March 16, 2015

Austin Adventures T-Minus 48 HOURS

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I’m going back to Austin! Before my road trip in October I had hardly traveled anywhere out of California in my adult life. Except for mini road trips to Arizona and Nevada. My trip to New York last summer was the first time I bought a plane ticket as an adult. Not my first time on a plane, but the first time I looked at a flight schedule to figure out pricing and what worked best for me. Anyways, Bowerbird is playing SXSW and it’s one of those experiences I want to share with him. A craziness I could experience firsthand and not just through road stories. So with a little encouragement and the help of a credit card, I booked my flight to Austin. Bonus, I have friends in Austin, friends flying out to Austin, and Under the Radar throws their own party (former intern). SIDENOTE: I suddenly I have the urge to watch LOSER.

I fly out on Wednesday, just as the music portion of SXSW kicks off. When Bowerbird and I went to Austin on our road trip we felt like we didn’t have enough time to explore. The city seemed to be overflowing with good food, adorable window shopping, and of course great music venues. It will be nice to get ROUND TWO in. I’ve been using the one music venue we went to, Cheer Up Charlies, as a point of reference in figuring out the distance of my hotel to where Bowerbird will be playing and the rest of the SXSW madness. p.s. Bowerbird’s band Flaamingos will be playing a showcase at Hotel Vegas presented by Levitation.

Flaamingos SXSW

AUSTIN HIGHLIGHTS FROM OCTOBER 2014:

Cheer Up Charlies – is an eclectic space, a colorful music venue with a back patio that seems to be carved out of a rock. We totally ended up with an epic Cracker Jack box prize when we went there, as Ted the Block, a side project of musician Winston Goertz-Giffen happened to be playing. Ted the Block is totally weird in a hypnotizing way. He and his girlfriend were also road-tripping, and we made instant friends with this set of creatives. We later met up with them in Marfa, total coincidence so more on that later.

cheerup charlies

FLASHBACK – a vintage clothing store. It’s inside a purple house, and we wandered in while waiting to meet up for lunch with a friend nearby. Being from LA and in a new town, we tended to be extremely early to places.  The clothing and merchandise weaved throughout the rooms of the house. Flashback had really amazing finds I had to fall in-love with and walk away from, like dresses fit for June Carter Cash. I wanted them all.

Flashback Vintage Clothing

MICKLETHWAIT BBQ – One of the well-known and highly recommended BBQ establishments in Austin. It’s a trailer with a smoker next to it! We weren’t very aggressive when it came to the BBQ game in Austin, so we really lucked out in getting some BBQ at Micklethwait. We had gone around 5:00pm for an early dinner, and were met with a sign that read SOLD OUT till 7:30pm.  Later we found out the only reason they had any meat for dinner was because they were hosting a movie night.  We camped out in their parking lot for a few hours patiently waiting.  But the wait was totally worth it! Especially for Bowerbird as he can’t eat anything with refined or added sugar. While on the trip Bowerbird had to miss out on Memphis BBQ, and we avoided most Southern BBQ places because 99% of them use sugar in their rubs or sauces. But Micklethwait rub was all spice and flavor!

Micklethwait Craft Meats BBQ

This time around, I really want to get a picture with the Hi, How Are You alien aka the Daniel Johnston mural. We drove by it in October, but forgot to go back for a photo-op. This time I’m sure there will be a line of tourist trying to snap their picture with the iconic wall. I used to intern at a gallery that at one point represented Daniel Johnston, and there were tons of photocopies of Daniel Johnston drawings in boxes, random boxes. I wish I would have nabbed some – I’m sure no one would have noticed. It was a strange place. Guess I can keep the karma points. Plus, I should just buy a t-shirt and help support Daniel.

I’ll be vlogging, instagraming, blogging (maybe) – we all know how blogging and traveling works for me, and tweeting. So hope you enjoy exploring Austin with me.

March 2, 2015

Mixtape Monday : Anglophile

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It rained and poured last night, but the sun is shining bright this morning! I decided to start a Mixtape Monday series last Friday as the gloomy clouds were filling the sky. Influenced by the weather and my recent education in finding out what an Anglophile is, I created my English hit list. Personally, I’m a Francophile, but I went where the music was taking me.

