March 2009 I started my current job at Henry Holt & Co. (another book publishing company) and am loving it far more than the Random House job. The job itself is much more multi-faceted, the people are wonderful, it's in the Flat Iron Building, etc.

Hm, more about this decade...made friends, lost friends, fell in love, fell out of love, learned about self-respect, shed one identity, spent years finding , nourishing, and cultivating another, etc. etc. etc.

10 years is a long time! This decade started when I was a mere 14 years old...wowzah!

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When I look into 2010 and beyond, I see a vast open landscape of opportunity, warmth, passion, community, and love. Something about this new year....I really do feel it's going to be a very, very exciting year...


P

Perfect powdery flakes are blanketing the city landscape as I type this...


Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Even a potato has a heart!

Wow! Look at the potato I came across while prepping for mashed potatoes. So sweet, love it.



O

Open [our] hearts...



Tuesday, December 29, 2009

N

New sense of power...







Monday, December 28, 2009

M


Mountains full of snow, many flakes called to the earth


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[I am making my own marshmallows today, oh yes I am!...home...made...marshmallows. Let that sink in]

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...My shadow is cast before me by the paleness of a certain star
after the moon is down. It won’t last long–another week,
maybe two. It’s like nothing I’ve seen. Night floats through
watery light. People step out at a certain hour. At first I
didn’t know why, then I joined them.


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Sunday, December 27, 2009

L




Lazy Sunday...




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Tiny little chairs! These are so wonderful:

http://tinylittlechairs.com/

Tiny Little Chairs is a series of precious metal pendants celebrating mid century design.

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Saturday, December 26, 2009

K

Kaleidoscopic wonder!






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P.S. upon my return to NYC, I promise to give a full, fun recap of this wonderful trip to VT!



Friday, December 25, 2009

J

Jolly good fun!



Thursday, December 24, 2009

Today's note from The Universe

If it's not yet obvious to you, the real reason for this, and all seasons, is you. A more perfect child of the Universe has never lived. Until now, only celebrations cloaked in myth and mystery could hint at your divine heritage and sacred destiny. You are life's prayer of becoming and its answer. The first light at the dawn of eternity, drawn from the ether, so that I might know my own depth, discover new heights, and revel in seas of blessed emotion.

A pioneer into illusion, an adventurer into the unknown, and a lifter of veils. Courageous, heroic, and exalted by legions in the unseen.

To give beyond reason, to care beyond hope, to love without limit; to reach, stretch, and dream, in spite of your fears. These are the hallmarks of divinity - traits of the immortal - your badges of honor. May you wear them with a pride as great as the immeasurable pride we feel for you.

Your light has illuminated darkened paths, your gaze has lifted broken spirits, and already your life has changed the course of history.

This is the time of year we celebrate YOU.

Bowing before Greatness,
The Universe

I

Incredible galaxies!








Wednesday, December 23, 2009

H



Healing hands...




Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Cocoa Nut Winter Bloggin'






My Friends, it's official... the hot cocoa blog has begun! Check it out:


http://nyccocoa.blogspot.com/

G

Go forth and be bold in every which way!




image copyright rob larsen


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The last thing I do
is step out to the back yard
for a quick look at the Milky Way.

The stars are halogen-blue.
The constellations, whose names
I have long since forgotten,
look down anonymously,
and the whole galaxy
is cartwheeling in silence through the night.

Everything seems to be ok.

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When you are this
cold you can think about
nothing but the cold, the images

hitting into your eyes
like needles, crystals, you are happy.



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Monday, December 21, 2009

Best Made Co.

These Axes are quite wonderful:

http://www.bestmadeco.com/

Candy for your ears...

Depressing yet beautiful:








F

Fearless flight!



Sunday, December 20, 2009

I shake things up, therefore I am...




A sleepy silence swept over the somber forest...


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SO loving this! Listening right now:

Is the beloved paper dictionary doomed to extinction? In this infectiously exuberant talk, leading lexicographer Erin McKean looks at the many ways today's print dictionary is poised for transformation.

As the CEO and co-founder of new online dictionary Wordnik, Erin McKean is reshaping not just dictionaries, but how we interact with language itself.


http://www.ted.com/talks/erin_mckean_redefines_the_dictionary.html


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E

Everything is exactly as it should be...





Saturday, December 19, 2009

D

D...d...d......daydream-- imagination becomes reality







Friday, December 18, 2009

C



C...c....c.....could you be any cooler today?!






Rock on, it's Friday!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Moment Jars




Call me cheesy or call me awesome (preferably the latter)....but I am very much digging this whole "Stick a moment in a jar" idea...

