Domestic Friday

This little corner here is where the homeless congregate, drunks drink, ferile kittens play and lovers meet. If a few days ago, the trees were swollen with golden leaves, their branches are now getting bare from one side.

I've been having terrible lower back pain since last night and so took today off from work. Despite the pain, it was nice spending a day at home.

For lunch, I decided to have a simple sandwich with eggs, cilantro and cucumber. This is the most perfectly intact omlette I've made in a long while.

Mmm... I want to have a little cilantro plant in my apartment. I would put it in everything.

And even though my lower back pain is probably my kidneys, I decided to have a nice, proper latte after my lunch. I've cut back on my coffee addiction (seriously, I used to drink 3-6 cups a day) and have it about once or twice a week. So this was my indulgence. The Twix and mint chocolate that came after is just something I have almost everyday. Gotta have my chocolate, hello-o?

Since I couldn't just lie on my back all day, I decided to do a bit of "winterization". Bringing out my sweaters and long underwear, and putting away my colorful, summer clothes. Last summer was so cold, I hardly got to wear them! All my winter clothes look so dark, heavy and gloomy. I definitely need to devise a plan on how to make counteract the impending cold and darkness. More on that later.

So, for a start, how is this for cold weather coziness? Aww...

Junk Envy

I have junk envy that is slowly turning into an obsession. This old, rusted metal stool has been sitting on this balcony for ages and I eye it every morning on my walk to work. I think I've been checking it out for the past few months, if not a year already. I know: creeper! So, since I am one, I went ahead and took a photo to document its junky, raw beauty.

Voila! Those long legs, all rusted and old. That tiny little octagon seat. The legs have a detail that I can't really describe... okay, I'll try. It's a three-legged stool, with each leg consisting of two rods that meet at the bottom. I have half-decided to just walk up to their door and ask to buy it. They obviously don't need it; it's been out on that balcony since forever!

Look, here's a similar piece:

(Source: Design Sponge)

Imagine the poor people who live in there, completely unaware that I'm so fixated on their little old stool. But hey, you know what they say, one man's junk is another chick's treasure!

Pretty

A perfectly imperfect flower from an early morning hike, dew intact.

Potatoes wanna potate, Creators wanna create!

My friend Boogi and I both finished the same design school, graduating in Fashion Design and Clothing Construction Design respectively. Now, we both have jobs completely unrelated to any kind of design.

In my case, I have a standard 0830-1700 clerical office job. Monotonous. And dulling. But hey, I have my monthly paycheck and I've been doing this for some time now. It has become a routine.

Yet still, if you have some kind of a background in art and/or design, you cannot suppress your inner need to create for long. Both Boogi and I have been yearning (nay, BURNING!) to create something tangible and hold it in our hands and say, "I made this. This is my work." So today, we finally decided to just start doing things and check back with each other in a month, to see what we have created and share our "products". Yay! Talk less, do more!