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out – The Smiths // I Wanna Be Adored – The Stones Roses // Rip It Up – Orange Juice // Peek-A-Boo – Siouxsie and The Banshees // Sunlight Bathed The Golden Glow – Felt // Let’s Make Some Plans – Close Lobster // Age of Consent – New Order // The Killing Moon – Echo And The Bunnymen

February 23, 2015

Birthday Adventure to Salvation Mountain

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I’ve been craving a 6 hour drive. I miss the road and beautiful blue skies. But a long road trip isn’t in the picture for a while, so Bowerbird and I had talked about going on a day trip for my birthday. It fell on a Wednesday of a relatively slow week, and I wouldn’t feel incredibly guilty taking the day off. So San Diego and Santa Barbara were thrown around as ideas, but when Salvation Mountain popped in my head, I knew that was the perfect adventure. We’ve been there before, it’s how I discovered Bowerbird has an aversion to the sun. Yes, I’ve fallen in love with a vampire. But it had been a while, and with the passing of Leonard Knight last year, I was curious as to how the mountain had been kept up.

I felt like a kid going to Disneyland on the eve of my birthday, and woke up to four cupcakes from my favorite cupcakery Frosted. Bowerbird seriously is the best boyfriend, he surprised me with a cupcake in bed. We quickly got ready for the day and headed to Palm Springs for food at our favorite place out there, Lulu’s. Sadly we missed the breakfast menu. They serve the best salmon eggs benedict, we’ve ever had. Instead we opted for other pescetarian fair, and enjoyed a tuna tower that was phenomenal and scallop and shrimp pizza.  Our meal is documented in my birthday vlog, along with other sites from the day.

After lunch we headed further into no man’s land. Stopping at what feels like the last gas station before Niland for a bathroom break, Bowerbird and I exited the car to be complimented by some other twenty-something’s. Bowerbird in his red doc martins got mad respect, and together we were dubbed a very stylish couple. We later saw our gas stations friends at Salvation Mountain, and acknowledge nods were shared.

We had managed to get to Salvation Mountain before a slew of people and explored on our own. I love being the only ones at a place, it feels more special. Ever since I was a child, I felt a lot of comfort in being alone. Exploring by myself. The world turns into the secret garden and I’m Mary. Bowerbird and I have said we are two loners who found each other – it’s pretty romantic.  The mountain was beautiful! The colors were brilliant and people have really kept the mountain up since Leonard, the man who built the mountain, passed. A Salvation Mountain host, a young girl, began to tell the tale of Leonard to a few men who had stopped by with a chip on their shoulder. Heading into the desert to see Salvation Mountain, seems to be a trendy thing to do, but I find it to be inspiring. I look at the work of this man, what he created to connect people and share his message or god’s message of love, and it moves me deeply. What better way to celebrate my birthday, then to visit a place that makes me feel alive.

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Create * Explore * Love * Live

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February 22, 2015

FEBRUARY : dogs & jobs & birthdays

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How is it the last weekend in February?  Given February is a short month, the weeks and days really flew by. Since my last post I have yet to get my new blog set up. Did you know designing a new blog is hard!? Especially when you’re a mild design snob that doesn’t want to look like everyone else. I also spent the little “free” time I did have working on my professional website instead. I felt that was the responsible priority. Fortunately I did make a lot of progress, and it’s very close to being completed. Still need to make some minor tweaks and fill up my career highlights, but it can be green sometime in March. Can’t wait till I don’t have to include, “the website is still in development” when I hand people my card.

So what did this month look like for me? It’s Bowerbird and I’s birthday month. My birthday is the fourth of February, and we went on a day adventure to Salvation Mountain to celebrate, which I’ll post about by the end of the day. (Setting goals) Then the very next day after my birthday I found a stray dog in front of my house, fast forward a week and we adopted the dog. I told Bowerbird I got him the gift of unconditional love for Valentine’s Day. Finding Louloo (pronounced : loo – loo) and adopting her is a soap opera worthy tale as well.

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I added a new client to the roster. A fantastic cosmetic line, I’m really excited to be working with and I’ve been signed on to help Thinkspace more. My day-to-day is completely unpredictable. Sometimes it feels like projects fall from the sky, and it’s just a matter of be figuring out when and how fast I can turn them around. This week I found myself enjoying the time spent in traffic, as it was designated time away from a computer. But then most of that driving was for work. I had the pleasure of picking up water from Jim Hensen studio for one of my clients. Driving through those iron gates with Kermit above my head in a top hat was magical. If I’d planned it better, I would have queued up a song to play.

