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// she's only happy in the sun.
30
Sep 10
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let’s face it.

as you know, i LOVE finding faces in ordinary objects. over the past couple of weeks i’ve been gifted with ‘faces’ that my friends have spied as they go about their day. i love getting texts/emails with a photo of these gems. one day i want to print out a whole series of them (perhaps in black and white) and frame them with simple black frames. and then feature an entire grid of face portraits on one wall.

my friends are awesome-sauce.

here are Philby’s amazing box faces.

ashtastic not only found an ikea bed frame face as she constructed her bed all.by.herself (#superhero) but also a car face not to be messed with.

and finally, caeli consistently sends me AMAZING faces from all over the planet. i particularly love this gutter face.

29
Sep 10
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rainbows.

it was another hot day in LA. i know dev and i missed the several day 100 degree heatwave of 2010, but today was still a scorcher. and in our AC-less apartment it felt… melty. and on the list of feelings i dislike, along with clammy, is melty.

we worked all day, catching up on all things SoulPancake that we had put on hiatus while we were in tennessee. we blasted the fan while we worked but all that did was annoy us by blowing hot air in our general direction. oh and we both have head colds. so we’re stuffy and one of us (as in: I) might have been just a tad irritable.

anyway. it was a long day full of long meetings. so many exciting things are happening in SP land. not least of which is our book that publishes in 4 weeks! so we got caught up and in between conference calls i made 17 bean soup. not 7, but 17. who even knew that there were 17 beans to make soup with? trader joes. that’s who.

and then, because of all the soup making, hard work and hot air, i hit a wall of exhaustion. and at that precise moment i saw something falling from the sky.

my first thought was maybe it was ash from a nearby fire, or asteroid dust, or i’m hallucinating spots.

i didn’t consider rain. why? because it never rains in LA. (well they tell me it does, but i’ve been here since june and i’ve seen nary a drop.)

but it WAS rain. a few big drops gently hitting the ground. and so i exclaimed: RAIN! and that got dev’s attention. in the same way it would get your attention if i pointed outside and said UNICORNS! because rain is so mythical in LA.

and we ran outside and we saw this majestical sky. and these two brilliant rainbows.

you’d have a hard time convincing me that dev’s granny didn’t have a hand in arranging this.

29
Sep 10
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brown paper packages tied up with string.

remember this post where i wanted a sewing machine so i could make this lovely skirt?

well, today i opened our front door to find a parcel from my mum containing not only the magical hard-to-find coffee that she keeps us regularly stocked with, but also this lovely skirt she had sewn just for me. it fits perfectly and has pockets to boot.

moral of the story: ask and ye shall receive.

other moral of the story: my mama is amazing.

29
Sep 10
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literally painting the town red. and blue. and yellow.

The Let’s Colour Project is a worldwide initiative sponsored by Delux (a paint company) to transform grey spaces with, you guessed it, colorful paint.

Their mission is to spread color all over the world. I know it’s an advertising stunt at its core but I still found the results really beautiful.

check out their video below. and yes, I know I’m biased because it features Jonsi’s magical melodies.

all photographs from the Let’s Color flickr photostream.

23
Sep 10
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life and loss. and how we all share in this cycle.

granny’s funeral was yesterday. it was beautiful and dignified. simple and very sweet. the sun shone brightly as we stood at the grave site singing prayers and holding each other tightly.

this experience has brought up my feelings of sorrow for my dad. he wasn’t able to see his mother since we left iran in 1979. 30 years of not getting to look into your own parent’s eyes and be in their company is an irreconcilable loss. when my dad found out his mother had died last year he didn’t tell anyone. not even my mum. he carried that news in this bizarre solitary fashion until he was ready to ‘inform’ us all. i got the news over the phone – a calmly delivered fact. i had never had a single conversation with that grandmother and now she was gone.

these past few days have been strung together with acute moments of sweetness and sadness. my heart ached as a cousin held a silk scarf next to her face and quietly said ‘i can smell granny’, and i’m constantly reminded of granny whenever one of her five children says something dry and satirical that makes the rest of us laugh.

as soon as we walked into the house we clambered on top of the bed with devon’s mum, nikki. we laid with our arms and legs tangled in a pile as she shook with tears. our hearts felt full to capacity engulfed by her sadness. to lose your mother is still unfathomable to me. i think of that relationship as eternal, constant, forgiving, unconditionally loving. our first carers. the one to turn to when all else crumbles. the one who really ‘knows’ you.

