Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts

8.16.2010

Birthday Card

Happy Birthday to my wonderful Mother - 55 years today.
I made this card using cut out bits from magazines and copies from a vintage ad book. 


Growing up my sister and I were nicknamed kittens.
Saturday morning's were spent snuggled in Mom's bed
with coffee, the cat, and us girls. 



5.04.2010

Another cup



"A morning without coffee is like something without ...
 something else."







Instant coffee is all they drink in Australia, I swear. 
It's actually pretty good, as long as your ratios are right.
I'm not a coffee snob, and most days any kind will do.
Except anything that ends with "chino" "appe" or "ocha."
Why is this post about coffee?
Well, it's finals week. I feel like I'm missing something....
Like there's some huge project I haven't
worked on yet...oh wait. That's right now. 
The 40 paged book I thought would be so easy
to "throw" together with some words is
turning out not so easy. 
Yes, you can say "I told you so."
Furthermore, I showed up to a Philosophy of Animals
final yesterday...an hour and a half late. 
The funny thing was, I thought I was there early. 
Always, always, double check final exam times. 
Always. 
That, and maybe I do need another cup of coffee. 

2.10.2010

Sans Coffee

It was an accident really, me giving up coffee. This wasn’t something I premeditated, planned, or spoke about, it just happened. It started on a calm, snowy, Saturday morning. I arose, gravitated like a magnet directly to the coffee grinder like always, and then...I paused. The thought of the terribly noisy blades whirring the coffee beans to a powder, shattering the crisp silence of the morning was obnoxious and disturbing. So I didn’t do it. I walked away. No beautiful silence should be destroyed for something I could live without. Five days. I’ve survived five days.





While coffee may come from kitchens or cafes, spatulas on the other hand, do not. They come from Spatula City. Now if you've never heard of Spatula City you simply must visit. I created a series of postcards using stamps carved out of polymer clay and an exacto blade. No fingers were lost in the creation of the following images.