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dream apartment // life

via the selby

i'm almost there

"We are all spectators in the casino, placing bets; that's the nature of the collaboration that brings us together, and we can sometimes convince ourselves that having looked is the same as having made, and that the stakes are the same for the ironic spectator and the would-be saint. But they're not. We all make our wagers, and the cumulative lottery builds museums and lecture halls and revisionist biographies. But the artist does more. He bets his life."

- Adam Gopnik, "Van Gogh's Ear," 1.4.10

teenage series

in my stocking with care

i felt really bad this year because two days before christmas (which is usually when I do all my shopping...) i was casted. even my own mother said i looked pathetic hobbling through the mall, trying to navigate the hordes of holiday shoppers who would have knocked me down just as soon as look at me. my point being this: i gave IOU's for Christmas which I haven't done since I was 9 years old. Me being me, i threw a hissy fit on Christmas morning when I got presents I had specifically said I DIDN'T want. I told them ONE!! only one gift!! but they didn't listen.

1) Diana F+ Lomo

2) The Sartorialist Book (which I thought was a particularly cute gift from Mom)

3) Alice Waters' Chez Panisse Cafe Cookbook (for a slice of home)

also...most interactive gift......all the kids got tickets to see MARY POPPINS: THE MUSICAL REVIVAL.