My pal, Shelley, who manages the Oceana Santa Monica asked me to design this little Valentine's Day card to accompany the cookies they left in each guest's room today. Hope everyone had a sweet day. Happy Valentine's Day. xo
tonite we caught the lunar eclipse. mel and i have been staying up until 3 every nite trying to polish off the last of our edits before Christmas...so staying up tonite for the lunar eclipse was no biggie. We ran up to the rooftop to catch a glimpse with the point and shoot and some… Continue reading moons over my hammy.
Today is my brother, Mike's birthday—pretty sure he's 28 today, ha! This photo was taken by my father when we lived in our house in Gainesville, FL. I love how beautiful and happy my mom looks. I remember Mike being so chubby and cute as a baby. I used to stick him in a laundry… Continue reading november fourth.
Yesterday, Mel and I spent the afternoon up at The Cloisters shooting a couple's engagement portrait session. After we finished, we popped into The New Leaf restaurant for a hot drink. The waiter fixed us up with hot apple jammy's which tasted just like apple pie; they were delicious! Was a beautiful, fall day along… Continue reading first of november.
Last month I went on a trip to Wales and Ireland. my pal, Amber, her sis, Callie, Callie's husband, Martin and their two dogs, koby (named after, Kobayashi the hot dog eating champion) and jackson all piled in our minivan and set off on our adventure. Here are some pics of our adventures and some people… Continue reading wales.
A few weeks ago my pal, Caron (have a listen to her beautiful songs) asked if I'd be into handwriting some hymns for the 'Whocares' annual weekend getaway. I was super excited about the whole thing, so put pen to paper and started right in on it. Here's how the six little booklets turned out... photos… Continue reading whocares hymns.
The humidity in New York this summer has been disgusting. Without an AC, I rely on my Holmes Power 20 Fan, cold showers, nightfall and friends' couches (in the AC!!!) when it becomes unbearable. As my pal, Duane so aptly put it, "New York is as hot as an armpit." It is. Left work at… Continue reading passport.