Monthly Archives: August 2008

Paper, scissors and a little Mod Podge

Posted on August 31, 2008 by

My entire life, I’ve been obsessed with paper and scissors. I started cutting pictures out of magazines and pasting them on everything — boxes, books, journals, my bedroom walls. I made a book of all things “America” for my Brazilian … Continue reading →

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Summer peppers for a summer cold

Posted on August 27, 2008 by

I stayed home sick today with a summer cold. Those two words should never go together. All I want to do is cuddle up under a fluffy blanket, but I can’t because it’s triple digits out. I wanted to accomplish … Continue reading →

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At the coffeeshop

Posted on August 25, 2008 by

I love long weekends. This one has been especially great because my good friend Sheryl and her daughter, Adelena, are visiting. Sheryl and I became friends and then roommates in Long Beach, when we were both in college. Sheryl stayed … Continue reading →

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Anahata Katkin: A female artist who does it with paper and paint

Posted on August 22, 2008 by

There are so many things I want to write about right now, but because I don’t have the energy, my glasses (to see this screen) or photos uploaded, I’m going to give the “Cliff’s Notes” version. I feel like I’ve … Continue reading →

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Gonna go to Goa

Posted on August 19, 2008 by

There are those people who, when you meet them, change who you are just a little bit. They are rare. Rather refreshing. And I welcome them. Yesterday, while visiting Sansar, an Indian restaurant I’m profiling for work, I met Anselm. … Continue reading →

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The burlap sack runeth over

Posted on August 19, 2008 by

I love everything about summer. A whiff of sunblock. Pastel sunsets. Flip-flops. Mountain drives with the windows rolled down. Homemade ice cream. Dogs diving into sea foam. And lush, overflowing gardens. It’s not just the vegetables I love. I love … Continue reading →

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My secret river

Posted on August 15, 2008 by

Early this week, before I started writing “The Urban Hippie,” I wrote about these amazing boats on my work blog. But because they’re so interesting and unlike anything I’ve ever seen in Stockton, I want to share what I saw … Continue reading →

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