Friday, July 27, 2012

you get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place.

like you'll not only miss the people you love
but you'll miss the person you are 
at this time
and this place
because you'll never be this way
ever again.

-azar nafisi

Friday, May 25, 2012

love of beauty 
is taste
the creation of beauty
is art.

-ralph waldo emerson

Thursday, May 24, 2012

i said,
"i'm a genius
but nobody knows it
but me."

-charles bukowski

Friday, April 13, 2012

new etsy shop!!!!

i finally opened my own etsy shop!!!

it has only just opened
so i only have one item listed
but it's pretty exciting.
i will be adding more items
this summer
which will include jewelry
among other things.

i have been making my own knitting needles
out of poplar and pine.
they are size 50
so they are super jumbo
for knitting with super bulky yarn
or roving.

i knitted the cowl below
(yarn and needles also available at home ec workshop in iowa city)
70% alpaca, 15% wool and 15% nylon. 
its super fun and fast,
so fast i almost want to take it apart to knit it again!

thanks for looking!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

she was beautiful,

but she was beautiful
in the way 
a forest fire was beautiful,

something to be admired
from a distance,

not up close.

-good omens

Friday, March 9, 2012

always bring the bigger gun 
and the better suit.

-michael caine 
(douglas hayward 1)

Monday, January 30, 2012

i can’t explain what i mean. 

and even if i could, 

i’m not sure i’d feel like it.

-j.d. salinger

Monday, January 23, 2012


english sheep
avebury, england

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012


happiness does not come from wealth, 

but from setting limits to one’s desires, 

and living within those limits 

with satisfaction.

-dalai lama

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

you will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire

if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. this could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. it could mean not eating for three or four days. it could mean freezing on a park bench. it could mean jail. it could mean derision. it could mean mockery—isolation. isolation is the gift. all the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. and, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. and it will be better than anything else you can imagine. if you’re going to try, go all the way. there is no other feeling like that. you will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. you will ride life straight to perfect laughter. it’s the only good fight there is.                    

 -charles bukowski