October 31, 2004

Happy Halloween!

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Batman, Canon Digital Rebel

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October 30, 2004

i love this kid

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Liam, Canon Digital Rebel


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October 29, 2004

Photo Friday: Still Life

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Amme, my yoga teacher, Canon 300D

Photo Friday's theme this week is "Still Life."

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October 28, 2004

pink & green

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star lily, Canon 300D

This is the first photo with my beautiful new lens. I am learning that a fixed lens has much better optics! I invested in a portrait lens (85mm) since my great love is portraiture. It creates that wonderful shallow depth of field where the subject is in focus and the background blurs. I look forward to sharing more of my adventures with this guy.

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October 26, 2004

persimmons and Hot Wheels

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persimmons, Canon 300D

I've been hankering for simplicity these days, wanting to clean things out, purge the things I don't use, pare everything down to minimize the chaos in my brain. {I think some people vacuum and it has the same effect, but we have hardwood floors and it's just not that satisfying. I sell my used books and clothes instead.}

I have this idea that if I just clear everything out, it will be like swiffing my brain. And there is so much to swiff in my brain!

There is the chaos of bills to pay, and did Blue Cross overcharge us for those tests? and there are birthdays and lunches and coffee dates and "let's get together soon!" and "why didn't you write back?" There is the chaos of email and voicemail and snailmail and all the people I want to correspond with and how sometimes, with a heavy heart, I have to press delete and let it all go. Delete delete delete.

There are yoga classes, and recipes and letters to write. There are wars and elections and people dying and junkies on the corner and the neighbor's house that got broken into and better locks for the doors. There are babies to make and relationships to better and romantic vacations to have.

It amazes me that we create all of this amazing stuff: friendships, parties, art openings, vacations, work, and then we can feel so oppressed by them. Sometimes I feel like a prisoner of my own making, trapped by own self-made chaos. I get overwhelmed by all of things I've built, even if I love all those things.

It reminds me of a story I read in a book by Rachel Naomi Remen called My Grandfather's Blessings. This little boy that Rachel knew really loved his Hot Wheels car and played with it all the time. Well, all the adults got really excited when a fast food joint was giving away Hot Wheels cars with their Happy Meals. They got this idea that if everyone they knew collected a Hot Wheels car, they could present him with a GI-NORMOUS pile of cars and he would be so happy and thrilled to bits.

But the little boy wasn't happy at all and he sort of paused, looked really sad and overwhelmed and said, "Rachel, there are too many cars to love."

And that's how I feel sometimes, like there are too many things to love and I can't give the proper care to any of them.

Anyone out there feel me?

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October 25, 2004

new colors!

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Sasha in orange, Canon 300D

New colors are in! We have orange and chocolate brown in the long sleeve tees as well as a men's tee {in charcoal} and baby lap tees for baby superheroes.

More words and photos of persimmons to come...

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October 22, 2004

Photo Friday: Statement

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Viola before the wedding, Canon 300D

Photo Friday's theme this week is "Statement." I thought Viola's wedding dress was a beautiful statement of her originality, beauty and lush sea creature-ness. She designed the dress herself with the help of a seamstress.

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And if you live in the Bay Area I would love to see you this Sunday for some early holiday shopping at the Cole Valley Street Fair!

You can be the first to see all the new shirts and briefs {I have added baby lap tees, men's tees, and new colors in the long sleeve women's tees to the t-shirt and boy brief line}

Also, I will be showing with my friend Kyra Brown of the fabulous Booty Boutique (handmade one of a kind belt buckles) and right next to Heather Champ and Derek Powazek and their fine art photo prints!

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Cole Valley Street Festival

Where: Cole St. @ Carl
When: Sunday, October 24th 9am-7pm
What: 50 independent artists and designers selling their wares
for your shopping pleasure

Hope to see you!
andrea


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October 18, 2004

Giant Robot

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flower with webs, Canon 300D

The best costume ever: Giant Robot {via Mark}

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October 15, 2004

Photo Friday: Unexpected

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above the islands, Canon 300D

Photo Friday's theme this week is "Unexpected." This shot is unexpected beauty..