Yet that same day I managed to squeeze in a quick hang out with a bud who recently moved to Los Angeles. As we went to grab coffee I was sent the request to pick up another beverage that was going to sponsor an event later that evening, fortunately my pal was up for the adventure. He also did all the heavy lifting.

I used to never use my phone calendar, but I now have too. It’s the only way to make sure I’m not dropping the ball on a friend, a client, a family member. Hey Mom, I finally learned how to juggle! So far I’m loving this year, although I’m ending the night a little brain dead, I feel that electric hum that charges great moments in life. Thanks for coming on the adventure with me

January 28, 2015

BLAME MERCURY – I’ll be back!

I’m calling it – I think I’ve lost my mind, but I’m happy.

As of January 21, Mercury has been in retrograde. What does that mean? Mercury is crossing between the sun and our planet, and it will be messing with the fine people of Earth. Communication is down, and whatever will go wrong does. So why do I think I’ve lost my mind? I’ve decided to move my blog from wordpress.com to wordpress.org during this period. I’ve made a choice to do this during a very frustrating time of the year. Mercury has already affected my life in frustrating ways, I’m not immune to its wonky powers. But knowing it’s not my fault has helped me to stay level-headed. Here is a snapshot of what I have Mercury to blame.

FRIDAY, JANUARY 23:

Mid-morning I opened a newly purchased trip-pod from Best Buy and discovered it was broken. I then returned it and purchased a new one from Walmart, but my order was sent to the wrong store, so I had to cancel and reorder. Later that afternoon when I was in line to pick up my order I missed an important call, along with getting instructions for work. Then when I got home my key broke off in the front door, BROKE OFF IN THE DOOR. We called our general contractor to help out the situation, all while working from my phone. Later I go to film a video with the new tripod, and it was just a disaster. See below video.

Nothing terrible happened on Friday, but then nothing was easy. Let’s move to Saturday.

SATURDAY, JANUARY 24:

I get on my computer at 9:00 am and all is fine, until 10:00 am when it totally crashes. Won’t turn on. I call my IT guy, he isn’t available. I film the video I wanted to film Friday, and my camera battery dies right before I totally finish. I still haven’t watched the footage yet. Then I yelp and find a new IT guy to try out, and drop my computer off to him. Come home, still need to finish my work. Jump on another computer and realize my work account doesn’t have access to a certain part of the website to finish a project. Then I start sending out emails, and my email keeps crashing. I end up getting it all done, and 4 hours after dropping off my computer pick it up and the price is friendly- yay! Once again nothing tragic happened, and looking at the silver lining of finding a backup IT guy things are great, but it was a difficult day.

Blame Mercury Taylor Swift

Now as we are still in retrograde, because it doesn’t finish until February 11, I’ve set a personal goal to get my website and by new blog set up by February 14. Refinery 29 says this is a great time to set intentions and make plans. I don’t have time to wait till February 11, to start working on things, I need to do it now. So please wish me good luck. I won’t be posting again until the switch has been made, which should just be a week or two.

If you came here because of Fit & Awesome welcome! I have lots of stories so please poke around. And if there is any craziness going in your life right now, just blame mercury.

January 25, 2015

KY : The Bourbon Trail – MAKER’S MARK

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I’m playing Ryan Adams to get me in a Kentucky mindset, and I have to share the somber cloud that hovers over my heart. It was recently announced Mandy Moore and Ryan Adams are getting a divorce. They were my favorite celebrity couple, even more than Brad and Angelina, and I just thought they could make it work. Now with 5 years of marriage being thrown into the celebrity wind, I have to take a moment for over-dramatic mournful silence.

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Now back to the bourbon trail. While driving down the bourbon trail we saw large square buildings with windows, scattered across rolling hills. If a corporate building and a country barn had a baby, it would be these boxes.  They reminded me of something out of a horror movie, where all the zombie are kept or is storage for twisted experiments. Now the sky was cloudy and gray that day, and since I’m fairly morbid my imagination got a little carried away. In actuality, they are rack houses, where the bourbon goes to age and rest. So I guess technically it is storing an experiment – in awesome flavor!