Haven't you always kind of wished you could stick life's most delicious moments in a jar and look at them, smell them, taste them when you're down? Do it!

http://www.themomentjars.com/

B

B...b....b.....believe in yourself!





Wednesday, December 16, 2009

A

I am going to do an ABCs dealio with cool typographical designs I've collected throughout the months....starting today with...you guessed it, A! I'll aim to put a new letter up every day...or close to it!








A dreamy day ...



Can almost smell it........

Listen with eyes closed

...and just breathe.............







Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Monday, December 14, 2009

Hey You! Surrender to the magic...


The first thing she noticed that morning was the way the mist hugged her, as if it knew what she had been dreaming.

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A wise man once said “We are all at the mercy of our wild monkey minds. Incessantly swinging from branch to branch.” With multiple windows and applications all vying for our attention, we have sadly adapted our working habits to that of the computer and not the other way around. Ommwriter is a humble attempt to recapture what technology has snatched away from us today: our capacity to concentrate. Ommwriter is a simple text processor that firmly believes in making writing a pleasure once again, vindicating the close relationship between writer and paper. The more intimate the relation, the smoother the flow of inspiration.

http://www.ommwriter.com/


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Must see: Between The Folds

http://www.greenfusefilms.com/



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Love these "Quote/Unquote Bookends"...



http://aplusrstore.com/product.php?id=473

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MENU MIND GAMES

In his new book, Priceless: The Myth of Fair Value (and How to Take Advantage of It), author William Poundstone dissects the marketing tricks built into menus—for example, how something as simple as typography can drive you toward or away from that $39 steak.




Read the NY Mag article:

http://nymag.com/restaurants/features/62498/

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Career advice from Charlie Hoehn:

Therein lies the best career advice I could possibly dispense: just DO things. Chase after the things that interest you and make you happy. Stop acting like you have a set path, because you don’t. No one does. You shouldn’t be trying to check off the boxes of life; they aren’t real and they were created by other people, not you. There is no explicit path I’m following, and I’m not walking in anyone else’s footsteps. I’m making it up as I go.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

On sale: January 5, 2010--> READ THIS



Ok, ok, I know I don't usually use my blog as a cyber venue for promoting the books my company is publishing...BUT, let this be an exception. We are so excited to be publishing this book. THE GIRL WITH GLASS FEET, by Ali Shaw, is one of the most imaginative, literary, and visually magical novels I've read in a while.

I am extra excited because Ali sent over a few sketches he just "came up with over the weekend" (talented people...humph!). These images are ones that arise in his head when he thinks of Saint Houda's Land (where the book takes place).

Here's a bit about the book. And check out a few of the sketches, too!



A Young Couple’s Quest to Cure a Magical Ailment

On sale: January 5, 2010

The Girl with Glass Feet
A Novel

by Ali Shaw


Long-listed for The Guardian First Book Award
Short-listed for The Costa First Book Award
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ADVANCE PRAISE

“The cold northern islands of St. Hauda’s Land are home to strange creatures and intertwining human secrets in Shaw’s earnest, magic-tinged debut . . . Both love story and dirge, Shaw’s novel flows gracefully and is wonderfully dreamlike, with the danger of the islands matched by the characters’ dark pasts.” —Publishers Weekly
“Emotional entanglements on a faraway frozen island are shaped by romance and tragedy in a melancholic yet whimsical British debut . . . [A] strikingly visual novel . . . captivatingly ethereal.” —Kirkus Reviews

“Combining magic realism, the conventions of a romance novel, and a British sense of practicality, this charming first novel creates a new fable.” —Booklist
“Shaw has worked the great tradition of European fairy tales and come up with an ingenious story so deft it defies the obvious label ‘quirky’ . . . A magical fable of fate and resignation.” —The Guardian
“This lovely fable is a chain of linked mysteries with accelerating suspense that propels the reader deep into Shaw’s world of marvels. That world is crafted with elegance and swept by passionate magic and the yearning for connection. A rare pleasure.”
—Katherine Dunn, author of Geek Love
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Strange things are happening on the remote and snowbound archipelago of St. Hauda’s Land. Unusual winged creatures flit around the icy bogland, albino animals hide themselves in the snow-glazed woods, and Ida Maclaird is slowly turning into glass. Ida is an outsider in these parts, a mainlander who has visited the islands only once before. Yet during that one fateful visit the glass transformation began to take hold, and now she has returned in search of a cure.