it’s somewhat difficult/different as the family member via marriage. i didn’t grow up with these cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. i had my own very new, small and humble relationship with granny. and sometimes i feel like i have no right to be sad or to miss her, because my connection to her was so much less signifcant than that of her own family.

but i did love her. and i had a huge amount of respect for her and what she single-handedly had achieved. as i look around the room at small cousins engrossed in the latest gadget, and older cousins tending to their flock, and her children who are all grief-stricken but still able to find joy and happiness in this testing time, i’m so grateful for this opinionated, loud, beautiful family that all sprang from her.

granny holding devon, with mr. furutan.
22
Sep 10
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my mum knows exactly what will make me smile.

today she emailed me this ‘fly’ art that she found. more here.

19
Sep 10
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granny.

we just heard the news that devon’s grandmother, carol, passed away a few hours ago. she was surrounded by her children and is cherished by an army of loving hearts all over the world.

we had tickets to fly back to tennessee on tuesday morning…which means we missed saying goodbye to her in person by two days. this is really tearing devon up. :(

she will be so greatly missed but i’m thankful she’s now free of pain and limitations.

i will always remember granny as effortlessly elegant, poised, resilient, beautiful, incredibly smart and funny.

this photo of her and devon from may 2009 is a tiny glimpse into her amazingness.

we already miss you granny.

19
Sep 10
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beaches.bubbles.beauty.

some serious photoshoot inspiration here.

18
Sep 10
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the recipe for a perfect cup of tea

a stash of argo earl grey creme tea (thanks to my sweet emily price). the description actually uses the word ‘aristocratic’ to describe the flavor so you know you’re in for a treat.

a mesh tea strainer ball thingee.

a large mug.

add hot water. find a cozy nook. drink up.

17
Sep 10
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17
Sep 10
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chair addict

so i have a chair buying problem.

i constantly see chairs i want to buy and even though we have the worlds largest couch complete with its own gravitational pull, i still can’t pass up a well designed chair. just ask the gundry’s. currently their basement contains 27 (count ‘em) of my chairs. HOW did one person in the span of 2 years collect 27 chairs you ask? go back to my first statement.

i just spent a few minutes on etsy and found a bunch of chairs i’d buy if i

a) had the space
b) had the money
c) could outvote devon and his joy-squashing-gol-we-don’t-need-17-chairs-attitude.

here are just a handful that make my heart pitter patter.

and while i was ogling at chairs, i stumbled upon this photograph. and just….wow. especially the kid on the right. is it weird that i kind of love this?

16
Sep 10
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at what point does a hobby become an obsession?

perhaps today. considering i want everything sold on photojojo:

a camera lens shaped mug. coffee never looked better. the description and it’s use of OMG is awesome too:
It’s equipped with a lens-cap lid (omg), rubber-grip focus and zoom rings (o…m…g), and an auto-focus switch that actually switches (OMG)!

camera straps made out of seatbelts. safety first.

polaroid frames. because everything looks better as a polaroid.

camera usb port. for the person that has everything. except for a camera usb port.

a wide angle lens for the iphone. because the wider the lens, the cooler the shot. hipsta-that.

16
Sep 10
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day of thurs.

it’s just a demo by the lead singer of the Strokes so the quality isn’t all that great, but i can listen to it all day. thank you to Q for always thinking of me when he finds such magical things. i hope you too enjoy: i’ll try anything once

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i want to meet banksy. i know, who doesn’t want to meet banksy?

here’s a recent banksy creation (i love the iconic hourglass) and a quote from him about art/life/death:

“….maybe all art is about just trying to live on for a bit. I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time.”

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we finally purchased a couch. i fondly call it couchaphant. because it’s as big as an elephant. and gray. it was originally custom designed by the amazing store room service LA . but we bought it second-hand, so we didn’t have to sell our kidneys on the black market to be able to afford it.

it also came with a huge (4 ft x 4 ft) ottoman. we don’t have room for that in the living room because it would engulf our green rug and you would walk into our house and feel a little bombarded by gray micro suede. so that’s currently sitting in the corner of our bedroom acting as a clothing ‘waiting room’. you know the pile that occurs  when you’re too lazy to put things away. this pile gets assessed every morning, and from it we pull a few pieces that still have wear in the them before they need washing. wow. we sound grimey. oh wait, we live in silverlake. showering is optional. it’s all good.