Some sites I have been perusing lately:
I read an article about the amazing MaryJane Butters in the New Yorker this week and she truly inspired me. Start with a virtual tour of the farm.

An awesome company making biodegradable plastic cutlery from wheat. {via Mark}

Squashco's image journal. Look for Preacher Larry, the most incredible shot from our wedding weekend in Virgin Gorda. It is also Sasha's birthday today. Happy birthday Squash!

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October 13, 2004

faithless

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Robin, Blanca, and Humpy Canon 300D

I was at Sabrina Ward Harrison's wonderful reading the other night, a celebration of her new book, Messy Thrilling Life. The setting was intimate, everyone sitting around a campfire in Alameda at the home of my friend and writing teacher Laurie Wagner (who wrote a beautiful forward to the book)

Something Sabrina said that night stuck with me. She said that when it comes to art, she can trust the messes, the mistakes, the wine spilling over the page. Thatís how she knows things are getting interesting. She trusts that it will all come together in the end, that the process looks messy but like a camera lens focusing, it all eventually comes into view. (Her incredible artwork is a testament to this faith)

But we donít have the same kind of faith within our lives. The messes, the worries, the death. They make us afraid and confused and we want to quit or rewind or start fresh. (How many times have we left a relationship, or been tempted to when things started to get messy?)

We have no faith in the in-between. We have no sense that right around the corner is some extraordinary beauty just waiting to be revealed. Sometimes we donít move through our mess for long enough to see how it all fits together.

I know that when I paint, I am fairly controlled at the beginning. Each line is precise, mapping things out, creating a structure for the piece. But there is always a moment when there is tons of paint on the canvas, the colors are mixing this way and that, lines are blurred and tangled and it just doesnít look like itís working. This is the point where my brow furrows, I tell myself I SUCK and consider quitting and doing the laundry instead.

But, if I stick with it, if I am willing to keep at it, something really amazing happens. It is at this very point of things falling apart when I feel like I have nothing to lose, and the preciousness and control flies out the door. In other words, I donít give a fuck anymore.

And thatís when I go for it, and my strokes become more wild and free. I work quickly and from pure instinct, squeezing tubes of yellow ochre and cadmium red and cerulean blue without thinking, moving along with a fierce rhythm.

And then I am really painting and everything else seems like a quaint little warmup for the wild beauty of this phase.

So how do we do this? Have this kind of faith? Trust what is happening now when itís rotten and painful and not at all what we planned?

How do we trust what we didnít plan?

Somebody said, ďLife is what happens when we are making other plans.Ē
I guess we miss out a lot in life. Thatís the cost. We miss out on the gorgeous, textured beauty of a life filled with coffee stains and tears. We miss the possibility of gorgeous, deep, rich color on the other side.

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October 11, 2004

Lost and Found

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Viola & Grant, Canon 300D

The night my friends Viola and Grant left for their wedding in Virgin Gorda, they stopped at our house for dinner on the way to the airport. We ate takeout Thai food, left the house to say goodbye and all stopped abruptly at the car.

In silent disbelief, we stared at the shattered glass on the ground, the empty trunk, the confusion of nothing left. NO!!!!!!!!! Viola shouted and fell to her knees.

Their luggage was gone, {shoes for the wedding, a necklace of her grandmother's, a treasured and expensive pair of binoculars, ALL of their favorite clothing, a laptop computer, the list continues...} All gone.

Grant was quiet. "We have each other," he said.

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And then there was the most beautiful of weddings, a big italian family that flew in from Milano, friends and family from St. Thomas, Amsterdam & San Francisco, rowdy frolics in the swimming pool with cocktails in hand, rich days of celebration strung together.

And then, the night of their wedding, we swam under the moonlight in the warm salty water. We laughed and had bare ass contests to see who was whitest or had the best contrast and buoyancy. We drank bottles of wine tinged with salt water. We howled at the moon and cracked ourselves up.

And then Matt and Grant swam up and I could see they were worried.
I asked Matt, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," he insisted.
"Seriously honey, what's wrong?" I asked again. His eyes looked puffy and bloodshot.
"Grant's wedding ring fell off, he whispered, "It's at the bottom of the ocean."

