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Friday, August 22, 2008

Into the Water

into the water
Melissa and Max, 2007.

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Project #1: Make a book with Blurb

Blurb is a tool that allows you to make a book from your images, either on your computer, flickr, picasa, etc. All I can say is, SCORE.

Update: They have a fantastic idea on the site to make a Blog Book which is something I'm going to focus my energies on soon. Do any of you guys have any suggestions on which entries I should add to it?

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Saturday, July 19, 2008

I love poppies.

poppies

... I'm off to the bookstore! Ooo.. or maybe the library.

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Thursday, June 19, 2008

It's not every day someone gets kidnapped by a loaf of bread.

my grandma in a bathtub.


Cleaning up the office yesterday was awesome, because it gave me ample oppurtunity to meander down memory lane. Or you know, find random strange pictures of my grandmother hanging out in a bathtub.


I am full of that super excited butterfly feeling that goes hand in hand with AN IMPENDING ROAD TRIP!, aka, Jamie and I are rocking Vancouver Island this weekend. Like, off it's axis. Like, look out Island, here comes that huge earthquake everyone's been talking about for years... AND SHE'S WEARING CROCS.



I think I somehow kind of propelled that reference into a fat joke, but I'm kind of okay with that.
We're planning the trip tonight, in between making pizza and watching Be Kind Rewind.



(BBQ Chicken Pizza: 1 pizza shell, BBQ sauce, chicken (roasted), red peppers, green onions,
shredded cheddar cheese. Throw it all on the pizza shell, bake at 350 degrees, serve with salad and love.)


There is something about June that makes me want to listen to Lisa Loeb's "Tails" album over and over again.


I have had the weirdest dreams the past two nights. The first night, I dreamt I was kidnapped and taken away to a fantastical version of Japan ... by a loaf of bread. Last night, I dreamt that the Zombpocalypse had finally come, and I kept going through these reactionary scenarios, dying a horrible digestable death, and then restarting like a video game. I finally survived when I chose Tim Hortons as my hideout place. A few things about Tim Hortons: my entire family had just decided to grab some Timbits that day and were hanging out inside, and there was a transport truck attached to the front of it, allowing us to all drive into the backwoods and live out the rest of our days sleeping on uncomfortable seating and drinking tons of Iced Cappucinos. Strange.


Finally, another photo from today's random photoshoot, my great grandparents and their stuff. And, if you have time, check out me, my mullet and some fine indoor snow pants.


David Christie

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Saturday, May 17, 2008

Goodbye Shadow.

goodbye shadow.



My dad made the tough decision to put Shadow down yesterday. Shadow has been sick for awhile, and the vet had recently found cancer riddled throughout his body which lead to breathing and mobility problems. Despite all this, Shadow was still a happy puppy, always 100% ready to have his tummy rubbed, to get a scratch behind the ears, to eat anything even remotely edible if left within reach. (Please note: the Shadow eats yogurt-covered plastic debaucle.)

He was a wonderful, awesome and amazing old dog and we're all going to miss him.

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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Dear Pacman Cupcakes,


pacman cupcakes, originally uploaded by hello naomi.

You are awesome. I might designate you the greatest cupcakes in all the land!

I have always wanted to get into creating super awesome cupcakes / cakes, but usually I just watch other people make them on tv. Mostly because I am too busy eating cupcakes to ever take the time needed to create marvels of sugar and icing to adorn them. Like, yeah, unicorns would've looked awesome on that cake, but it was too busy DIGESTING IN MY STOMACH.

Obviously, during my random blogging hiatus, I became classier ... and decided to break my AWOL awesomeness by blogging about what really matters in life: cupcakes. Good game, World Hunger. Better luck next time, Global Warming.

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Sunday, February 24, 2008

Portfolio Madness.

harriet I'm going to be updating my portfolio like crazy in the next little while, so I've been fixing up some of my photographs to be included in the collection. They're being slowly added to my flickr, and eventually I hope to make my second flickr into another portfolio collection.

Check'em out, and feedback is always appreciated.

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Friday, February 01, 2008

Slowly, grudgingly, learning to appreciate spoon collections.

owl spoon

I have never really grasped the point of spoon collections, but this spoon is pretty darn awesome.

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Monday, January 28, 2008

Cupcakes and Thrifty Finds

I've got a bit of a Valentine's project on the go, that I'm hoping to have finished and sent out by mail next Monday (I am starting to put myself on an organized schedule so that I start getting stuff done... rather than thinking of great ideas a mile a minute and then doing some extended napping in between eventually possibly getting around to it all).

cupcake


Day One of the Project has gone well -- I bought the papers I needed for it and took my first photograph, a chocolate cupcake of delicious awesomeness. Amy Nieto, who is the Queen of Scintillating Cupcake Photography was my inspiration. I can't take credit at all for the idea of using buttons for an extra splash of colour, but I'd imagine this picture is more of an ode to my dear Neets anyways. The buttons were one of my finds today -- 2 jars for 4 dollars at the scrapbooking store. I need to go back tomorrow for more. Because, why not. At least I will go broke in style.

We found a few more things, some of which I didn't buy (I was mighty tempted by Fleetwood Mac's "Mirage" on audio cassette, and this wonderful curvaceous wooden rocking chair), however, I did find a mighty awesome owl shaped Avon perfume bottle.
I'm now headed downstairs, to surround myself in blankets and possibly, horribly made Vanilla and Hazelnut Coffee (I am still figuring out how to make great coffee. Things are not going well.) to work on some letter stuff and watch Dawn of the Dead. It is bloody cold out there.


thrift store finds

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

Museum Madness

I am sitting in the kitchen listening to Billy Baldwin try to act. Yesterday was a big Vitamin D filled day, with walks downtown to all my favourite shops, more resume dropping off (things went well this time and I didn't stutter or destroy anyone's workplace with my lack of grace) and a trip to the museum with Jamie.