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We made the last Maker’s Mark tour and were the first to purchase our tickets. Letting us have that magical alone time the early bird gets to savor. The waiting house is a real Disney style attraction, with talking picture reciting the history of Maker’s Mark and a replica kitchen showing how Margie Samuels, the wife of T. Williams Samuels came up with the signature Maker’s Mark bottle. Margie was a marketing master and designed the Maker Mark’s bottle inspired by the unique shapes of cognac bottles. She wanted Maker’s to be distinctively different from the other bourbons on the market. It was also her idea to have the distillery painted black, as she was tired of it always looking dirty.  See there is a naturally occurring fungus that grows around distilleries called, Baudoinia Compniacensis, and it turns trees and objects black. Margie was annoyed with fighting the fungus so she painted the buildings black with red trim, and her branded esthetics has lasted through the decades.  Oh yeah, the distillery you tour is the same one that produced the first bottle of Makers in the 1950’s, how cool is that!!!

Makers Mark Kitchen

Makers Mark Distillery

Of course, there have been upgrades, like the beautiful copper distillers. But the room which ferments the sour mash was totally vintage. We got to poke our finger into the brew, which looked like captain crunch and tasted like sweet watery white bread. We also got to take home our own Maker’s Mark label, made on the same printing press from their early days. These kinds of true to tradition touches gave the distillery real charm. Honestly, I’ve never been a big fan of Maker’s Mark. I enjoy rye bourbons, and I found out they don’t use any rye in their recipe. Just corn sour mash and red winter wheat. So the tasting was a little underwhelming to me, but still very enjoyable.

Makers Mark Distillers

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We found out there is an ambassador program you can join, where they mark a barrel of bourbon with your name on it, and in 7 years you can purchase ‘your’ bourbon. I was so excited about this program, I told Bowerbird that I would need to plan my ovaries around the ambassador program, because I wouldn’t want to be pregnant when our bourbon was ready. I also said this out loud, and one of the other gentlemen on the tour remarked it was the best statement he’s ever heard.  What can I say, I love bourbon.

The coolest thing, about bringing home a bottle of Maker’s Mark from the distillery, is that you can dip it in the hot wax yourself. This was our epic road trip across the country, so we had to experience a dipped bottle. I was nice and let Bowerbird be the dipper, and the second it was cooled and handed to us I tried to carve the date into the wax, but it was too solid. Unfortunately, there was too many liabilities when it came to carving the wax when it was still hot. I hid a few of my road trip postcards in the gift shop too, and was tweeted on the road a week later from a fella who found it in a feminist book. Getting tweets while on the road was so cool. I still wonder about the postcards floating out there.

dipping makers mark in red wax

It was a bummer we were unable to go to any additional distilleries. Bowerbird was really looking forward to Four Roses, but we both agreed Maker’s Mark was worth it. We had been told it was a must see distillery, and for not even liking Maker’s that much, I absolutely loved my experience there. The bourbon trail hands out these passports you can get stamped at all the distilleries, new life goal is to get it filled. Bulleit distillery, you’re next on my list.

