homebody

a few shots from around my cozy apartment. since I don’t venture out much during the winter.

hip to be square

It’s been a while since I’ve written about my city, much less my neighborhood. That needs to change. There’s certainly plenty going on in Fountain Square: construction controversies, bike lane growing pains, new shops and eateries coming… and going.

I live and work here now. My “neighbors” are Jen at IndySwank and Joe at Joe’s Cycles. So many people have invested their lively hood in this place. Gives me an extra dose of neighborhood pride.

I’ll keep this post short on words and heavy on the visuals, because that’s one of my favorite things about FS. There’s so much to look at.

I walk to work every morning, when it’s quiet. When it has the most grace. I spot details in the architecture, street art that’s sprouted overnight. Greet a feral cat or two. At night, I bask in the glow of neon signs, the haze of cigarette smoke. I spend a lot of time just gazing at Fountain Square, like a sleeping lover. (And yes, I meant that in the creepiest way possible.)

Your turn.

this post inspired by think kit 2011.

some things never change

or require explanation.

kissing for kissing’s sake

in honor of international kissing day, this:

…all from my favorite blog about love. Now go out and celebrate.

xoxo

words + text

I know it’s very hipster of me. But I can’t get enough movie stills with captions. Here are a couple my buddy Dan made.

UGH.

over the moon

Sometimes you can only express your emotions through pictures. Today, I feel like a skateboarding fox.

Happy holiday weekend. Don’t forget your sunscreen.

(images via weheartit)

i’m dreaming of far away places

back to the future

Well, my brain certainly is a lot more wrinkly after this weekend (that means I learned a lot.)

The Miller House symposium at the IMA whetted my appetite. I was inspired by architects, designers, and mod-lovers. My eyes feasted on vivid Girard prints and retro airline commercials.

The next day was spent in Columbus, getting up close and personal. Here are a few shots from this weekend’s tour. I was already pretty happy with the photos I took last year, so I didn’t end up taking many new ones.

After a long day of touring, walking, thrifting, and making new friends, we all ended up at Bistro 310 (local! sustainable!). All in all, a heaping slice of Columbus in a fairly short amount of time. I’m still waiting to see the CBS Sunday Morning design episode featuring Columbus, IN (I don’t have a TV) that aired yesterday. If anyone spies it on YouTube, let me know.

mod again

A little over a year ago, I toured modernist mecca Columbus, IN for the first time. This past weekend, I was back: reliving my first real brush with mod-ness on a grand scale.

In honor of my return to Columbus this past weekend, please enjoy a few images and blog posts from last year’s pilgrimage. Ever sentimental, I can’t help myself but to relive my torrid love affair with Dan Kiley, the landscape architect for Miller House (which I visited yesterday for the fourth time.) I was so moved at the time, I wrote a blog post about it:

I was moved by I.M. Pei‘s sleek lines. Seduced by Eames‘ furniture design. Amazed by Harry Weese‘s understanding of light. But in all this courtship, something unexpected happened. An unmistakable tug at my heart strings and a tummy full of butterflies. I fell madly in love with landscape architect Dan Kiley. Well, to be exact, I fell in love with his landscape architecting skills.

Kiley knew the landscape a structure sits on is just as important as the structure itself. It’s a balanced, complementing relationship. A gentle dance across a crowded floor. Swoon.

I wandered through Kiley’s shaded clean grid patterns, well-trimmed shrubs and meticulously placed trees. All were in linear harmony with the horizontal and vertical lines of the structures at their center.

Read A Modern Romance in full here.

Here are some of my favorite images from last year. Gosh, I’m spoiled. Enjoy.

I fell off my pink cloud with a thud.

Elizabeth Taylor (via weheartit)

crazy kisses

Life has curated a gallery of “crazy kisses,” which you can see in its entirety on their site.

all I want in a man…

is a fast get-away car.

(via kissssing)

first came Glinda…

then came these gals.

Photographs by Melvin Sokolsky, taken in Paris in 1963. See more here.

(via blackeiffel via for love of bikes)

apartment therapy

I started a new job in the new year. So in the down time I had during the holidays, before the chaos started, I went to town on my apartment. I dusted. I mopped. I polished. I rifled, pitched and purged.

Here are a few pics of my pretty-well-finished abode. I kinda like it. More to come.

Those marks on the floor are mostly paint splatters. The tenant before me was an artist, and I asked the landlord to leave the floor as-is.

Most of my furniture came to me free, or for very little $$ from local thrift stores over the last few years.

This set is a new addition, sent to me for xmas by my grandfather. The note included said he bought them in Europe in the ’60s. They fit right in, don’t you think?

2010, in pictures

Le Flâneur

A haunting, nighttime tour of Paris to the sounds of the XX.

A project by Luke Shepard, a student at the American University of Paris.
Composed completely of photographs.

…

reflection.

a picture is worth…

(via lifeaccordingtocelia.blogspot.com)

this pretty much sums up how I feel today

for a monday

“We are clouds, we are whispers
Like fawns and shapeshifters”