On A Continuing Note.....

Portrait from a beloved friend, scroll down.
And then scroll back up and check out this:
MEATLOAF MONDAYS

Taylor Williams: Illustrator and Birthday Girl

I am lucky to have so many talented friends with wonderful personalities, and one of my favorites was born on this date, 23 years ago.
She has the best looking nose, great smile, and her hair has the most splendid way of curling itself. She's so pretty. And the best dancer I have had the privilege to dance with.


Aside from her good looks and charming personality, she's created a quirky style of illustration. Whenever I browse through her drawings I can't help but smile. They are unique and specific to who she is.

For more of her sensible illustrations check out her website, she did herself:
www.taylorwilliamsillustration.com
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAY TAY!

What a rainy afternoon while watching BBC versions of Jane Austen films, can inspire. I suppose I am not trapped inside, but I don't have an umbrella and the rain is coming down in buckets. Even more of a caution, the lightening and thunder are beaming and booming.
There has been an update:

An Upwards Posture

I've been spending my days looking up, and it's such a pleasant view...
If one has forgotten.

After the Sun Sets.... a continuation

The Magic Flute reminds me of my childhood living in southern California. Listening to opera always made me wish for gray skies and thunderstorms.

When the sun has set, and I need entertainment: A look at some Wonderful Collection

One day this past winter, my friend Haylie sent me this exceptionally wonderful video that was sent to her from Ginny. Both of these lovely ladies have quite the collection of things themselves. So it makes sense that I would discover this video through Haylie, who discovered it through Ginny.
Whoever reads this blog, if the sun has set and you need some entertainment on your side of the ocean watch Grandma's Bottle Village: The Art of Tressa Prisbrey
So good.

In France, Parisians go on Vacation

School is out.
The French children are free.
And all the Parisians go elsewhere. I have been told to expect hearing less French and more of other languages.
This past week my planner lacked appointments and things to do. For next week it's completely bare with an exception to my doodles that have bled through.
I really though should find a way to get a tan.
I'm pretty pale.

Trying to Keep Up

Sometimes I feel so behind with my fashion endeavors, especially with a lack of a sewing machine.
But I am getting by.
For more, click.

Kelsey Garrity(-Riley) and illustrating in Itailian

It charms me every time.
Whenever I see the work of my dear friend Kelsey I want to discover the door that will open into the setting of her illustrations. I want to associate with the animals that wear nothing else what I would wear myself. I want to meet each and everyone of the characters she creates. Oh to sit and have peppermint tea and eat rose biscuits with them, and listen to how they came about. This is a wish that keeps resurfacing each and every time I look at Kelsey's work.





For more of her charming, delicate, curious, imaginative, and sensibly color-schemed work, click here.
And just as inventive, and equally intriguing, her wonderful fiance: Erik Riley

Through my Front Door

I like it here.
I like my friends.
I like the language.
I like my job.
I like my room.
I like this city.