It rained last night. And the sky was so pretty this morning, half grey and half orange at dawn.
It's chilly, which is appropriate, and windy, which is nice. Makes me want to go the beach to where the swings are, walk through the rain-soaked sand and go for a swing.

{image by michelle k.a. via make it easy}

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This morning I was waiting for a large file to save and as the computer churned away, I picked up the needles and started knitting.

And then it hit me...

I've had this idea brewing for a little while, but it just didn't click until right now. I'm setting out to make a prototype.

So, stay turned... and remind me to show progress pics if I forget.

My studiomates, Bunch Design Collective, built a little stair for an architectural model of theirs.

The lonely stair was just sitting there on the shelf.

So I kidnapped it and put my miniature scale figures on it.

I sort of don't want to give the stair back now....

Did you ever try taking a picture through a peephole?

Newly added to the list of things I want to be:

Underwater photographer.

There I said it.

You will get lost in Wayne Levin's photographs. I did.
... and so completely. I think I might even have turned into a crazy fan.

How, you ask?

Well, I e-mailed him. You must understand, I don't do things like that. I quietly LOVE people. But all of sudden I was pressing the 'send' button to an e-mail where I was confessing how much his work moved me, and that I wanted to work for him, and could I be an intern? Crazy...

But he was very gracious and we exchanged a couple of e-mails and while my inner crazy-fan-debi is at bay, it really makes me want to see his work in person. He was "invited by NOAA (National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration) to photograph in the remote Papahanaumokuakea Marine National Monument (Northwestern Hawaiian Islands) this past August. A major exhibition of this work will open in July 2010 at the Contemporary Museum at the First Hawaiian Center in Honolulu."

So if you are lucky enough to go this show, I expect an e-mail from you telling me all about it. Got it? :)

{via yay!everyday}

I've got two new little baby beasts in the shop... Delilah and Knut.

I did a lot of knitting in Montreal. Well... to be fair I did a lot knitting on the airplane to and from Montreal.

I will show you those soon.

{update: Knut has been adpoted)

I am going to one of my favorite places tomorrow: Canada.
I spent a lot of years as a kid/teenager in Vancouver though I haven't been back in a long time. That will be another trip. This time I'm meeting up with R in Montreal, a city I've been to only in the Spring.

While Los Angeles is going through its own version of a cold snap, I'm excited to experience real cold again. Of course I am ill prepared and some extremity will suffer, but I'm only there for 4 days, so I'll just make do.

A wish list for while I am in Montreal:

1. to conjugate my verbs correctly... my French is getting rusty. But I can't wait to be surrounded by another language. R has never heard me speak French to another person, so I might get a little shy.

2. for it to snow on my birthday... I know the chance is slim, but fingers and toes are crossed.

3. that my body, in trying to keep itself warm for lack of a good winter coat, will metabolize all the pastries I eat faster than ever and that I come home thinner than when I left :)

4. go ice skating... this one might be a little hard as I hear it's not as cold as usual and no outdoor rinks are frozen. That's fine, I can cope... I'll take whatever indoor rink I can get, but I must skate. I say that like I'm good at it or something, but I'm not. I've only gone skating maybe 5 times and I just generally fall over, but I love it. When I was nine years old I remember telling my friends in South Africa that my family was moving to Canada. I remember two very distinct things from that conversation: 1. that I would have to start pronouncing tomato differently, and 2. that I would get to go ice skating all the time. A nine-year old mind is a wonderful thing... when in Canada, one must skate. And so I will.

{image via alexicaro)

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update: I did an OK job at conjugation, it did snow on my birthday, but, alas, I did not skate.