Le Sigh

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Wishing myself back to in time to the James Turrell exhibit…

Spring is here. It’s official. It’s great.

The photographs accompanying this article gave me chills. Velasquez paintings come to life. 

This article really resonated with me – perhaps it is because living in New York you are constantly dealing with loss because you are constantly dealing with change.

I heart Tony Hale! 

I like the idea of a work uniform – but then I feel like you’ve got to be impeccably groomed for that to work. Impeccably groomed I am not.

Art has the blues. 

The question of art and boundaries – especially with children – will always be a gray area. This article was fascinating. I felt myself jumping to judgements and then reminding myself I don’t have kids. I cannot even begin to relate the complexities of Sally Mann’s relationship with her children.

Mark Rylance in Wolf Hall for the win! 

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Sundaze

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Sigh. The weekend is never long enough. Why don’t we always have 3-day weekends again?

It’s tulip season! The pic above is of a tulip field. It looks like a painting. I bought a dozen red tulips today. They practically opened up the minute I got them into the apartment. Nature is insane.

Um. I watched a lot of movies this weekend. Top Netflix picks:

Weekend – a gorgeous love story. This film truly depicts what it is like to fall hard & fast for someone.

The Central Park Five – a tragic, but very important movie. This film is incredibly relevant today. It is a lesson I sometimes forget – always question the story you are told. Just because “the authorities” say it’s truth, you shouldn’t settle until you have reviewed the information for yourself.

This is a fascinating look at how couples interpret arguments. Been there.

Vintage Avengers plotlines? Yes, please!

San Francisco has a dog mayor, named Frida?!! I only know this because of this story about Virgin America’s Operation Chihuahua program. Not because I go around googling “dog mayors”…

Lonni Sue Johnson’s story in the New Yorker is heartbreaking – but also an inspiration.

Now back to enjoying the remaining hours of the weekend!