As a relatively self aware person, I’ve always been aware of how lucky I am to have a mother who has a passion for cooking. Growing up we never had a Chicken Tuesday, or Meatloaf Fridays. Other than Sunday dinners, you could never predict what you would be eating the next night. Although you could assume that it was going to be unique, and delicious! Unfortunately, upon reaching university, and subsequently reaching my own tiny share of a kitchen, I discovered a horrible fact. I didn’t know how to cook ANYTHING. It’s not that I didn’t know how the oven worked, or that I couldn’t read a recipe, but when you’re 18, and living on a student budget, you just don’t go out and spring for a spice rack. Not to mention finding recipes that deal in single servings was difficult. So for that time in my life I mostly lived off of pasta dishes and chicken grilled in my own little George Foreman Grill. In recent months I’ve made more of an effort to pay attention to how some of these miracul...
I’ve mentioned on this blog before the topic of street art, and how my opinion of it differs from that of my Dads. Dad believes that any graffiti is bad, because its breaking the law, and how it makes a neighborhood look. I maintain that not all street art is bad, and that even in the case where it is breaking the law it Is still art. I’m not saying that its right, but its still art. And in some cases it can be beautiful, or inspiring. Most of the time it makes me think about what I’m looking at. And today I found out that in the states a museum is hosting the first ever exhibit of street art. “Today, we witnessed history being made. As the very first major U.S. museum exhibition of graffiti and street art, MOCA presented the media preview of Art in the Streets , an epic visual feast you must experience for yourself! Tracing the development of graffiti and street art from the '70s to where it is today, MOCA pulled out all the stops - educating us on the rich history, entertainin...
Last winter, when we had finished all of our classes at college, my classmates and I celebrated being DONE. Not just done classes for the year, but hopefully for a long time. In our program, in the final year, we had one semester of classes, more of a prep for the workplace rather than conventional classes, and then the second semester we were to find placement at a design firm. 14 weeks as an unpaid intern, gaining experience and contacts. But first, we had to find our placements. So though we were done, we were not DONE DONE. Finding a design firm to take on free labor sounds easy, but when you take into account that the studio would have to give up space to put me, time to train me, and patience to guide around a newbie, add in the fact that the economy was out of control…. Needless to say it was very hard. Eventually I found a placement, and along with my friends, we celebrated being DONE DONE! We had placement, the grades, now all we needed was to survive in our internships for 14...
Beautiful. Thank you!! xoxo
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