Tag: photography
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Brrrr.
Don’t let the sunshine fool you—the wind was fuh-reezing. Still, I’m not about to pass up a nice day!
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Here, kitty kitty…
Photo by Laurie Cinotto Right now my little cottage-industry factory is churning out Christmas—starting with this year’s letterpress ornament collection. This is the second year I’ve made letterpress ornaments, and I have been dying to show you this year’s crop. Thankfully, I can finally let the…ahem…cat out of the bag. Look at Laurie’s amazing tree!…
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Toasting and turkey
The table is set, the wine is poured, our friends have gathered round. We have everything we could want here, and for that we’re thankful. I wish you the same, wherever you are today. Happy Thanksgiving.
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Northwest is best
I gotta say—even though I have loved all the traveling I’ve done in the past few months, there is just nothing like coming home.
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Wild, wild west
The Tailor and I took a road trip to a friend’s farmstead wedding in North Dakota this month. We figured that while we were at it, we might as well make a mountain (read: 750-mile) detour to complete our vacation. So off to the Rockies we went, sketchbook in (my) hand, with our eyes peeled…
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Pristine waters
I fancied a drive around the Bay today—it seemed like just the thing to get the creative juices flowing.
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Just in case I missed the rain
I think Washington was jealous that I left it for Texas last month— —because when my best friend Elizabeth came out for a trip to the San Juan Islands, we were treated to endless rain. That’s okay, though—the San Juans are absolutely gorgeous in any weather. The place could not be more different than what…
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Deep in the heart of Texas
Mexico on the left, Texas on the right. With all the crazy work I’ve been doin’ lately—and all the rain that this season brings—I really, really needed a vacation. So the Tailor and I took ourselves on a little road trip—way the heck down to the Texas-Mexico border. Yep, we drove 2,200 miles one way,…
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Printing at Penland
When Jessica and I were in North Carolina last summer, we had just enough sightseeing time to squeeze in a short trip along the aptly-named Blue Ridge Parkway. Between the dappled sunlight, the lush Southern greenery, and the unexpected splashes of color, we were enchanted in an instant. (I, for one, was tempted to do…
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The long view
I’m back to being reasonably mobile again after my accident (still not driving myself quite yet, though—just a couple more weeks!)—and coming here was the first thing on my to-do list.