My friend Nia makes beautiful collage like artwork out of vintage tins and tin type photographs and other stuff. I own two pieces of her work (this is one of them, he’s the Patron Saint of Bees) and bought a small one for my mom as a Hannukah gift. Her work is getting more and …
I turned 50 in January and slid in to 2014 not particularly feeling my age — that seems like the best one could ask for from what is meant to be such a significant birthday. Kurt Vonnegut wrote about turning 50 in Breakfast of Champions; he described it as crossing the peak of a roof …
Left: Fern Ridge reservoir, drained for winter. Right: Mural in Springfield.
“Are you going to Africa?” the driver asked as I sat down in my taxi to the Seattle airport. Were my REI conversion pants were a giveaway? “Yes,” I told him, “I’m headed to Tanzania.” “I knew it! When you got in the cab I was immediately happy,” he shouted. As a college student in …
Heads up. Major media wonk stuff ahead. Get out while you still can. Look over here for something shiny that has nothing to do with blogging. On November 11th, I posted the following to my Facebook page: Yesterday I was in a meeting with the social media consultant for a new client (NOT in travel) …
Every time the season appears, I think, “Oh, no, that’s not how you do Krampus!” It’s an odd thing that a suburban Jewish girl should have such opinions about a pagan/Christian Austrian tradition, but there you have it. I originally wrote this piece for Gadling. I have a photo, printed from film, old school … …