africa part i

i was looking for my sister and brother in the amsterdam airport. knowing they were looking for me, too, made me feel like they were everywhere. it had been 9 months since i’d seen them. too long for any of us… first i spotted walker, tall and bear-like as he is, it wasn’t too hard…

story / wet footprints

She left wet footprints with all 5 toes through her wet pink socks. By the next station the prints had disappeared. Dried right into nothing, the stained matte surface of the metro floor. She wore a purple sweatshirt and sweatpants. Her face was soft and doughy. He held her so closely, the boy next to…

travel photos / santa luzia

OK, last Portugal post, I promise – until next time ! It’s just that I developed these rolls of film over about 6 months..

poetry / montreuil, two facing restaurants

Saturday, Montreuil. Shimmering sleep drenched people in wicker chairs face each other across morning lit tables, They come into focus slowly. The man and woman behind glowing ceramic cups. Tobacco smoke floats between them stories of neither here nor there expanding, lingering and finally dissipating. Lips are puffy with language unfurling rolled back and forth,…

Travel Poetry : Chez Christine

Travel poetry from Southern Portugal orangerie… A bird hoos like a daylight owl while the wild clicking of cicadas build in blankets of sound then settle back into the hum of the trees. A gentle wind chime. Rooster next door. Someone slipping quietly into the salt water pool, head above water. Purple flowers over the…

southern portugal travel guide – where to stay

Welcome to the most beautiful bed and breakfast in Portugal, right outside teh tiny seaside village of Santa Luzia, along the Algarve coast of Portugal… close to the village, lagoon and beaches. Although, it’s hard to leave the B&B in the morning.

travel photos / portugal

Paul and I have been back from Portugal for a few weeks and I’ve been on the move in Normandy and on trains almost every other day, working on a new business project and getting ready for Africa tomorrow! This trip has been long-awaited in my family. I can’t remember a time my parents haven’t…

coffee break art / wild + sea-eyed

My friend and LA based artist Drea DiPrete just launched her website and design gallery. Her eye for color and objects is so beautiful. Check it out here.

travel photos france : the golden islands

Becoming the source of all my favorite film photos that I’ve taken… Would love to make a little book of this place with poetry and photos. See the previous post, accompanied by more photos and travel writing of this place here. Heading to Africa (Tanzania) next week and cannot wait to bring back film photos…

daily life france : a tiny town in normandy

Moving to France almost 2 years ago – time goes where…? – was an exhilarating transition in terms of well, France, changing countries and languages, a new relationship with an old love and the many great unknowns. It was also a really big step for me, even at the outset as I’m a family girl….

short story : chateau and an old dog

With time, things fall apart from the outside sometimes more quickly than the inside. The dog had gone down with the chateau, I thought, too magnificent to be turned out, but disappearing slowly back into the landscape without the hands to care for her.

travel photos france : a quiet cove on giens peninsula

The tiny calanques from a few weeks ago when I stole off to the south with my friend Chloe… On this stone beach, we are a blue sarong and a yellow striped towel. Boulders break our cove into a few chambers for bathers – a bit of shade, some privacy and the illusion of being alone…

travel photos france : porquerolles 2016

We biked across the island as the slow burn of summer descended onto our shoulders in healthy fits of heat. Rolling out of the underbrush over stunning cliffs and magnanimous blue made my heart sweep away into a nostalgia for something I’d never quite known, yet could almost remember.. something about sweating it out above…

travel photos france : porquerolles roll 1 2016

My third annual trip to the golden isle of Porquerolles in southern France along the Cote d’Azur. I call it Godard’s Island because I found it via one of my favorite films – Pierrot Le Fou. I was tromping around southern France with my sister and trying to find the physical location of an image…

short story : dream sequence

On the back of a big horse, I rode through my hometown – magnified and condensed and honeycombed by dream. The horse had no saddle just a rope and halter and I slipped across the warm breadth of his back uncertainly, even as he walked steadfast through the streets. We climbed stairs to a garden,…

short story : midnight wander

The suddenly beautiful night photo courtesy of quentin de briey, taken in paris. I could never describe it accurately which might be why I want to try. Only that my eyes told me my body was too tired, floating before I knew any better. I took the path of least resistance and retreated inside the…

