Rebecca. By Lydia Pettit (flippylydia) Faaaaat chunks of color oh good god y’all.

Rebecca. By Lydia Pettit (flippylydia)

Faaaaat chunks of color oh good god y’all.

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I Went To Grad School To Learn To Write, And All I Did Was Doodle: The Alex Herrington Story.
Got to see the Francesca Woodman exhibit at SFMOMA today. She’s a pretty incredible artist, and I’m not typically a fan of photography. Her self portraits are deeply psychological, usually a bit sad, with undertones that question femininity, natural elements, and death. This was my favorite of her photographs.THOSE LINES. Also watched Beautiful Losers. That movie is instant inspiration, I swear. 

Got to see the Francesca Woodman exhibit at SFMOMA today. She’s a pretty incredible artist, and I’m not typically a fan of photography. Her self portraits are deeply psychological, usually a bit sad, with undertones that question femininity, natural elements, and death.

This was my favorite of her photographs.
THOSE LINES.

Also watched Beautiful Losers. That movie is instant inspiration, I swear. 

… and in the midst of her late night drawing, she wonders to herself, “When the hell did my webcam go to shit?”

… and in the midst of her late night drawing, she wonders to herself, “When the hell did my webcam go to shit?”

Don’t knead your dough too much, because that leads to codependency.
No big deal, just making THE BIGGEST FIRE EVER.

No big deal, just making THE BIGGEST FIRE EVER.

Meep.

Usually when I’m buying a shirt and I have to choose between sizes, I’m like “No, get the bigger shirt,” thinking that it will be more comfortable, but then I wear it and it’ll ride down and my bra will hang out and as I’m constantly adjusting it, in my mind all I can hear is “No, get the bigger shirt,” but in that high pitched mocking tone that kind of sounds like Beaker from the Muppets, if he used actual words.

In short, I should probably just keep Beaker with me when I shop so he can imitate me the entire time and I won’t buy the bigger boob-slipping shirt.

Or something.

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Sexual Intellectual.
Love mixing paint. Thanks Lynae.

Love mixing paint. Thanks Lynae.

House Sitting Is My New Favorite Thing.

I took a glorious walk this morning and had coffee and a pastry and did the SF Chronicle crossword.

I just made tea in a kettle on a stove and now I’m going to go drink it while sitting out on the back deck and looking at Lafayette Creek.

Also, there’s a fireplace here, and you’re out of your goddamned mind if you think I’m not going to use the crap out of it.
Also bikes.
And vinyl.

I have bad news for these people and it is that I’m never giving them their house back.

I’M HOOOOOOOOOME 

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Sidney Bechet - Si Tu Vois Ma Mère (from Midnight in Paris)

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fuckyouverymuch: We are addicted to this site. UNF.(see also, “HNNGGG”) 

fuckyouverymuch:

We are addicted to this site.

UNF.
(see also, “HNNGGG”) 

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Shannon and the Clams - You Can Come Over

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