Saturday, February 13, 2010

yesterday we took the ferry from oakland to sf. it was an industrial scene, but i really love all the emergency orange submarines on the freight boats. the boat went under the bay bridge, which is a sight i've never imagined seeing. we got off at the ferry building and said hello to cathleen, a woman who owns an antique kitchenware store (18th century french linens!) called culinaire. we cruised establishments of excellence - cowgirl creamery, boulette's larder, recchuiti confectionary, and others.

we walked from there to chinatown for tea tastings. 3 hours of everything-oolongs, relationship advice, immigrant jokes, and amazingness. they thought we were married. i flashed my diamond ring as an engagement ring. teas to remember:

-iron goddess, the rare kind that grown in 5,000 ft elevation. it is picked once a year amounting to 20 lbs for an entire season to be shared by the world- $800/lb. they only carry a quarter of a lb.
-golden throat
-blue people
-blueberry
-drunken eight
-monkey fit

steamed pork dumplings for dinner & seasonal chinese peas.

then met up with zach for a big sleepy hang out. lots of credence clearwater covering soul songs.





Sunday, February 7, 2010


6 hr san bruno mountain hike today with field taxonomy class! what a strange bunch of people, but all very nice. started with showers ended with rainbows. derek from work came as my guest. we lounged hard afterwards.

our teacher, glenn keator, wrote this awesome book:


washed chef coat by hand and drying with hair blower.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Sunday, January 31, 2010


isn't this song so good?

went to pacifica, ca today. so beautiful, it has the lush green hills of ireland + california coastal oceans. i think ill be thrilled for days. future project location.

thought of something that has me seeking something intensely.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

specific and vague

raises questions regarding the power and information and truth of a photograph (in journalism):

It was All Started by a Mouse (Part 1) by Errol Morris

i've been enjoying my time in the city, but i'm already getting sick of walking around the mission. i don't think i want to live there. it was so nice to just go back to my sister's house early, semi-watch blade runner while i fell asleep next to dog thinking about how i should really start my horchata tonight instead of early today. i started my horchata two hours ago, but i feel nice and well rested and i love that i can sit here and read my heart out on a number of things that poke my interest. i love mornings and not being bothered and getting things done. why does it feel so good?

kirstina: phone
me: my phone?
k: phooone
me: phone?
k: phone
me: your phone?
k: phone
me: is it my phone or your phone?
k: phone

another two so shitty apartments yesterday. whats that saying, so shitty in the big city? in this city, you pay what you get for. it might not be a bad idea to take pictures of these places so i can share how bad they actually are. well, another apt today and then taco party where i serve my horchata.

Friday, January 29, 2010

rain on this mighty day

a really good session at the holiday inn


1 day/wk - plant terminology
1 day/wk - visual/career research
1 day/wk - photo making
1 day/wk - new baked good experiment
1 day/mo - hike
1 day/mo - IRA

on my mind: propagation; cacti; home.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

I like the NY Times' version of wikipedia. More concise, most of the time more relevant to my interest.

I also really like the way he writes, not just about bees, but I'm attracted to his deductive skills.

Mating call worked again.

TIRED

Wednesday, January 27, 2010



just got home from the pacific film archive. went to see a screening/lecture about the coney island psychoanalytic amateur film society- pretty strange work. i like albert grass' (president of c.i.p.a.f.s.) outline for a freudian theme park. the center piece of the theme park is an large adolescent yellow girl, with a dome for the unconscious and then another dome for the conscious, a couple of other buildings linked by a train of thought (a literal train though, that's just what they call it!).

dali had something similar at a world fair called Dali's Dream of Venus where he had lady swimmings in a tank with a backdrop of some usual unusual dali image. it's really cool though:




more apt shopping this week, taco party, and nora h. is in town (so excited). today was my first day all by myself at work. i've perfected the vanilla saffron snickerdoodle. i can get better at the double chocolate chip because they are coming out harder than they should. i also did a mating call and it worked.

working on brief but likely effective artist statement for another application.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010