Midas Crook is a young loner who has lived on the islands his entire life. When he meets Ida, something about her sad, defiant spirit pierces his emotional defenses. Midas helps Ida come to terms with her affliction, and she gradually unpicks the knots of his heart. Love must be paid in precious hours, and as the glass encroaches, time is slipping away fast. Will they find a way to stave off the spread of the glass?

THE GIRL WITH GLASS FEET is a dazzlingly imaginative and gripping first novel, a love story to treasure.



ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ali Shaw graduated from Lancaster University with a degree in English literature and has since worked as a bookseller and at Oxford’s Bodleian Library. The Girl with Glass Feet, which was long-listed for The Guardian First Book Award, is his debut novel. Please visit his Web site at www.alishaw.co.uk.



Order on Amazon or trek to your local bookstore on January 5th!

http://www.amazon.com/Girl-Glass-Feet-Novel/dp/0805091149/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1260482449&sr=8-1

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

From Narrative Magazine...


Thought this was cute

What?!

Yann Tiersen on 6 iPhones...



Pearls of Joy

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Night divides the day



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[this post has happened throughout the course of a few days...]

Happy Sunday, all! First of all, I am currently listening to a Philippe Starck talk on TED and loving it. If you have a spare 18 min...listen up!

http://www.ted.com/talks/philippe_starck_thinks_deep
_on_design.html

Designer Philippe Starck -- with no pretty slides to show -- spends 18 minutes reaching for the very roots of the question "Why design?" Listen carefully for one perfect mantra for all of us, genius or not.

About Philippe Starck
Philippe Starck designs deluxe objects and posh condos and hotels around the world. Always witty and engaged, he takes special delight in rethinking everyday objects.

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Now, things to share!



This unique vase is made up of three separate parts, each with their own reservoir, and perforated all over so that you can dress it in any way you like. It could be a girl, a boy, or maybe even a strange alien creature.

Material - Polyethylene

Bloom My Buddy: http://shop.gessato.com/to-decorate-c-17/bloom-my-buddy-p-119

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Whoa! Check out this Lego CD boombox:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B002L6IA0I?ie=UTF8&tag=swiswidesgonn-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B002L6IA0I

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Some of Andrew Zuckermann’s Creature Book Photographs have been turned into large-format floor Puzzles. Sweet!

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0811867854?ie=UTF8&tag=swiswidesgonn-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0811867854

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Secret Box Book, made from recycled real books which are cleverly hollowed out to make the ideal hiding place for your valuables like jewelry ... or whatever

http://www.boystomengifts.com/Secret-Book-Box-Book-Safe-Boys-To-Men-Gifts.html

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Sooooo much more I want to write/share but work is calling me!

<3

Friday, December 4, 2009

_________ is gonna save the day.



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For Desire

Give me the strongest cheese, the one that stinks best;
and I want the good wine, the swirl in crystal
surrendering the bruised scent of blackberries,
or cherries, the rich spurt in the back
of the throat, the holding it there before swallowing.
Give me the lover who yanks open the door
of his house and presses me to the wall
in the dim hallway, and keeps me there until I'm drenched
and shaking, whose kisses arrive by the boatload
and begin their delicious diaspora
through the cities and small towns of my body.
To hell with the saints, with martyrs
of my childhood meant to instruct me
in the power of endurance and faith,
to hell with the next world and its pallid angels
swooning and sighing like Victorian girls.
I want this world. I want to walk into
the ocean and feel it trying to drag me along
like I'm nothing but a broken bit of scratched glass,
and I want to resist it. I want to go
staggering and flailing my way
through the bars and back rooms,
through the gleaming hotels and weedy
lots of abandoned sunflowers and the parks
where dogs are let off their leashes
in spite of the signs, where they sniff each
other and roll together in the grass, I want to
lie down somewhere and suffer for love until
it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again
and put on that little black dress and wait
for you, yes you, to come over here
and get down on your knees and tell me
just how fucking good I look

- Kim Addonizio



...it's like she took a flashlight and shined it into my soul. Then wrote this poem.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Blurred lights, glitter wall--suddenly perfection



In Media Res

I found myself
with feet
on my chest and
bowling balls
in my arms--
mobiles hanging from each hand--
as I searched
and searched
for something
or someone to tell
me
that the survival
of now
happens.

I,
in the midst
of my own
perceived kaleidoscope,
felt a suffocation that existed

solely

in an anxious mind
that then somehow,
with no warning,
found comfort
in the quotidian
sighs of recognition
and the subtle

beauty

of something waiting

patiently

for a ray or glimmer
to make its rounds
when, really,
the darkness
never was.