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our thrift store purchase o’ the week is this lovely fan. the model is called ‘nobility’. cool huh? it was a bargain and we had fun cleaning off the rust. and by fun i mean we used every sort of cleaning agent except what you’re supposed to use for rust. the best outcome was with tom’s whitening gel toothpaste. go figure.

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today begins day 1 of finding myself a yoga studio to join.

i’m starting with urth yoga in silverlake.

i’m not sure that my plow pose, shoulder stands, downward dogs and whatnot will make for the most riveting content, but you’re going to be subjected to my yoga adventures anyway. and here’s why: i LOVE yoga.

there, i said it. i know it’s not cool anymore to get excited about things, but i’m all for starting an anti-apathy revolution. i’m over the bored stares and disdain and the aloof ‘whatev’ crowd. in fact, if you are not excited about anything then i’m bored by you and your too cool for school ways.

i started classes in 2005 in melbourne, australia. the studio i’d go to was dreamy. it had huge windows and gorgeous wooden floors. the ceiling was tin so during shivasana (the part at the end where you lie on your back in ‘corpse’ pose), i’d gaze at the patterns and just feel so grateful for those moments. my favorite yoga instructor there was elizabeth. she was in her late 40′s or early 50′s i’d guess. it’s hard to tell with yogis. she could have been 107 for all i know. but she was limber and graceful and full of energy. she’d always change up the class and push us individually to keep striving. i love that the only competition in yoga is with yourself. no one else needs anything from you in that space in time. it’s you and your body and your breath. and for someone like me who doesn’t really know how to stop and stand still, yoga is where i found some pause.

so. i’m ready to hit the mat. i’ll keep you posted.

disclaimer: no matter how much i love yoga, i vow to never end my blog posts with namasté. ha.

15
Sep 10
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what 1 dollar can buy.

yesterday dev and i were walking around our little neighborhood running errands when we passed a man on the corner of our street who looked rather disheveled. i assumed he was homeless and then noticed he was holding up some scruffy pieces of paper. i stopped for a moment and he told me the little booklets were his “stories”. stories he had written, illustrated by hand, colored in with crayon, and then stapled together to sell for $1 on the corner of sunset & hyperion.

he told me his name was ronald raydon.

my heart was touched by his entrepreneurship and efforts. and i’m a sucker for stories anyway. so i offered to purchase one. he flipped through the options for me – political satire, drama, comedy, etc. and i settled on a comic book he’d written titled ‘Untrue’. as we walked along, i read the whole thing cover to cover. marveling at his imagination and quirky sense of humor.

i just googled his name and found others who have met him. he’d be an amazing subject for a documentary or a SoulPancake video featurette. i’d love to know his story.

i hope we meet again ronald raydon.

14
Sep 10
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thank you.

i just wanted to thank the people who commented on my ‘boundaries’ post with their thoughts about this space and how i should best utilize it. it was so helpful to read your perspectives and know that i’m not the only one who is constantly re-examining my public-facing world and considering how i can make this platform more useful, meaningful, and fulfilling.

ultimately, these pages are a space for me to stash and share the things i love, give voice to my fears/concerns/happiness/joy, applaud creative enterprises and explore projects that excite me. it’s a place to house the things i treasure. it’s a medium by which i can tell you a little bit about me, and showcase ideas from brilliant minds all over the world.

i am going to keep the content organic, and sans agenda. and if one day, this space no longer fulfills me, i’ll tweak it. or close it. or find another outlet for sharing.

in the meantime, thank you for your honest responses and your encouragement.

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one of my favorite places online launched a hack job contest, charging their readers to create skateboards out of any random material. here are some of my favorite submissions:

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usually, i’m anti-animated-GIFs. i don’t really know why, but i blame myspace and all the sparkly unicorns that started cropping up on people’s pages. i don’t even like it when the smiley faced emoticon, a.k.a. :), turns around, turns yellow, blinks and smiles. i’ve actually taken the time to go into the manual settings of my blog to stop the smiley face from moving. that’s how little tolerance i have for animated GIFs.

but, lo and behold, SOME of these ones, created by matt cooper and friends, i kind of like. a lot.



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Sep 10
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09
Sep 10
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bits & bobs. & boundaries.

genius = a map that you can interact with by scratching off the countries you have visited. currently sold out, but bookmarking this for future purchasing.

