Friday, August 26, 2011

e.kate & the retro benefit.

last night.
as the sun was beginning
to retire 
for the night...

i squeezed into a car
with a few girlfriends
and we headed west.

{and who doesn't want to
head west?}

but there was no mindless
wandering in store for us
this night.
no
we knew exactly where
we were headed.
to the orchard house.


for a very special event:

thrown to in honor of
the local Minneapolis
organization:

tucked contentedly
down a twisty-curvy road,
intriguingly held
by high-reaching greens
we found the
orchard house,
e.kate designs.
{click here to experience goodness.}


and much.much.more.




artists such as
circa vintage
&
{who, by the way,
is quickly becoming one of my
all-time favorite
artists, see how her
work connects time spans
and tells a story...
love.}
accompanied
e.kate
in this fabulously 
vintage event.

the inside of
the orchard house
is ooohh too charming
with it's bright
turquoise walls
and sky-reaching ceiling.

the walls are tastefully
cluttered with artists
imaginative creations
to tempt and ahhh
any beauty-seeker.

to judge by the crowded
orchard house
with the lovelies mingling, 
sipping champagne,
and looking too wonderful to
not be accompanying the
art on the walls...
i must assume the
event was quite the success.


it was an
enchanting evening.

so.

the orchard house.
grab a girlfriend.
and get there.

you won't regret it.
i promise.


- n

Monday, August 15, 2011

two hands. and one heart.

in ... out.
in .... out.
it's the
in ... out.

that sometimes is the
hardest.

because i forget.
how it feels.
why it's important.

and there is only blankness.

darkness?
yes.
lightness?
i can't be sure.
whiteness.
i think.
nothingness?





nothingness?







nothingness.







it's confusing.

how can there be the
unknown amidst the known?
confusion amidst the clear?
staleness amidst the beauty?
beauty amidst the pain?
emotions amidst the nothingness?

i only have two hands.
and one heart.
how can it possibly all be held?

the opening
seems so small.
and there doesn't appear 
to be enough 
space.


in ... out.

in .... out.
it's the
in ... out.

1.2..3...
remember.

you can do it.

but.

i only have two hands.
and one heart.
how can i ask them
to hold so much?


sometimes it's just a matter
of finding the light.
and remembering how to let
it encircle...


regardless of the 
blackness
the darkness
the whiteness
the nothingness
that resides
within.

in ... out.
in .... out.
in ..... out.
breath.
just.

my friend's view through her lens.

wherever you find yourself today

find your breath.
look at your two hands.
and one heart.

and let the light
encircle you.

because today.
these things are enough.




hoping for...
- n.