Different museum than last time -- this one is in the middle of downtown in a grand, white old building. I have been wanting to go inside from the first moment I set eyes on Chilliwack, and it was ... well. It was disappointing kind of, but I think that was mostly because I didn't encounter the ghost of an old British gentleman or become tantalized by a mysterious riddle I accidentally stumbled across inside an antique grandfather clock, which I then had to solve with the help of my two best friends Bess and George. (By the way, for those of you who didn't get my Nancy Drew reference, the thing I remember most about the books when I read them was that Bess was always described as liking to eat, and the ghost writers would spend a whole lot of time trying to politely word themselves around the fact that Bess was kind of a fat ass.)

I was most excited by the sweeping stairway at the museum, which has a big white balcony and huge pillars and an adorable old woman who runs the front, who was so cute I kind of wanted to shrink her down and carry her around with me in my pocket. I think it would work out really well, because she could bake miniature pies and give grandmotherly advice and kill infidels with lasers. *

Jamie took a picture of me on the front stairs, but unfortunately I am awkward and never know how to pose in pictures of myself. Here I am wondering what to do with my shoulders.


i am awkward.



The grandness of the building also made it possible for us to pretend that Jamie was a stately politician, possibly running for President (because apparently, historically, we are suddenly American.) ... in a navy blue sweatshirt. Either way, I would totally vote for him. Actually, I'd like to think I'd be awesome at aiding campaigns. I'd be great at making posters and using the word "Awesome" in positive ways and writing things in giant letters across my breasts while walking around town.


jamie at the museum



*Because all old women have lasers.

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Friday, January 25, 2008

One Year Ago

girl



Girl
On Sacred Beach, January 25 2007
Sarah Sovereign
Canon Digital Rebel XT

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Sunday, January 13, 2008

Because I need a prop for when I decide to pretend I'm in the Labyrinth.


fishing ball

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Leaves On Water

leavesonwater

I took the above picture last summer at the Suspension Bridge when Sarah E, Amy and I went. Somewhere I have three other rolls of film from that day -- the trees, the height, the cliffs and the sky were of endless fascination but so far, the leaves on the water is my favourite picture. I stayed on the bridge for a long time -- it was very Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. Heights don't really bother me -- I laid down on the bridge for better shots. I will need to go back, and possibly take my cousin Melissa there this summer so that we can walk across incredibly wide bridges. Because we are brave and like, XTREME like that.

Speaking of which, both Mellers and cousin Melissa are coming down this March. Mel at the beginning -- (Sarah E and Mel and I are going to spend AN ENTIRE DAY in pajamas, watching horrible movies and POSSIBLY, but THERE IS NO GUARANTEE, but PROBABLY, MAYBE, making a fort in the basement out of sheets, pillows and couch cushions. Where we can prank call the boys we like and .... I don't know. What else would adult girls pretending to be preteens on a weekend sleepover do? Sacrifice goats to L. Ron Hubbard.)

Melissa, as in my incredibly good looking, charming, hilarious cousin, is coming down at the end of March break when I come back from Chilliwack. We will be rocking the world with vodka and dancing the dance of life at various places across the city ... like my basement. I can't wait. I haven't seen Melissa since July of 2004, even though we talk every week and I have been promising to send her a damn mixed cd for a year now. Perhaps we will even audioblog, so you can hear her say things like, "I want to go back to school to become a gynecologist because I love vaginas."

Angela and I went to the Art Gallery today because we have a review on the current exhibition due tomorrow. (My review is on the painting Vortex and the disquieting science text-like collages by Kainer.) I signed the book for us. If you are visiting and are ever curious as to how guestbooks should be signed, please note our entry under:

Name: Angela and Sarah Von Pattersham

From: Atlantis

Comments: Most delicious acquisitions. To abhor education is to risk condemnation!

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CREDITS:
Brushes by Miss M and Braggadocio. Tarot card illustrations by Pamela Colman Smith. Open Design.

SYLVIA PLATH KNOWS ME. INSIDE.

Alice

"...I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out.

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet." - Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter 7

ImageHi. My name is Sarah
and I live by the sea. I like pirates and vikings and my audio cassette tape player. I am 24 years old and pretty much covered in sand all the time. This is my website. It likes long walks on the beach, people who know the lyrics to CCR songs and the word "flummoxed".To learn more news of marginal excitement, go here.

ImageHey Sarah, what are ye listening to?
"Dead Bodies" by Air, from the Virgin Suicides. There is a spastic sense of drama, horror and urgency to this song ... just fantastic. I am almost always listening to a little bit of Ani DiFranco, and "Origami" and "32 Flavors" are still my favourites. June always makes me want to break out the old skool Lisa Loeb, especially "Sandalwood". And my the Sovereign Family Musical Anthem: PING ISLAND LIGHTNING STRIKE RESCUE OP! From the Life Aquatic soundtrack.

ImageI'M READING:
Walking Dead:

    Frigging awesome. One of the best books about the Zombocalypse I've ever read (one of the only good books about the Zombpocalypse I've ever read). I think there's something about zombies that is so hard to construe via text ... I mean, honestly, you can only use the word "purtrid" so much, and the visual, awesome aid of comics really helps.