From this pile of fabric and brick-a-brack to Petit Four (or Bon Bon, some say).
Our krewe theme; Just Desserts. Weather was the same as last year, 35 Fahrenheit and windy, so that cool, sparkly bodice was replaced with a sweater and lace top. Continue reading New Orleans, Mardi Gras week
Left New Orleans on Friday morning, about 10:30. Most often on the night before launch day I dance with the idea that I could leave at sunrise. Enticed by the thrill of setting out with the sun, I consider all the traveling I could get done if I leave at dawn. Continue reading Making Way Slowly
More pruning and shaping of my creative career tree.
As much fun as I have making things. And, as much as I love every aspect of selling at art fairs from set up to tear down, my passion doesn’t boil enough for the carting and storing of large amounts of product. I like my life of few things, though I’d like to find a way to do some art shows all the same. I guess this one will sit on the back burner for now.
Continue reading Leaves and Fruit
The owner of the house is vegan but he’s kindly making space for me to store and cook meat. I use my own pans and dishes, soap and sponge. He offered me some meat he’d kept in the freezer from his pre-vegan days, but it’s so cold-burned I’ve been giving it as treats to the dogs. I break off a hunk for each to gnaw on while I cook, it helps me deal with their pleading stares. Just seems a little unfair not to. Continue reading Dog Nanny
There are a handful of beautiful parks which I count as fundamental to my enjoyment of being in New Orleans. Each one a character all it’s own. Here are a few of my favorites. Continue reading Parks, New Orleans
I’ve returned from my little road trip to find a dog-sitting/house-sitting gig waiting for me. There’s a bit of gardening and yard work to be done there. Lot’s of herbs, greens, and medicinals to attend. Oh, and three big, sweet dogs who proudly guard their yard and home as silent sentinels. Continue reading Spring.
Yup. That was Mardi Gras day and We: in our costumes, pulling our floats, chanting and singing, and blowing confetti on the streets of the Quarter, embraced it.
The adventure started with a hearty breakfast of eggs, grits, chops and gravy washed down with mimosas and coffee. Continue reading 35 Degrees & Rain
Well, with the weather being so cold, the soil isn’t warming up enough to get seeds started on their germination. Even the kale won’t peek out. Which means I get to spend more time on creative endeavors.
I’ve been drawing a bit and working on my Mardi Gras costume, though I’ve been finding it difficult to get far along on my design. Continue reading Cold Soil, Frozen Ideas
I have recently started attending a mid-morning t’ai chi class.
The studio sits on the end of a short breezeway. It’s a small, octagonal building with large windows on the compass points. Bamboo and gray stone outside, soft white walls and warm wood floors inside. Two-story ceiling with skylights. Continue reading T’ai Chi for Beginners
My kind of bar crawl.
A combination memorial and celebration hosted by a Social Aid and Pleasure Club. They ‘roll’ on Sundays in any part of the city except during the hottest summer months.
I’ve been to second lines here and there, promo events put on by radio shows or bars, but I consider this to be my first, true experience. Walking and dancing with offspring of the originators. Continue reading Second Line, Oldstyle