YouTube has a knack for filling my feed with videos I’d love, and that’s how I found Shayna Klee. A recent vlog of hers entitled “Make bad Art & take up space – my story” dropped out of the ether and into my YouTube feed one night about two weeks back. It inspired me to do just what the title encourages: make bad art and take up space.
Continue reading “Make Bad Art & Take Up Space”2020’s A Wrap
2020 was a hard year for many, and I experienced my share of challenging moments. But overall, I had a wonderful year and a slew of memories for the keeping. I’ll let the photos, or my teeth in them, tell the story.
Continue reading “2020’s A Wrap”Fast Heart Mart’s Vegan Faux-Cream Smoothie
This recipe is adapted from the original recipe invented by San Diego-based singer, songwriter, and banjo player Fast Heart Mart. One late evening at a pizza joint, I asked Fast Heart the question: “With such a picky diet, do you have anything you eat that really satisfies you?”
Continue reading “Fast Heart Mart’s Vegan Faux-Cream Smoothie”There Is a Vitality
“There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep yourself open and aware to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open.” — Martha Graham
Continue reading “There Is a Vitality”Born Into Purple
The color cast on the water yesterday evening at Coronado was less a shade of blue and more a melange of purples: lilac, heather, periwinkle, suffused over a deep eggplant… I hadn’t seen a sea like that before. It was gorgeous. The sun made its casual descent over Point Loma.
Continue reading “Born Into Purple”Safe to Cry
Taylor Swift’s “cabin in candlelight” version of her new song “cardigan” carries a good whiff of Lana del Rey influence. I’ve read Taylor say she loves Lana’s lyricism. When I first heard T. Swift’s song earlier this week, I chuckled to myself about the marked influence and thought I wouldn’t be too moved by the song. Taylor trying to do Lana? Nah… Continue reading “Safe to Cry”
The Woman is 30 and Powerful
Despite the pandemic and the corresponding stay-at-home order, San Diego beaches opened in time for my 30th birthday—my first birthday celebrated in Southern California: home state of my heart! Continue reading “The Woman is 30 and Powerful”
The Valentine Pancake
Since discovering Simple Mills Almond Flour pancake & waffle mix… there is simply no going back to anything else. Continue reading “The Valentine Pancake”
[Keen and lovely man moved as in a dance]
by Lorine Niedecker, Wisconsin poet
Keen and lovely man moved as in a dance
to be considerate in lighted, glass-walled
almost outdoor office. Business Continue reading “[Keen and lovely man moved as in a dance]”
How To Feel Better #1: Drink Water
- Drink water.
I’m not telling you to drink water instead of something else. Nah, it’s not my place to judge; I went straight to the fridge for a beer after getting home from work this evening. To my dismay, the only beer found there was a half-drunk bottle of boochcraft of my boyfriend’s from, oh, a month ago. (Who saves their unfinished boochcraft?!)
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Chia Seed Pudding
Blend together the following:
- 3 (13.5oz) cans organic coconut milk
- 3 ripe, medium bananas
- 1 handful strawberries
- 1 handful blueberries
- squirt of honey
- dash of cinnamon
Kelly’s Coffee
Kelly, unlike myself, likes to share her food and drink with others and – also unlike myself – has a million friends with whom to share the food and drink. Continue reading “Kelly’s Coffee”
Ta Ta, Old Selves
Over the past few years, I have been reading and subsequently burning my old journals. I began journaling at age seven, so in the past few years I have read twenty years’ worth of journals.