Roll over I'm dreaming...

*pound the pavement like it's sand...step a bit slower...look a bit closer...
*mascara, red lips, same shirt (plaid), same pants (black)...dunks (brown/pink)...pile of locks tied up (blonde)...tempted to chop it all off (scissors)...back to pixie style (3 years ago)...nah...
*mint tea, quiche, sit, talk, leave, taxi, walk, sleep...grab a hoodie (maui and sons)...hop across the street for coffee...warm your hands...walk...
pic via le love

Bisous...

*city bakery coffee...mixed berry scone...crunchy fall air...lick lemons sun
*fountain sitter, eye watcher, board rider, wave catcher
*he draws between the squares on her fishnets...making squares within squares while the record circles around and the girls spin around...i don't go out like that anymore...
pics via clare shilland and so much to tell you

Running through the kitchen...

*roll over and out...drive upstate...pet a goat (baby pygmy)...bite a doughnut (apple cinnamon)...talk to the locals...try what they make (eggplant something-rather-with cheese/tomato)...cruise through the apple trees...sit on some hay...listen to a dude playing his guitar (he sings like i whisper)...buy carrots, tomatoes and pickles...get in the car (talking hybrid car that keeps saying "pardon"...reminds me of being in canada)...get lost...get found...go home.
pics via so much to tell you

Come over...

*blue eyes that won't blink...heart beat crushers...love lusherssss...i'm sunk
*peanut butter on seeded bread, capp from grumpy's, coconut water with mango...
*scraping up his footsteps to keep in my back pocket

same block, different morning, same greetings
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me: "hey jim" (dry cleaner)
jim: (waves, even though we're 10 feet apart)..."morning" (while nodding head in a "yes" motion)

me:"hey mike" (stoop sitter/apartment super)
mike: (smoking cig on a stoop while flipping through lotto tickets and receipts) "hey"....or "let me see that train" (if my son has one in his hand)

me:"hey broulio" (flower dude at deli)
broulio: "hi miss"...(and then he passes a flower to my son and my boy gives it to me...)

*weekend, sleep, pancakes, coffee, walk, draw, beer, friends, hangout...it's up to you...enjoy
pics via hedi slimane, papertissue, youngmind and jody rogac

Not on my watch...

*making it more difficult than it needs to be...
*beets...red fingers...pink lips
*egg and cheese on a roll/decaf coffee/madison square park...waiting
*wet hair dry pillow sleepless sleep
pics via i want your shirt

Harley...

*sleep while you're awake
*walk while you run
...mangos blueberries coconut water dry eyes
...champagne hair
*dip in and dry off
pic via daydreamlily

I don't like bunny ears...

pics via hedi slimane

They're mellow like me...

*friday friday friday...
*beads on a string...string some beads
*plaid shirt, black jeans, polka dot pink socks, liberty dunks
*tea, honey, milk, sun, window, phone, talk, wait
pic via rvca

I ran to DASH

-make your way over to 548 west 22nd street (see below for details)
-walk inside
-find a tent with a girl/tortillas/and a slow cooker
-take your shoes off
-step inside
-say hello
-sit/kneel
-take what she gives you
-savor every bite...(grab a recipe)
-and experience the beauty that is...N. Dash...one of my favorite artists
-she makes what she is...she is what she makes...this girl is pure.

For more about N. Dash check out her site or stop by the show at Fritz Haeg's Dome Colony X...she's there this saturday and every saturday for the next month (2-4pm and not on oct.10th)...

Size me up...

*sunk lock hunk dock funk sock dunk jock punk rock...
*up up up and up...decaf americano/greek yogurt/honey/berries/taxi...
*tears and ears that won't listen...
pic via supreme being

I found it...

*hmmm....
*i'm not a surfer...nope...
*you don't always have to be doing something...just so you know...
*you can do things your own way...that's okay too...
pics via drift

Skulls...

*cheekbones that will break you...
*plaid shirts, dunks, genetic denim, beads, camisole...leather string rhino necklace...
*decaf americano, scrambled eggs (yeah again...gotta get my protein)...
*moved the paint around last night...painted faces...beach warrior girl/indian-esque headdress...

pic via clare shilland

Yesterday...

*had a friend over earlier today....we were talking about playing guitars...i need to get mine out and play play play...maybe a little ben kweller...or old old lemonheads...a little something to sing along to...
*i love nyc...
pics via clare shilland

Sitting on the floor...

*she's napping...he's playing...friends came over for a bit...no need to rush around...
*drawing on the walls with my boy...adding stickers...bright orange artist's tape...you name it...mellow morning...gotta make time for these types of mornings...especially in a city where there is always something to do...always a buzzzzz...always a plan or a play date or a whatever....
pics via ink on my fingers

I remember them all...

*skateboard and little totem pole...love it...peek up on the shelf...
*thinking about "the actor's mask" by paul klee
*window open...sidewalks might be wet soon...
pic via the selby

Almond eyes...Carrot mouth...

*eyes lips crunch...faces to draw...move the pen...make a mark...
*afternoon tea...milk...honey...
pics via 10muses

Fish eyes...

*my eyes haven't seen too much rest recently...sleepy sleepy but keeping it all in perspective...they're only babes for such a short short slip second...zip that's it...period of time...
*twenty six nannies at the park this morning...and one mom...me...fish out of water type of day...c'est la vie in nyc...(it's not always like this...but most days...um, yeah)...
pics via i have no idea...can't remember

Peek and Stroll...

*time to take out the brushes, paint, paper...mix it up...mess around...
*beach mind/city girl
*scrambled eggs, a bite of his peanut butter toast, decaf coffee from grumpy
*crisp air/golden sun/maybe a hoodie on your head...if you're lucky
*want to...make a book, start another blog, draw on the walls...
pics via 10 muses and rvca (i cropped the rvca pic)

She isn't up all night...

*add some mud salt sun sand to your long wet locks...sweat drip drops...dries in the shade...dark chocolate with almonds...pink scarf from a vintage shop in paris wrapped around my 7 week old babe...ocean eyes...old soul...

pics via tatielle and jody rogac (really great photographer...check her out)

Crank it up...

*picked up a 6ft foot roll of paper (kinda like the pic above)..draped it on the walls in my son's room...opened a new pack of markers and we drew his dreams from last night...and some trains...and some tracks...and some words (punk rock funk dock hunk sock dunk lock)...

*yellow truck on 24th and 7th ave...dude filling in pot holes or something...digging a hole, i dunno...he rolled down his windows, pushed back his hair...opened his doors and shared a little led zeppelin (fool in the rain) with the peeps passing by...made me smile...made my step spring...

pic via tatielle

Just like you want it...

*slow down...no need to rush off here or there...sit...wait...watch...chill...
*avocado on toast, decaf coffee, water, vitamin...wet hair, mascara, coconut lips...
pics by jody rogac

Look twice...looker...

*hang out...walk around the city....with 12 plus pounds (of pure sweetness) strapped to my chest and another 30ish pounds (of three year old love) in the stroller....it's no surprise that my pisces fish feet (makes sense i promise) are kind of screaming/flopping by the end of the day...non stop move move move
*...iced decaf americano, water water water, lemonade...iced decaf americano...ray bans, lululemon pants because i had a baby 7 weeks ago and i'm in that in between everything stage...if you know what i mean...
*climb up in a tree, hang an arm from a limb/branch, pick a book, close your eyes...
pic via please sir