Tuesday, February 28, 2012

The End of February, Pt. II.

The End of February, Pt. I.

Again, life seems to have gotten busy. It's taken days to put these photos up, and they've just been sitting on my desktop waiting and waiting. Monmouth, Tate Modern, Kusama, MeatLiquor, Wallace Collection, Maltby Street and Hampstead Heath are all mingling in two parts.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

It Snowed...

... and everyone freaked out.

Gary Hume at White Cube.

A piece i wrote on the new Gary Hume show at White Cube is up on ArtWrit. Check it out!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


February is really tough in London. Especially when you have to wake up most days before the sun has risen, and it feels like it is constantly dark, and grey. A specific grey that only people who have lived in London will understand. It has been bitterly cold, but the past day or two have brought a bit of hope that perhaps spring is on it's way. I'm tired of being bundled up and still being cold. A huge thing for me to say since i am definitely a winter person. It's a funny thing, months like February. They force you to savor the fun little things in your schedule and look forward to them like little beacons. A trip to Oxford was much needed last weekend, book club on the horizon, seeing the Philharmonic last night. These are all of the things that make February okay. Those, and the fact that it's citrus season. That's pretty great too.

Monday, February 13, 2012

February Music.

An 8tracks mix for February. Some new, some old.


Sunday, February 5, 2012

London Food Favorites.

I decided it was high time i compile all of my favorite food things once and for all on my website so that i could keep track of it mostly for myself, but also for others if they're interested. If you care to look, it's here

Friday, February 3, 2012

Golden Hour.

In london light is a funny thing. It's not often sunny enough to see shadows, so when you do it's exciting. The past few days have been harshly cold, but they've been wonderfully sunny and producing the most beautiful golden light right before the sun sets. The golden hour doesn't happen in london. Ever. It reminds me of walking home from work in new york and having blinding light creep in and out of the avenues. Stay around please sunshine.