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Abundance (Photo Blog)

I have a rare free weekend coming up, and it’s a holiday weekend to boot. I’m still toying with the idea of jetting off to Phoenix for a friend’s huge Valentine’s Day costume party or to Killington to snowboard.

It’s just as likely that I’ll stay in, make desserts from this book and decorate my home for my housewarming party at the end of the month.

I am the worst at getting things up on the walls. This is the first apartment I’ve been in since I got to the city where I truly feel at home and can settle in and breathe. So, it’s time to get some art up.

I have a poster I want matted and framed and some prints I want to order. As a former dancer, I’ve always loved these prints from Bill Brauer.

Where I need help from you is on suggestions for good sites to use for photo printing.

I took the four shots below at a farmers market (one of my favorite things to do), and I’d like to get a couple of them printed and framed. They make me think of abundance and harvesting and generosity. They just make me happy, and I want that feeling of abundance in my home.

What site or store should I use for printing? Which of the shots below do you like best?

French Breakfast Radishes, Evanston Farmer's Market, Illinois

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2nd Annual Choice Eats Event

Click here to view my photos and tweets from the 2009 Village Voice Choice Eats event: 2nd Annual Choice Eats Event

You can view all my photos from this event by clicking here.

Come Cheer Me On at The “Most Delicious Food Safari Ever!”

The “photogenic food contest” I participated in the Sunday after Christmas was one of the crazier things I’ve done here in New York, right up there with being maid of honor at a Halloween wedding conducted by 13 witches or the weekend I spent helping Neil Strauss with a pick-up artists’ convention in 2007.

I had no idea what I was getting into. I had just got home tipsy from a fun dinner with a friend. My holiday vacation had just begun. I was laying in bed with my iPhone, scrolling through email when I saw a note from my friend Cathy Erway. She wrote those of us on the NYC Food Bloggers’ mailing list about a fun contest she was co-hosting with a group of amateur photographers called Photojojo and a couple of local supper clubs. Continue reading

in bloom

Photo by me on 8.16.08, Dumbo, Brooklyn.

Photo by me on 8.16.08, Dumbo, Brooklyn.

“…I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.”

~ Molly Bloom’s Soliloquy in Ulysses, James Joyce

My Own Sun

“Che bella cosa na jurnata ‘e sole, n’aria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe’ ll’aria fresca pare gia’ na festa . . . Che bella cosa na jurnata
‘e sole.”

“What a beautiful thing, a sunny day. The serene air after a thunderstorm!
The fresh breezes banish the heavy air . . . What a beautiful thing, a
sunny day.”

We should be happy when our lives follow our intentions. We should
always respect the way we manifest the kind of energy we put out into
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Just Three Things, Real Quick

If you missed my demi-rant yesterday, here it is again with photographic evidence.

1. This entire city is ridiculous when it comes to “fashion.” Chicks put on their grandfathers’ smoking jackets with leggings and brown suede ankle boots and call it a motherf*cking day.

Why does it look like all of NYC is permanently doing the walk of shame? (A:Because they probably are. SexXxy.) People, there are plenty of places here to buy clothes. Get you some. Actually, scratch that. I’m having a great time snapping surreptitious photos of you in your 2-piece Lycra zebra print outfit. (True story.) Continue reading

Black Beauty and the AK-47. (Photo post.)

“I may be firing an AK-47 for the first time this weekend, along with some other rifles. I only have experience with handguns. Is there anything I can do or wear to avoid major bruising from the recoil, or should I just buck up and wear my bruises with pride?” – Me, Tuesday, November 07, 2006 Continue reading