cute couple at maker's mark

January 19, 2015

Littletopia at Bob Baker’s Marionette Theater

bob bakers marionette theater Saturday night I faced my irrational fear of puppets in order to be a part of one of the greatest art parties thus far in 2015. A gathering of the best artist and gallery owners in the post-contemporary low brow art movement (aka Littletopia at the LA Art Show), coordinated by Greg Escalante, we gathered at Bob Baker Marionette Theater. My invite came from Thinkspace Gallery of course, and at first I turned down the invite because I had another party to go to that night. Using my other RSVP as a nice way to get out of seeing marionettes. It’s not that I think marionettes are lame or not a good form of entertainment, I actually get physically uncomfortable in the presence of animated dolls. Andrew from Thinkspace told me I’d really be missing out and to attend my other party late, and being one that actively avoids FOMO – I made myself go. Bob Baker’s Marionette Theater is on the outskirts of Downtown LA and a stone’s throw away from Echo Park. It had a string of Christmas lights and a garland tree set up out front, still strong in the holiday spirit. Walking in, the ‘party room’ was already packed with gallery owners from Roq La Rue, Red Truck Gallery, Gauntlet, Spoke Art,  and Copro. There was a lot of familiar faces, and those I didn’t know. A few of the artists I recognized included; Natalia Fabia, Lola, Adam Wallacavage, Travis Louis, Brian Viveros, and Casey Weldon. There was a handful of other artist there to, who if they wore a sticker of their work instead of a ‘hello my name is…’ I’d know them too.  Oh yeah Chet Zar was there as well, and everyone was merrily enjoying Two Boots pizza. I might just sound like a total name dropper right now, and that’s ok cause it’s exactly what I’m doing. Saving the best for last, the most honored guest, in a burgundy velvet suit – Mark Ryden was in attendance. The show that was put on was Bob Baker’s Nutcracker. It started with rainbow marionettes, who’s eyes blinked and when they started dancing in a circle I was thoroughly creeped out. I sat safely in the second row, with people protecting me from puppet interaction. The marionettes played with the audience, and Clara the puppet even jumped on Mark Ryden. A queen of candies and cake happily sat upon the lap of Casey Wheldon. They weren’t all nightmare inducing, sparkly sugar plum fairies and pretty flowers who danced the waltz provided a break from my constant humming anxiety. It was a fantastic night to be a part of, and the old 1950’s record with the voices, narration, and music of the show provided another level of delight. When the ‘Tea’ portion of the Nutcracker came on, and the oriental puppets with their incredibly non-pc costumes danced the floor, complete with “ching chong” dialogue; its offensiveness and nostalgia for another time added to the shows unique flavor. rainbow marionettes I never thought I’d say I was happy to have gone to a marionette show, but I’m absolutely thrilled to have seen this performance. I have this philosophy that if you’re not uncomfortable you aren’t growing. Facing fears, and pushing your boundaries are not easy. Sure it might just be an irrational fear of dolls and puppets. But I was about to let my fear keep me from experiencing a night surrounded by such creative and artistic talent. I would have really let myself down. I’m just thankful to Andrew for not letting me say no, it’s another reminder to keep saying yes to life!

January 10, 2015

Dream Week in Review : I

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First official week of 2015 is over! People everywhere begrudgingly went back to work. Others wrote down their goals and jumped straight into resolution mode*. Inspirational quotes and fitness boards popped up all over pinterest. Don’t you just love pinterest? It’s the perfect place to create an idealized world using other people’s beautiful photography skills. Create your dream home, dream wardrobe, dream life with out spending a dime just some of your time. I personally pin at breakfast and thought this year I’d do posts covering my week, but using idealized imagery from Pinterest. Cause at heart I’m a curator, and this takes way less time then coordinating artists.

1) Gorgeous Jar Terrariums hang in front of the window of a beautiful loft space | This week I cleaned out 4 new candle containers. I love burning candles, but what is more satisfying is cleaning the glass jars to then use for organization around my home. One repurposed candle container is used to water fresh basil. Smaller candles jars, now house bobby pins and sample perfume bottles. I also cleaned out an empty honey jar, and now instead of having a junk drawer I have a junk jar. In 6 months if I don’t use anything in the junk jar, I’m emptying it out and tossing it.

2) Jean Seberg adorable pixie – the american actress who inspired french films. | I’ve buckled down and committed to studying french daily. For years I’ve said I’d love to know french, and for a while I played all my favorite films in french figuring I’d learn it through osmosis. That didn’t really work. But with duolingo, I practice in the morning and before bed. my accent is terrible, so I’m back to watching movies in french. Last night I watched 500 Days of Summer in French with English subtitles; the narrators voice isn’t nearly as whimsical in french. My pixie cut also needs a trim – desperately.

3) Illustration – unknown artists – girl sick with flowers. | I got a cold this week that peaked yesterday. Sadly working freelance and getting sick do NOT go hand in hand. When I’m sick I can’t focus. My thoughts are jumbled. Dayquil and black coffee are my saviors. So tomorrow I need to start/finish work that should have been done Friday, but my brain just wasn’t there. My only focus was getting up that love letter.

4) Freidasophie Jewelry - Ring | I’ve decided to be a ring girl this year. I love how rings look on other people, but have never worn them myself. I’ve been more of a necklace or earring person. But this year it changes. I bought a bunch of cheap rings from Icing after christmas and have worn them all week. I feel fancier when I type.

