Nice to sit around and stick candycanes in coffee cups, talk about the whatevers, watch the tree sparkle and know that this is another year we didn't have to run around airports. My brother draws me drawing him and we both geek-out in appreciation of our new sketchbooks. We'll drive back home later tonight, eat leftovers, tease the cat, and go to bed early.

For the holiday, two bathtubs in one week, file under oddly related ideas:

A book of poems I gave my mom, Pity the Bathtub it's forced embrace of the Human Form by Matthea Harvey and

and then following the forced embracing of bathtubs and other lingering water thoughts...This surprising little Amy Jenkins video installation I stumbled upon at the Johnson Museum last week...

so then Merry Christmas, happy new

Rachael