Showing posts with label Leo Lionni. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leo Lionni. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Drunk with color
Yesterday Anna and I walked up the street to our neighborhood library. I brought my camera to shoot some photos of the local color on the way. Three hours (!!!) later, we completed our 10-block circle, drunk with all the beautiful colors. I don't know if Portland is stunningly, ridiculously beautiful this time of year or if we're all just so starved for color after the long, grey winter that we're easily cheered. Either way, it's all everyone talks of these days — the blue sky, the sun, the flowers popping up everywhere.
Of course, today we're back to grey again, so I'm giving these photos to you as my gift, to fill your days with color until the sunshine beckons again. Sort of like Frederic, one of my favorite childhood stories by Leo Lionni, a graphic designer turned children's book illustrator back in the 1960s.
Enjoy!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Fascinating, I’m sure

- Favorite word: Reinvention
- Least favorite word(s): Religious Right
- Favorite number: 17
- Favorite swear word: Fuck
- Favorite flower: tulip
- Favorite song: Cuts You Up by Peter Murphy
- Blogger I wish I knew personally: Amy Karol, Angry Chicken
- Favorite sound: these days, silence
- Least favorite sound: smoke detectors
- Favorite color: black, no, magenta, no, ahhhhhhhhh........... (sorry, Monty Python reference). Umm, it depends.
- Favorite way to spend time: good friends, good food, good wine.
- Famous people, living or dead, that I’d like to have at a dinner party: Barack Obama, Gertrude Stein, Pablo Picasso, James Lipton, Alice Waters, Leo Lionni, the Dalai Lama, Jon Stewart, Stephen Colbert
- If I had taken a different path, career(s) I’d like to try: trial lawyer, chef, author, social butterfly
- Something you don’t know about me: After having Anna, I seriously considered becoming a lactation consultant. I am still looking to find the perfect opportunity to combine my strengths and skills with a way of supporting women, preferably globally.
- If heaven exists, what I would like god to say to me at the pearly gates: "Shall we play again?"
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