Friday, February 22, 2008

off the charts

Last week, I started a "water media" class at the art center nearby. For our first assignment, we were to work with 6 shades of gouache and create a convenient, easy-to-use color chart. Predictably, I got home and decided to work with 18 shades of gouache and create a ridiculous, cumbersome color chart.

color chart

As usual, something that should have been a relatively quick and easy task has morphed into a time- and labor-intensive ordeal. I'm not complaining. In fact I like it this way. I've suddenly found hours to spend drinking espresso and indulging my latent inner tortured artist.

This mindless task has given me a lot to think about--namely the totally unpredictable results of color combinations. The more time I spend staring at this masterpiece of organization, the more bizarre my color theories become. I think that there's more to this than light and dark values, complements and intermediates. There is something like a color's assertiveness.

I have also been thinking about Victoria Finlay's Color: a Natural History of the Palette. I don't think that the author emphasizes it enough, but what is "interesting" about these color histories is that they are so irrelevant now. I could go to any supply store and buy "cadmium yellow" in virtually any medium and feel relatively certain that it would look the same as any other cadmium yellow at any other supply store. Color, which was once governed by politics, nature, economics etc has become so standardized that it actually seems worthwhile for me to spend hours meticulously painting color swatches.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

there are worse things than being too busy

I am trying to make this blog a record of my happy creative little home life: what I'm making, what I'm doing, what I'm baking, what I'm reading. Like I always say, I like to think of myself as a housewife, except I'm a) never at home and b) not a wife. But I don't think that precludes me from being a homemaker.

Since I am an intern architect, I could probably meditate for hours on what it means to be a "homemaker" vs an "intern architect", the meaning of "dwelling" etc. But instead I will share this snapshot with you.

my disaster area

What a friggin mess. The past few weeks I have not been able to get out from under this harried feeling that I will never find enough time to knit, sew, read, bake, cook, bellydance, draw, design, blog... but after the past two weekends I have realized that there are much worse things than having an overactive, creative and curious mind.

working hard

our creations

Sure, I can never get it all done. But imagine if I didn't try. There are really much worse things in life than having too much fun.

Thursday, February 7, 2008


If you happen to be a short and robust individual such as myself, then you will probably believe me when i say that it is impossible to find pants that really really fit. This leaves you in the awkward position of hemming your own pants. In some cases, this is perfectly acceptable and frankly no one is the wiser.

Jeans, however, are a special challenge. You paid good money for all that distressing and stonewashing! A homemade hem just looks stupid!

Luckily I have finally had a major revelation. You don't want to do a hem, you want to do a seam between the original hem and the leg. I swear it didn't take much more time, and the results are infinitely better.