I don't expect anything

{via Magical Game Time}

Zac Gorman: yes.

This is like the illustrated version of what I'm doing with my Zelda poems. My insides are running around in circles screaming right now.

yr telling me

{via inflated/deflated}

Came across this project today & think it's adorable.

On romance:

part-time

{via Need Supply Co.}

Sometimes you know you missed yr chance.

"the camera as convenient as the pencil"

It's possible that no analogue-film death will hit me as hard as the end(ish) of Polaroid, but I'm still sad to think about Kodak's bankruptcy. I remember doing a project in middle school about George Eastman & being super caught up in him: I loved his obsession with photography, with simplification, with the "everyday affair" photography could be. I could write a whole mini lecture here (He invented film as we know it! The first motion picture film! The first xray film [just a year after xrays were discovered]! Someone in that company invented digital cameras!) but really, I just want to show you this:


{via Lomography}

{13 years later the first full length color movie would appear}

The first time I saw this I had a mini panic attack & started crying. It was so magical & impossible & I knew, somehow, in watching it that something incredible had eluded me, is eluding me still.

This day is always yrs

mapstalgia

{via mapstalgia}

Zelda maps from memory. YES.

the snow it came down on me

Got to be careful, I know, but I let it all the same.

Don't tell me there ain't no more

I didn't realize how much I liked this song until today.

A while ago a friend handed me a huge bag of records & this KC & the Sunshine Band album was in there. I went straight for this track & have been playing the song all day.

you knew I'd come back to you

Some ppl know just what you want:

{Home is everywhere.}

Cloven

{via Hilary Walsh via Closet Visit}

Butter soft hoof boots with glitter on the stacked wood heel. I envy these like you can't believe & would wear them till they fell apart under me.

There's only make

{via(ish) The OKBB, (emphasis mine)}

genuine sincerity

[A]ll it takes to become part of the “indie lit scene”... [is] blogging, linking, commenting, and submitting relentlessly.

The cranks out there will say that what I’m describing sounds like a pile of in-crowd, who-you-know bullshit and just offers further proof that editors only publish their friends. But to them I’d say — if it’s that easy, go make some friends and tell me how it works out for you. The truth is, we’re not “friends.” We may be on Facebook, but in real life we’re not attending each other’s baby showers and third-cousins’ funerals. It takes engagement and effort to make a name for yourself. There’s no room for elitism or snobbery, and good luck to you if you’re only shooting for The New Yorker and The Paris Review. I’ve said this before but I’ll say it here too: if The Buttcrack Review asked me for a poem I’d send them three.

To close, I offer this: I think there’s only one single thing that can help get a person ahead — genuine sincerity. All one has to do is truly love what this little pocket of the publishing world has to offer, and express that love by taking advantage of all available possibilities. And the best thing about it is anyone, absolutely anyone, can do so at any time. That is the strength of the “indie lit” scene.

{Molly Gaudry via Used Furniture Review}

YES.

The baby songbook

{via BibliOdyssey via Leathers}

I absolutely want to eat Tom Seidmann-Freud's illustrations.

I'm right here

the arrangement of the natural & artificial

{via Lordy Rodriguez}

Finding a lot of inspiration lately in the possible applications of topography.

Gave good

I actually managed to make many of my presents this year, something I resolve to do every time the holidays come around. This year I baked up a bunch of batches of the NYT's Olive Oil Granola, & created some whiskey marshmallows (using this basic marshmallow recipe as a base) which I paired with a tiny bottle of Makers & some hot cocoa mix.

(For some reason my auto post didn't so much post this automatically for me last night...)

Got good

All Zelda all day

Today I spent a couple of hours in a cafe writing about Wind Waker (honestly at some point I felt like if I had to imagine any more of the possible configurations of light & stone & sand & doors I might lose my mind. Permanently.) & a couple of hours engaging in Skyward Sword.
But what I really want to share is this great text animation Gregor sent me today:



It's a version of a project he did recently using part of one of my poems. Want to watch it again? Just hit refresh.

strong

{via Little Paper Planes}

immediately before & after

Today exhausted me with its awesomeness (ok, last night might have helped too), but I want to share some sparkle before this eve is ended.

Merry Christmas. Enjoy it all.

Season evening

Friends & fireside (& phones).

Hope your evening is as warm.

winter means light

Tonight I think it was so cold in my house that while I was pouring it boiling sugar cooled quickly enough that my marshmallows failed. (Fear not, I will try again tomorrow.)
Makes me wish I was back here pretty hard:

or be enslav'd by another Man's

I will not Reason and Compare; my business is to Create.
--William Blake

Flash print

I had my Instax with me the day I shot at Powell Butte & took this unexpected but magical picture (doesn't it look like a sunprint?):

Black milk of dawn

I've been reading the Hamburger translations of Celan slowly & joyfully for a while now, but the other day Flo read some of the poems out loud to me in their original language & I flipped.
I recorded her reading the poems in German, followed by myself reading the English translations. I wish I could record the whole book poem for poem, but for now, a few of my favorite shorter poems will have to suffice:


{Crystal}


{With a Variable Key}


{The trumpet part}


{Your hands full of hours}

One of my favorite places to get presents during the holidays are grocery stores (esp if you have a New Seasons, which stocks things like those super tiny super strong magnet sets & adorable white ceramic elephant tea pots, nearby). Here are a few of the things I love & will be giving this year:

The Winter Vegetarian: Darra Goldstein
Lodge 12-Inch Skillet
Bambu Rounded Spatula
Moroccan Ras El Hanout Spice
William's Sonoma Spoonula
Jacobsen Salt Co. Sea Salt
Sabatino & Co Truffle Salt
Better Than Bouillon No Chicken
Sabatino & Co White Truffle Oil

swag

Dropped in the Pub Fair for a minute today & picked up some books, including Octopus' re-print of CD Wright's 40 Watts, & a Poor Claudia tote to haul it home in.

Advice: get ye the same (use the internet if you are far from The Cleaners)!

"like idk"

Spent a long time yesterday looking at Kate Durbin's tumblr project. I have very complicated feelings about it, but overall I am excited it exists.

So very lady

I did not take this picture, but the taking of it made me want a dslr pretty badly.