5) Black UnicornWish I knew who took this photo, it’s absolutely stunning. Editing the young adult book resumed this week. Officially half way through it now, fingers crossed it’s done by February. It’s not only magical, but this whole week the universe has been showing me I’m on the right path. Even if it doesn’t make sense, or seem real now – it will be.

*I’m one of those people

January 10, 2015

Love Letter to Thinkspace Gallery

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Thinkspace is celebrating their 10 year anniversary tomorrow, January 10, with the opening of ‘La Familia’ and I felt this was the perfect time to share my undying love for this gallery.  Here is my love letter with a personal backstory…

I had studied for 7 years to be a professional actress, and in the fall of 2007 I decided it wasn’t the path for me. This realization came when an ex-boyfriend of mine was signing up for art classes in college, and I was jealous of him because I had to sign up for another theater class. It was painful to accept that I didn’t want to be an actress. I graduated from High School early for acting, it was all I knew. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do, except I loved art and writing.  I felt more comfortable at art openings, than I did at film festivals. So I got a gallery internship after not signing up for my regular acting class, and started working at 01 Gallery.

The first Thinkspace opening I ever went to was Sarah Joncas and Camilla d’Errico in January 2008. This was a month after I decided to no longer pursue acting. As I drove away from the show, staring at the illuminated painted install shining out from the front window, I told my friend, “that’s the kind of gallery I want to be a part of.” I started my internship with 01 Gallery the following week, and was with them for 7 months before I knew it was time to move on. It was a Thursday when I sent out my resume to galleries around Los Angeles looking for a new internship; Monkey King, Gallery 1988, CoproNason to name a few. When it came down to Thinkspace, my dream gallery, I decided to call them instead. I think a part of me figured getting rejected immediately from them, would be easier than the torture of waiting for an email response.

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LC, one of the owners of Thinkspace, picked up the phone and I nervously asked if they were looking for interns. He said he was looking for an assistant and if I could come in that day. I agreed, and jumped in the shower to be a presentable human being. I remember it wasn’t a convenient time for me, but when your dream gallery ask you to come in, you don’t say no.  We chatted, and by the end of the conversation LC told me he was going on a tour for a month, but when he got back we’d get started. I quit my internship with 01 Gallery, and a month later returned to Thinkspace to get started as LC’s assistant. 2 years after being with Thinkspace, LC shared with me that he hadn’t officially hired me that fateful Thursday afternoon, but figured “hey this girl keeps showing up, and working hard…why continue the search.”  For a moment I was embarrassed by my brazen assumption I had been chosen to be an intern, but then that assumption secured me a position with my dream gallery.

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Now 7 years later, I’m no longer a Thinkspace intern, but occasionally a gallery assistant and solid family member. The title ‘La Familia’ of Thinkspace’s 10 year anniversary is so on point, as this gallery really developed a community and family in the ten years it’s been around. I came in a little late, but over the last 7 years I see familiar faces and seen artist grow from small pieces in a group show to practically selling out an entire large room (looking at you Jacub Gagnon). This gallery has helped to shine a spotlight on emerging artist and foster an environment for them to flourish.  I’m not an artist, but at one point in time I was curating art shows and it’s solely due to the conversations I had at Thinkspace. Man I remember the day Audrey Kawasaki said I could do anything I put my mind to, I had the energy for it. I might have been buzzed on beer, but I swear she said it!

familiar faces

I love my blood family, but my art family has really shaped who I am today. I was raised to be incredibly cautious and rational. To not just look before I jump, but to inspect the ground and make sure I have the right permits. To consider what the tax situation is going to be like and will I need insurance. For me, growing up with that kind of pressure paralyzed me from doing anything. It was overwhelming to just think about possibly trying something new, and doing something on my own. LC taught me to just do it. He encouraged me to curate my first art show, along with the other owners Shawn and Andrew. They were incredibly supportive, and always gave me a blast in the Sour Harvest newsletter.  Every Thursday for 3 years, LC listened to my romantic woes while I packaged art, spackled holes, and leveled paintings.  He gave me advice on guys, while we searched for artist to invite to Cannibal Flower. I’d share an idea with him while eating lunch; expressing how I wanted to interview artist with silly questions like ‘what’s your spirit animal’, and he’d just say – well do it. That’s how My Favorite MAOI came to be, and although I’ve moved away from that blog, it taught me a lot as well.  Some of the artist I had interviewed or worked with in my early art shows are now represented by Thinkspace, like Glenn Arthur and Kevin Peterson. What can I say, I think I have a good eye!

