Friday, September 19, 2014

Legion of Honor


Here are a few more things that Mabel and I saw at the Legion of Honor the other day. The first half of these photos are some of her favorite sculptures, and the second half are some of my favorite portraits. I've been looking at these painted faces since I was round about Mabel's age, and they feel to me exactly like people I know; old friends I haven't seen in some time, but whose company I recall with pleasure. I wonder if she will feel the same way about the bronzes and marbles when she is an old lady. I hope so.











Thursday, September 18, 2014

The Long-Continuing Poem Series on the Subject of the Spring of 2006 Carries On




April 25, 2006
We bought plants for our house over the weekend too

and they’ve been making us quite gleeful ever since
Three small bushy geraniums
fuchsia red pink
to go in the window on the sideboard
and replace the very sad little twigs
that were languishing there
cuttings we took from the garden a year ago
that refused to ever branch out
and would only sprout leaves from their very tops
and had recently stopped doing even that
They were kind of depressing truly
and these new ones are so chic and happy looking
Plus two small succulents which we potted in teacups
and put on the sunniest window ledge in the living room
where they are pretty much the sweetest things ever



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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Marimekko Publishing!


I mentioned this in passing the other day, but want to just take a moment now to pause and relish the fact that this Fall marks the start of the big Chronicle Books / Marimekko publishing partnership that I've been working on for the last year and a half (it's what I was doing, for instance, on this strange and top-secret very short trip to New York last year, and also on this lovely day down by the water with visitors from Finland in San Francisco not so long ago). So very very thrilling to bring a book (Marimekko in Patterns at top) and two paper products (collection of 3 notebooks, left, and box of 100 postcards, right) from this most legendary and iconic of style, design, and textile houses out into the world, with much much more to follow in 2015 and beyond! The book comes out at the end of this month, and the notebooks and postcards in mid-October, and all three are available for preorder now on chroniclebooks.com or wherever you like best to shop for books and goodies. Hooray!

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

A Tiny Building of One's Own


I've talked before about my writer's-office-in-a-modern-outbuilding fantasy. If we all want a room of our own, what better than to take that imagining a step further? A tiny building of one's own in the backyard--especially when, like this one, it's in a charming London back garden. Designed by architects Weston, Surman, and Deane, and first brought to my attention by Gardenista, this charming little retreat is so pleasing as to give the introverts, solitaries, and quiet workers (not to mention the anglophiles) among us palpitations. I have relatively few desires for a bigger fancier house, but a very small office building all my own? Oh yes, I covet.









Monday, September 15, 2014

Cool Kid


They say that the essence of cool is not knowing you're cool. Never, ever, trying to be cool. If that's the case it goes a long way toward explaining why Mabel is by far the coolest person I've ever met.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Ancient Glass


The other day Mabel had a day off school and she and I went out to the Legion of Honor. We saw many of our old favorites in their beautiful permanent galleries--she likes the big vaulted rooms full of sculpture, I like the portrait paintings. But what happened to catch my eye particularly this time, that I'd never spent much time looking at before, was a case of ancient Mediterranean glassware. For one thing, the idea that things made of glass have survived the vagaries of the world for so long is a bit mind-boggling (and who doesn't enjoy having their mind pleasantly boggled from time to time?) but beyond that, of course, is the fact that this stuff is just stunningly beautiful. But the pieces are relatively small and their case is tucked in a hallway, which sort of accounts for the fact that they've most likely be hiding right there in plain sight for the thirty-odd years I've been going to that museum without me ever really noticing them until this day. An oversight I now correct.






Thursday, September 11, 2014

The Long-Running Poem Series About the Spring of 2006 Continues Today on Poetry Thursday Thus




April 24, 2006
On Saturday we went for drive with mama

down the peninsula
to a nursery to buy plants
then on to a late lunch in one of our favorite little towns
and coming part of the way back home on highway one
We saw many things

the very green hillsides and views of hillsides that kept cropping up
white egrets standing at the edges of the very full reservoirs and marshes

the pleasantly muggy interior of this nursery that seemed to go on and on
with flowers forming blankets of nearly solid color
impatiens, geraniums, hydrangeas, marigolds
red, gold, pink, yellow
stretching as far as you could see

warm sourdough bread
velvety artichoke soup
and a crab melt for lunch
followed by the best blueberry pie

the ocean stretching away in the sun
toward a knife-edge horizon
and the waves and the cliffs on the coast



image source is here