a catalog of things I know by heart
Last night, I folded a crane as a small gift for a friend leaving town. Ever since being taught how to fold one, I’ve been told that a crane is a symbol for luck and hope. I’d venture to guess that most people with a Japanese upbringing know how to fold these by heart. The idea of “knowing by heart” is fascinating to me, especially when it comes to the act of making. A sequence of steps taught to me when I was four or five years old is one that I can recreate now without a second thought. Memory and repetition ingrained in to my fingertips. As a small starter exploration, here are other origami treasures that I know by heart.
“Three kinds of donut—cinnamon, plain, and the white powder
that makes you cough—were all in the same box, all
showing through the plastic window like the mailing address
to a world in which everyone spoke with his mouth full.”
A Box of Matches
Inspired by a quote I rediscovered.
Coffee served on a silver platter at Julius Meinl.
Cracked open a new book and had coffee and an Austrian breakfast at my favorite solo brunch spot.
Coffee, biscuit, teensy creamer, stirring spoon atop a glass of water.
just plain like
I had a hard time thinking of what to draw, so I decided to simply doodle all of the random things that I plain like to draw.
Another from Atomic. Happy belated ♥ day.
Tonight I went for the first time to Atomic Sketch with Antonio. Such an awesome environment to draw and soak in some vibrant energy and chit chat. Even though I’ve been drawing and cutting paper for a good bit, this was the first time I’ve ever sold something…to a stranger (e.g. not given away my work or gotten a dinner in exchange). I did a dance in my head when that happened.
Here are a couple of the ones that were left over:
Trying to remember the contents of my kitchen drawer…
Treats that have my heart.
This is what you get when you get too gluttonous with donuts. (Triple Valrhona chocolate cake donut: yes, please)
A new donut shop opened near work…uh oh.
Can we be mushy for a moment?