Today on the bus I spent 20 minutes fascinated by the braids and denim and dark skin and white ipod combination of the neck of the woman in front of me. It was as amazing as an Ingres. But she didn't know and I wasn't about to tell her that her neckline was a moment of art. (Like this too)

Yesterday, I looked down at my toes in the overgrown grass of my backyard and seeing the difference between thin green and yellow strands and thick nubbs of toes I was stopped by the contrast.

The museum I work for has a big festival this weekend and I have been combing through pictures and making signs. The little stumbles of images, the small parts of things are pure little treats and I share them with you.







I keep waiting for the pace of my life to slow down a little but while it is rock-n-roll fast, I'm dancing to it rather than letting it get me down. More words and images from me when I find them and in the meantime...

take care,
Rachael