daily life : normandy

A glimpse of a trip to Normandy where I followed around an author and (REAL) blogger who I just adore. More to come on our budding friendship and working relationship… she let me stay at her home in the guest cottage, visit studios and workshops with her and play with her dogs. When I’m out…

daily life paris : shopping

The beginning of working freelance fashion in Paris was a series of shop visits where I got to know the local terrain in terms of what is happening on the level I most enjoy – independent, upcoming and doing things with honesty and joy. Meet my favorites so far: Atelier Couronnes Mimilamour: Cafe Smorgas &…

short story : italian women in pietrasanta

In Pietrasanta, where even the skate park is made of marble. It’s overcast which seems to make the statues come to life in an extra gradient of dimension. The immense heads lying bereft in the square. The broken angels in a tarnished blue look lifted from the sea floor. I sit in a cafe on…

poetry : children , italian coast

I realize N’s little naked body is too much for the sun chairs where we’re camped out once we come back from the sea. Although I must say their two little sand-covered bodies following me back to the shade – I’ve almost never loved them more. They look like childhood in these moments. Wild and unfettered. Like…

daily life : paris berbere

I’ve been watching this collection grow on Instagram and swooning over the colors, textures and patterns. I truly can’t decide if I love the brights or the neutrals better. Each rug is handmade from Morocco, by Berbere women using ancient techniques. The woven and knotted wool are distinct for asymmetry and creative liberty in design….

daily life : pnw & my parents in retrospect

In the Pacific Northwest the blues are melting into the mountains and clouds and sea and the cold is coming in through seams and jacket collars. I took a walk with my parents on the coast at Kalaloch the day before 2016 began and I loved how they looked in the sun, their shoes sinking…

travel photos france : bordeaux

Spent the weekend in Bordeaux with Paul’s childhood friend Benoit et his lovely wife Sara. I posted a few pictures a while back of their wedding in Biarritz which knocked my socks off. For Ben’s birthday we trekked out to the coast near Cap Ferret for world-famous oysters, mussels and some pretty spectacular dunes. The…

daily life : singapore and a new direction

I’m posting these photos way after the fact, but since arriving back in France from holiday in the US it’s been a whirlwind new lifestyle with a French brand that I’ve started working with as ecommerce and customer acquisition mgr. Problem-solving makes me buzz and launches make me feel like somewhat of an athlete in my…

daily life paris : press office

Well, I went from the 5 mini boulots to 1 big boulot in about a week flat. Was contacted over holiday in Port Townsend with somewhat of a dreamy offer to work for a young, techie fashion company I’ve had my eye on for some time, and by the time I landed back in Paris,…

op-ed : my night in paris 11/13

I’m going to start by stating the most immediate and obvious thing: I am lucky. I wasn’t hurt in the terrorist attacks in Paris 11/13/15. No one I know intimately was hurt or killed. I wanted to write about my experience, albeit a quiet and very fortunate one because I learned something important. I was coming…

travel photos france : cassis no. 1

When one of your longest standing friends from childhood shows up in Paris and wants to go on a girl trip to Cassis, you say yes. And yes and yes. Tobin is one of my favorite people in the whole world. She’s a soulful friend and consistently teaches me about living life at your own pace….

daily life france : biarritz wedding

I had been looking forward to the Biarritz Wedding for months, since the invitations arrived in the form of large pink & white concert tickets. Both Benoit and Sarah, the couple, work for a reggae music label and come from Basque country. Paul grew up with Ben and the Biarritz wedding marked a trip down…

daily life paris : les amis

I was lucky when I first moved to Paris and a friend of a friend said you need to meet this barista who is also from Seattle. And I met the barista and I went to her coffee shop a few times a week with my French homework. And also at the coffee bar was…

travel photos france : porquerolles

A lot of these photos (the first analogue photos I’ve developed since I was a teenager), have ended up in different places. They went on my Facebook, my Instagram, my old business blog, my old business Instagram. And there’s a part of me that wants to consolidate just my favorites here because A. I love…

daily life paris : starting over

You have to start somewhere when you’re starting over and I chose Paris. It’s a long story but the highlights are that I came here for the first time to live almost a year ago, I fell in love, I had massive visa troubles, I moved back to the Pacific Northwest for a few months……