Portrait of a Skeleton

ME Barcelona Hotel

The Angels and Kings Club at this hotel.

Lou Andreas-Salom

"Whoever reaches into a rosebush may seize a handful of flowers; but no matter how many one holds, it's only a small portion of the whole. Nevertheless, a handful is enough to experience the nature of the flowers. Only if we refuse to reach into the bush, because we can't possibly seize all the flowers at once, or if we spread out our handful of roses as if it were the whole of the bush itself -- only then does it bloom apart from us, unknown to us, and we are left alone."

Fort Worth Water Gardens

This looks like a neat place to check out. More info here.

Notary office by Corona y P. Amaral

I love the wood floors in this last picture; they look so warm and inviting. Actually, they almost look like the kind we've been installing in our house the past two years, (almost done!)

(Taken from Dezeen.)

Dear Santa

I'm almost done Christmas shopping! While seeking out presents for others, I couldn't help but come up with a list of my own Christmas wants...

1. A hearty massage
2. A lifetime supply of groceries
3-10. See below

(I've never tried the legging thing, but I'd like to give these a go.)

George Steinmetz

China Air



Dead Sea







African Portfolio

The Empty Quarter (Arabia)

To see more work, check out his website.

Made by Moe

To see more jewelry, visit the artist's Etsy shop.

a general sigh

My enthusiasm for this blog has been steadily dwindling. I started the thing with good intentions, but my desire to create a kind of inspirational scrapbook has become more of a chore than a relief. I used to love stumbling upon new imagery, words, sounds...but now I feel obligated to seek it out. "Stumbling" has become forced.

This is due, partly, to the fact that there is an audience, (albeit small, but wandering eyes nonetheless.) I write differently when people are watching. Whether it's one or a dozen, I create a sense of pressure for myself, and my drive to explore says "so long!"

I don't want to be boring, but I feel boring. If my original intent is for personal satisfaction, then why does it bother me when I post too much fashion and not enough interior design? I don't know.

I've reached a point where I am in dire need of inspiration. I have writer/photographer/general creator's block. Between the holidays, strep throat, moving my mother, and remodeling my house, I haven't found much time to go beneath the surface. It's starting to gnaw at me...