All artwork at Lovely. Please contact Liz Shaw.
This is for my friend, Maili. Her blog is The Maili Files. She’s a wonderful chef and writer. She loves cabbages.
It would be Lovely to see you at Lovely! XO, V
“Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke
Dunga Brook Diary Available Iphoneography Infused Metal Plates Float Mounted, Ready To Hang 8×8″, $120 contact: email@example.com Art comes into being in that abstract interval between a thought and reality, and no one – not even the artist who created it – can remeasure the influences that caused it.” (Edgar A. Payne) “One of myContinue reading “Dunga Brook Diary, The Online Exhibition”
For D. D.k. Crawford…the story of Chevy’s return home. Chevy disappeared this past Thursday as I was walking him, I had dropped his leash for a minute to look for my grandmother’s ring, which was refashioned from my grandfather’s platinum and diamond hat pin (he was a dandy back in the day), the ring hadContinue reading “Oh my god, I love this guy…”
“…Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve anContinue reading “Home Is Where The Herman Hesse Quote Is”
Because I did something crazy (bought a house sight unseen from a post on Facebook and gave up my career and my 25 years of LA memories and connections to move to the middle of nowhere), because in order not to go crazy within the crazy of this move I started taking pictures with myContinue reading “Because I did something Crazy…”
The Summer Day Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean— the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up andContinue reading ““Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?””