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Picture from the show Black Market Sugar I curated at The Lab in Costa Mesa

Thinkspace was the catalyst in my life to a happier, more confident, and fulfilling path. LC, Valentine, Shawn and Andrew will stand in my future wedding photos like the important family members they are. If a terrible Si-Fi movie of my life was to be written and the plot was to ruin my existence, all the villain would have had to do was distract LC and prevent him from picking up my call that Thursday afternoon. I was totally lost with no direction when I landed on Thinkspace’s doorstep, and they raised me up like a stray kitten. I’ve grown and changed so much within the last seven years, and I truly attribute a lot of that positive growth to the people at Thinkspace.

I commend you if your attention span actually read my entire love letter. I could write a 1000 more words about how amazing this gallery is and the ways it has influenced my life, but then I’d really just have my heart bleeding all over this post.  ‘La Familia’ opens tomorrow and it’s going to be crazy, and amazing!

I love my crazy amazing art family.

Xoxo, Bekka

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sorry David Cooley (he’s being covered by Valentine)

January 7, 2015

REAL TALK : BEING AUTHENTIC

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Holly Golightly wore many masks, and this was one of her few authentic moments.

Last night my sister told me, in that loving way only big sisters can, that my writing has been boring. My blog posts have been dry and don’t have my voice. Well written with less grammatical errors than in the past, but it lacks that special sparkle that comes just from me. It’s missing my voice. And I took this harsh and honest criticism in the best way a twenty-something younger sister can, I hemmed and hawed, hung up the phone and ranted about my stupid sister to my boyfriend. Then as I laid in my bed, belly face down, those terrible words any person hates to utter slipped from my mouth, “She’s right.”

I’ve been feeling the pressure to get my stories from the road out of me and posted up. Partly because I fear the memories will become too distant, and partly because I want to write about the present. So I’m pumping out my posts.like a factory writer, instead of letting my heart guide me and build this blog organically. It’s like my brain signed a contract saying, “You must first finish all stories from the road trip before sharing any other adventure you experience!”  Approaching the road trip posts like a job, has in turn made these posts sound just like my ‘work personality’ and not my authentic self.

See my profession is social media management and blog/copy writing. And for the past three years I have been paid to write in the voice of companies, causing myself to lose my own artistic voice. I’ve definitely become a better overall writer, but my personality was dulled in the process. The main company I was with the last three years was soul crushing and toxic. While there I think I let them steal some of my sparkle. In the last three years, I had less energy, lost my sense of playfulness and ‘fun aunt’ title, and I didn’t write for myself (ie: blog and interview people) nearly as much as I had in the past. I love interviewing people and blogging, it’s seriously my strange addiction. Even the ‘boring’ posts I’ve been happy to upload, I do get a rush from the ‘publish’ button. But I’ve always wanted to do different kinds of posts and didn’t because of that strange agreement.

I know the key to successful blog/ online personality is to be authentic. I’d be lying to say I wouldn’t love to do partnerships and have this be my platform. But no one is going to read my posts, and want to be a part of my journey unless I’m authentic. I know I have this fantastic way of lying to myself. Many times I’ve convinced myself/ lied to myself into bad relationships. I construct the right answer, not the true answer. I construct an accurate post, not an authentic story. Plus why am I afraid of the memories becoming too distant, memories marinate and get better with time – not worse! Now I’m working freelance. I have 24 hours a day to manifest whatever I desire. A toxic free environment. I won’t feel drained when I come home because I wouldn’t have been exerting energy just to remain sane. I’m in the process of being my authentic self again. I am going to create a blog schedule/ calendar for myself; because it’s a way of dedicating more time to what makes me happy. But I’m going to stop writing my posts like I think they should sound, and instead write them like they want to sound.

Thank you for letting me be authentic. It’s not easy to be, but it’s a better way to be.

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