Lost.

Grant's sister Robin is a jeweler. I wish you could have seen the rings because they are so beautiful...modeled after a pre-columbian design, sea creatures carved into them. Grant's ring had an octopus and Viola's had a jellyfish. {If you knew them, you would understand why these symbols are so beautiful and fitting.} The rings were originals, the mold long since melted and cast away.

The next morning, Viola and Grant grabbed their snorkels and masks and dove down and searched. A swell had come and kicked everything up and it was all different down there, all milky and hazy and new.

Letting go. More letting go.

As Viola finally headed back to the surface, she saw something. A glint of gold, a buried treasure, the ring sitting on a shelf in the coral, as if it had been placed on a nightstand overnight, safe and out of the way of the current.

Magic.

What I am left with though, at the end of this tremendous story, is a whisper of something bigger than all of it, a message hidden in the cracks of coral and rock. It was at the moment of letting go that Viola found the ring, which to me seems the opposite of the running shoes and the resolve and the go-get-em striving we are so accustomed to.

It is the floating and swooshing of water, the being carried, the treasures right under the surface that whisper to me. It is the stopping digging, the letting go and the allowing the octopus to spend one last night tucked away in a rock undersea.


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October 08, 2004

The Baths, Virgin Gorda

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The Baths, Canon 300D

The island was covered in rock formations that made it look prehistoric and gave it a smooth, wild beauty.

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October 07, 2004

Superhero T-shirts and booty briefs

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superhero stretch tank/yoga top, Canon 300D

T-shirts and briefs are finally here!

I asked a friend if I should put the superhero name and bull's eye on the front of the shirt or on the back? He replied, "Definitely on the front. If it's on the back, they won't know I'm a superhero until I'm out the door."

Good point.

Come and get your superhero tees! {all with "superhero" on the front}

They are manufactured by American Apparel
sweatshop free t-shirts made in the USA

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And for those of you in San Francisco I would love to see you this weekend for Open Studios!

FEATURED ARTISTS:
Andrea Scher of Superhero Designs
jewelry & superhero tees

ViaJay Clothing Design {sunday only}
funky, sexy, beautiful one of a kind items for your bod

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October 06, 2004

Blanca & Humpy

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Blanca & Humpy, Canon 300D

Two little highlights of our trip were Blanca & Humpy {pictured above} They found us on our way to the Baths, {a maze of enormous rocks & water with wooden ladders winding throughout} The dogs followed us while play fighting with each other the entire way. We fell in love with them instantly.

When we returned to the villa for the evening's festivities, Blanca and Humpy followed us and were immediately fed pieces of meat and hors d'oeuvres. They appeared at dinnertime each night for the rest of the week, always with an enthusiastic "Blanca! Humpy!" by the crowd.

On Humpy's tag it said:
I wander.
Feed me
Love me
Release me

and we decided that we all need to wear tags like that.

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October 05, 2004

sunset

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sunset at Spring Bay Beach, Canon 300D

And then there's sunset in Virgin Gorda...

"When one tugs at a single thing in nature,
he finds it attached to the rest of the world."
-John Muir

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Virgin Gorda

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Virgin Gorda, British Virgin Islands, Canon 300D

This is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. This is the place where my dear friends Grant & Viola got married this weekend. This is the place where we snorkeled each day and saw parrot fish and jellies and a real live shark. This is the place I let the water take me, where there was no resistance, no concern, no gravity.

This is the place where I let go.

This is the place where vows were exchanged, where there was poetry about sea creatures and love and devotion. This is the place where we cried in the sunshine at the beauty of fierce love and family. This is the place where I remembered how very lucky I am.

This is the place where we swam in the ocean by moonlight, ate beautiful food, danced to disco music and jumped in the swimming pool with our clothes on. This is the place where we celebrated so hard that everything, literally everything fell away...

This is the place where I heard my breath in my ears as I snorkeled {in, out, in, out, a rhythmic meditation} and remembered my body for the first time in a long while. I felt the simple, profound joy of being alive.

We'll see what I can hold and take with me into the city. I've decided that the next time I meditate, I'm going to try wearing earplugs to simulate the sound of the being underwater...

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