This little thing is the reason I work in bed more often than I should. Woman’s best friend is a cat (and another cat and a human guy 😉
A long exposure photo to represent a pause in time. I’m currently having a slow, disconnected week while Taylor is home visiting. Posts will continue but my virtual mental energy is nowhere to be seen.
This photo is from late summer. The set of images didn’t come out well because it was so close to dusk, but I still like them anyway.
(The hobby is photo shoots and they usually happen on Sundays and involve art supplies.)
It’s Taylor’s birthday! She’s not around Estate too frequently (besides lurking on posts), but she is a huge part of my very real life, and I love her so very much. We’re four years apart and while we’ve joked about people thinking we’re twins, sometimes it feels like we are (definitely fraternal though). While looking through iPhoto for a nice smiling portrait of us, I found a whole lot of awkward moments and thought they might be a more appropriate depiction of what we’re like together.
Here we are dressed up for a vintage workout video:
A glimpse into our future as stubborn old ladies with a dedication to making uncomfortable faces at strangers:
Last minute costume as hair metal hillbillies:
Outfit photos which quickly derailed into taking photos with a self timer:
I love you Tate! Thank you for being my sister, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
It was the last day of summer for Markie on Sunday. She came over for a first-day-of-school-eve bang trim which we finished pretty quickly, and then we had a whole afternoon to make use of. Usually when she and I hang we lay around looking up diys on Pinterest and google until we finally agree on one that only requires elements that are already in my house.
This day in particular took us to my boxes of craft supplies hidden away in a back stairwell, boxes I’ve been toting and storing for the last 10 or so years of my life. As a child I had a habit of saving things in their perfect new condition, much preferring a shiny and complete set of stickers to using them on notebooks that would wear the stickers down and eventually be thrown away. I’ve gotten over my stuff-preserving habits, but it does mean I have a lot of odds and ends that have never been used which actually comes in handy when your boyfriend is an artist who can use up an entire lifetime’s stash of art supplies in one weekend.
So we dumped a big bag of beads and sequins and other small colorful paraphernalia and sorted out what we thought we could glue to our faces. The best part about hoarding things as a child is finally getting to use them one day which almost makes everything involved that much sweeter.
We ended up choosing a bunch of flat colorful hexagons for her which were probably at one point confetti, and I used sequins in bronze, silver and gold for a subtle ombre effect which really works for me because I always sort everything by color (books, clothes, iPhone apps, computer dock icons), and also I have an inclination toward neutrals.
She is super fun to photograph because she’s cute and fun and totally into it. It’s nice having someone around who gets my vision and we can make creative stuff together. I work creatively on Konrad’s art everyday, which is a blessing and I am so thankful times infinity that I get to do that. But when it comes to my own art we don’t usually collaborate as my aesthetic is much different from his. Not complaining – I think it’s a good thing to work both together and separately.
Also having a sister to photograph you is the best because they already know your weirdness and goodness and you can tell them to be all YOU’RE LOOKING CRAZY RIGHT NOW if you are, and they do because sometimes you do look crazy.
Now we’re just anxiously awaiting the day Taylor steps foot on Vermont soil again. Sisters are the best.
How perfect is my amazing baby boy Nathan? Are you seeing those eyes?? Swoon. #catsalldayeveryday
Our first shoot together in our favorite photo booth at the Chicago Children’s Museum. This was in 2007 when I moved and Taylor made her first visit.
I thought I’d share a family treasure that my great grandmother put together, some 25 years ago. It’s a heavy book with a 4 inch spine and holds the genealogical records of those on my mothers side (via her father). While she listed her sources (books from the library, manuscripts, etc), it’s always felt like a strange mystery to me. Kings and queens and and soldiers and greats are all listed. Could I really be related to them all? I think what it really means is we are all related to one another. Without giving away the most recent pages of our family tree, here are a few select pages I flipped to:
“She was an artful and wicked woman” has got to be my favorite entry in the book.
Do you have family records? Any pages worth sharing?
Rings I hammered and drilled and sanded out of quarters for myself and my two sisters.