*sweat run sweat
*patience for nothing...everything
*hot chocolate...
pic via epicly laterd

*sorry to have slipped away for a few days...not even sure why...
*peanut butter and jam...a bagel, juice...a room at the ace for the day because my apartment was filled with fumes...long story...it all worked out...

*photo booth with my youngest babe...
*pumpkin muffin (one bite), scrambled eggs and coffee...
*don't know where the time has gone lately...

*early riser...greek yogurt/honey/mango...tea (milk and honey)...


*hang out hang on hang it up...

*rest (look down, close eyes, count to 8), draw (a bird or eyes), play (guitar)


*coconut water...kiwi...rye toast with peanut butter...coffee from grumpy's...
*vivid dreams...a few extra hours makes me feel like I've slept less...not more...
*stars on her knuckles and hearts on his elbows...
*pound the pavement like it's sand...step a bit slower...look a bit closer...

*city bakery coffee...mixed berry scone...crunchy fall air...lick lemons sun

*roll over and out...drive upstate...pet a goat (baby pygmy)...bite a doughnut (apple cinnamon)...talk to the locals...try what they make (eggplant something-rather-with cheese/tomato)...cruise through the apple trees...sit on some hay...listen to a dude playing his guitar (he sings like i whisper)...buy carrots, tomatoes and pickles...get in the car (talking hybrid car that keeps saying "pardon"...reminds me of being in canada)...get lost...get found...go home.


*blue eyes that won't blink...heart beat crushers...love lusherssss...i'm sunk
*making it more difficult than it needs to be...
*sleep while you're awake
*friday friday friday...
-make your way over to 548 west 22nd street (see below for details)
*sunk lock hunk dock funk sock dunk jock punk rock...
*hmmm....
*had a friend over earlier today....we were talking about playing guitars...i need to get mine out and play play play...maybe a little ben kweller...or old old lemonheads...a little something to sing along to...
*she's napping...he's playing...friends came over for a bit...no need to rush around...
*skateboard and little totem pole...love it...peek up on the shelf...
*eyes lips crunch...faces to draw...move the pen...make a mark...
*my eyes haven't seen too much rest recently...sleepy sleepy but keeping it all in perspective...they're only babes for such a short short slip second...zip that's it...period of time...

*time to take out the brushes, paint, paper...mix it up...mess around...
*add some mud salt sun sand to your long wet locks...sweat drip drops...dries in the shade...dark chocolate with almonds...pink scarf from a vintage shop in paris wrapped around my 7 week old babe...ocean eyes...old soul...
*picked up a 6ft foot roll of paper (kinda like the pic above)..draped it on the walls in my son's room...opened a new pack of markers and we drew his dreams from last night...and some trains...and some tracks...and some words (punk rock funk dock hunk sock dunk lock)...
*slow down...no need to rush off here or there...sit...wait...watch...chill...
*hang out...walk around the city....with 12 plus pounds (of pure sweetness) strapped to my chest and another 30ish pounds (of three year old love) in the stroller....it's no surprise that my pisces fish feet (makes sense i promise) are kind of screaming/flopping by the end of the day...non stop move move move

*feelin the luvvvvv...
*snappppp...when i was 37 weeks pregnant i did a shoot with the oh so talented cara bloch...to read more about her check out this recent interview from akrylic...she rocks...and shoots a lot of rockers...take a peek at folks like kanye west and jane's addiction on her website...