sunny side up.

{free people}

i could live here.

{country living}

start handing out stars.

my pretty mom.

i have the best mom in the world.
doesn't she have the cutest haircut ever?
she has no idea how beautiful she is.

spring fling.

last weekend, my mom and i towed my nephew along (we bribed him with pokemon cards!) to this wonderful indie arts + craft fair in ft. worth. there were over 100 booths overflowing with wonderful things. he was whining within seconds of our arrival but luckily i had a stash of pokemon magazines in my bag to appease him and the venue was pet-friendly and he found a cohort of furry friends along the way. the craft/handmade scene here in dallas is well-hidden so we were amazed to see what came out of the woodwork, so to speak. i wanted to buy something from every booth. here's what i got and a few of my favorite sellers:

time travel tea party, tefi designs, anahata goddess wraps, + parsimony.

we are so excited to make this next event:

and we are so inspired to get enough of our own projects together to maybe have a booth next year.

one of each, please.

{the shop house}

skeleton woman.

skeleton woman

among this spareness

life limps along

the red shoes lost

the magic carpet of creating life swept away

she lies under water

anticipating the cycles of her new wild power

wondering what the body is

the breast

the belly

the bones of death

the wings of angels

all at once

{© 2009 Tracy Scott; photo via we♥it}

oh my cavalier.

my favorites...

{from this etsy shop}

awesome-ness.

{patty van dorin}

girls.

girls

you girls who are seeking
the great love, the great and terrible love
what has happened, girls?
perhaps time, time!
because now,
here it is, see how it passes
dragging the heavenly stones,
destroying flowers and leaves,
with a noise of foam lashed
against all the stones of your world,
with a smell of sperm and jasmine,
next to the bleeding moon!
and now
you touch the water with your little feet,
with your little heart
and you do not know what to do!
better are
certain night journeys,
certain compartments,
certain most amusing walks,
certain dances with no greater consequence
than to continue the journey!
die of fear or of cold,
or of doubt,
for I with my huge steps
will find her
within you
or far from you,
and she will find me,
she who will be fused
with me
in life or death!

~pablo neruda

witch wife.

witch wife

she is neither pink nor pale
and she never will be all mine;
she learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
and her mouth on a valentine.
she has more hair than she needs;
in the sun 'tis a woe to me!
and her voice is a string of coloured beads;
or steps leading into the sea.
she loves me all that she can,
and her ways to my ways resign;
but she was not made for any man,
and she never will be all mine.

~edna st. vincent millay
{image via we♥it}

classroom love.

i want my classroom to look like this.
{from an exhibit by rob ryan via this blog

yes.

{emmas design blogg}

kitchen love.

{here + here.}

i need a vacation.

{images via shuttersisters}

waiting.

The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.

Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.

paloma's nest

{more @ poppytalk handmade}

crayon rings.

{from the future perfect}

book covers.

office space.

WORK WITHOUT HOPE draws nectar in a sieve,
And HOPE without an object cannot live.

~samuel taylor coleridge

i want to fly away.

Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.
~zora neale hurston

the garden of delight.

{via lescarnetsdudesign}

tumbleweeds.

i would love to visit this dress shop.