Thursday, July 22, 2010

Purple, j'adore.

Purple. The most undervalued color in the spectrum. It's true, I say! What? No, I'm not biased.

(a fallen bloom and Purple Queen in Whitney's backyard)

Yes, I'll admit it. My childhood bedroom was always a shade of purple growing up. It started out as a deep eggplant, almost black. Then shifted to a more uplifting lavender. And finally, the color it remains today, at my parent's house, is a soft grayish purple.

I know what you're thinking. Purple? On a wall? YES, People! DO IT!! It can be so dreamy, as demonstrated by the now deceased Domino Magazine.

See? I was way ahead of my time. ;)

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

And P.S. ...

The moment I find a job, I am ordering one of these Panton chairs.
And because I told myself I could when I graduated.
And because I deserve it.

And because I will love it.
Always. ;)

New Digz

When I was visiting Orlando previously, interning at a local firm and living with my sister and brother-in-law, I was sleeping on a futon. An old futon. And get had Lions and Tigers and Bears on the cover. Okay, there weren't any bears, but definitely lions and tigers.

This time, since The Move was Semi-Permanent-For-The-Time-Being, I brought some of my furniture. Now, "Katie's Room" actually feels a bit more like Katie. ;)

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Canoeing the Wekiva

Out of the house and into the Florida sun! We went canoeing this afternoon in Wekiva Springs State Park and I think the photographs speak louder than words. I'm glad I wore my green bikini to match all the lovely tropical foliage. ;)

Sneak Peak

Whitney and I have been busy decorating her living room, the first room upon entering her house. There are several special pieces in the room so far, but my favorite is this little lamp next to the sofa. It was one she had already owned but we found the perfect spot for it. At night it puts off a fiery glow, making a silhouette of the miniature toy horse.

Friday, July 16, 2010

KY Treasure Making 101

The Hunt:
Walk down gravel lane. Hang a right at the mailbox. Hop over cattle guard and check for possums at the barn door before entering. If the coast is clear, climb up the cattle chute to the hay loft. You've arrived at your destination. Begin browsing.

Caution: Faint hissing sounds from broken clay pots may equal baby raccoons.

Potential finds include, but are not limited to, wooden chair frames, old trunks, benches, various cabinets, and rot iron sewing machine bases. But you can't carry it all home. So unless you've brought a boy, you can only choose one item.

The Find:
Card Catalogue in disrepair.

The Work:
Remove hardware. Sand. Sand. Sand. Polyeurethane x2. Brasso hardware. Re-assemble.

The Finishing Touch:
Accessorize! Choose cute paper to label drawers. Add fun text with stamps. Be creative.

***This card catalogue was scavenged by my sister Whitney, found in my grandfather's treasure-filled barn in Kentucky. She refinished it while living in Pennsylvania and tonight we added a touch of color (and comedy if you noticed the 'WTF!' drawer), a Friday night well spent. Now she sits transfering recipes onto index cards to fill the drawers.***

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Pencil Me In

On my agenda today: START FILLING UP MY CALENDAR (with events OUTSIDE of the house). I thought I spent a lot of time on my computer during school, but at least I was forced to go to class and interact with a few people per day. In the last two weeks I've surpassed all previous personal records of Most Time on a Computer per day, only to unplug for cleaning, cooking, sleeping and running (I haven't even been to the pool this week which is just sad). I am just a bit stir-crazy, if you hadn't noticed from the previous post. And if it wasn't already known, I think I've officially ruled off "50's Housewife" from my list of possible career options. Although, I could easily be swayed if it was a nice mid-century bungalow...on a lake...with gardens...and an art shed in the back...and maybe an enchanted forrest...yes, that sounds nice. I could work with that.

ANYWAY, the calendar. My empty calendar now has a spattering of upcoming events with more to come soon!

What events, you ask? FIGURE DRAWING OPEN STUDIO!!! Yes, I found one at the Crealde School of Art in Winter Park on Sundays. Unfortunately, they are almost through with their Summer Session but I'll be able to attend one or two classes before the end. The good news is that the Fall Session Calendar will be posted on Monday...I can't wait to see what classes are in it! Of course, I'll keep you posted.

And I've also signed up to help Habitat for Humanity of Orlando next week on both Wednesday and Thursday! Yay! Surely I will feel a tiny bit productive after that. Because it's really all about my feelings. ;)

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Documentation of a Florida Morning

I hereby pronounce that all situations that could be described as "watching paint dry" shall now be said to be like "watching kitchen scraps become dirt."

That said, looking for a job in this economy is like watching kitchen scraps become dirt. This is actually a pretty good analogy because the anticipated outcome of each is pretty rewarding. A paid job and luscious compost, both very good and necessary things in this world.

So, amidst the job searching (you can't do that every moment of the day) and composting (I'm not really watching it...not very much, anyway) I still have a lot of time on my hands. Just what I wanted for Life After Graduation, right? Right...? ... ...

Um, no. I do better with a lot on my proverbial plate. Like that summer in high school when I had three jobs. Like working insane retail hours during my undergraduate work. Like cleaning a gym after closing hours during grad school. I like to be productive (cooking and cleaning for my sister does not count...sorry Whitney.) Now, I don't have school OR a job (implode here.) And watching compost is sort of the antithesis of being productive. It's like watching something else be productive, really slowly, and then realizing it is still being more productive than you. Yeah.

But ENOUGH about me and my unemployment (and compost). There are always things to appreciate in life and that's what I intended to share with you this morning (if anyone made it past all of this ridiculous self pity, which is also the antithesis of being productive.) ;)

I give you, A Florida Morning:

And now I'm off to find something else to occupy myself. There must be a figure drawing class around here somewhere...

Sunday, July 11, 2010

C is for Compost!

COMPOST: Home-made dirt goodness.

Big Barrel with Lid
Kitchen Scraps
Yard Waste
GO GREEN Attitude!

Step #1: Steal neighbor's palm fronds.

Step #2: Shred 'em!

Step #3: Put 'em in the barrel!

Step #4: Add kitchen scraps.
(No picture...that's gross.)

Brought to you by the Letter "C" and the Number 4!