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i love creative storage ideas like this: (spied at reform school)

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we have been looking high and low for a couch. and we keep running into this quandary: good looking couches are not comfortable. and comfortable couches are not good looking.

this one from urban outfitters looks good. but it might feel akin to sitting on concrete covered in tweed. you see our dilemma.

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this twitter feed translates 50cents tweets into the Queen’s english. hilarious.

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still on my font fix: this stone alphabet made by clotilde olyff is delightful.

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ok. so here’s the thing. i’ve realized my blog has become a bit of an online scrapbook these days. there are lots of reasons for this: the amount of time i can devote to it is one thing that’s become much more limited because of all the exciting (i can’t wait to have the green light to tell you about it) progress that is happening with the main project i’m involved with: SoulPancake…but the main reason is that i’m still figuring out the boundaries i want to set with my blog.

over the past 5 years, i’ve started and abandoned numerous blogs. fourcupsoftea was started over 3 years ago as a result of my having a broken heart and a lot of extra time on my hands. i was pretty much ok with baring my heart for the world to read. but let’s be honest, at that point the ‘world’ was my mum, 2 friends from new zealand, and my roommate who would scan for her name in posts and move on (shout out to the lovely M2).

these days my world has expanded a bit (i blame the ridiculously high amount of traffic i get from our wedding film) and i have this lovely, new audience – a large number of which are strangers. which is amazing and humbling but also has pushed me into a space where i feel like i need to cater to new expectations.

and that’s where i sometimes get stuck. i’m not constantly shedding light on the horrendous hate crimes happening in our world, the plight of the congolese or the innocent baha’i's imprisoned in iran. i’m giving you links to maps you can scratch and creative music videos that blow my mind.

and i guess my fear is that my blog could easily become just another shallow portal, instead of a place that offers substance.

(did you just roll your eyes? if so, you are totally warranted)

so. i’m going to try to inject more of my truth onto these pages which are really made up of a bunch of binary code. (isn’t that crazy? a bunch of 0′s and 1′s bind together and deliver messages and connect people and hearts and have enabled me to make amazing new friends all over the world.) i guess i don’t really know what it means to inject more truth into my blog, but perhaps it means delving deeper into the topics that matter to me. maybe it means talking about my experiences with less filters. maybe it means less pretty pictures and more words. i really don’t know.

i’d love feedback on this.

07
Sep 10
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fragments & findings.

just when you thought fireflies couldn’t be any more romantic, german photographer Kristian Cvecek captures their winding passage through a forest with a sloooow shutter. magical. more photographs here.

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if you haven’t watched this animated, real-life love story yet, pause everything and watch it now. your cynical, cold, black heart will thank you for it.

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i have always loved chalkboards so this creative approach endeared itself to me instantly. may i present the faux fur board. no chalk dust. no need for an eraser. i want to make one immediately, or i want someone who has lots of extra euros lying around to buy one for me. housewarming present anyone?

in other news, if i was a chair, i’d want to be the turquoise one below.

on the same site where i found the fur board, i also spied these chairs/stools/beauties.

i think the description sums it up perfectly: Zanotta’s Allunaggio seat costumization, opening new possibilities for more interaction.

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arcade fire’s new interactive music video wowed me. it helps to open it in google chrome. just type in your hometown, sit back and be prepared to be transported. i would love to know what you thought of this.

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there is nothing like writing/drawing with a pencil. i bet this guy agrees.

ibai acevedo’s entire ‘dream‘ portfolio inspires me.

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and finally, i’m typing all this up at our newly acquired dining table.

03
Sep 10
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welcome to our habitat. part 2.

as i create this post the light pouring in from the windows is refracting and causing multiple rainbows all over the floor. it is so pretty and magical. i’m pretty sure i’m having a moment similar to the one had by the infamous double rainbow guy.

so be warned: over the next few weeks you’re going to hear a lot about our new abode. because, quite simply, i’m in love. head over heels, want to lie on the floor and gaze at the curved ceilings love.

i love our new neighborhood. i love that there is a pupusaria within a 3 minute walk. and a spice shop. and a magnificent coffee shop. and a shop that sells scooters made by the amish. i love that our neighbors (within an hour of us moving in), arrived at our doorstep with freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. i love that our bedroom has french doors that open to a balcony where we will sip our morning coffee. i love that the kitchen is fire engine red brick with a stove from an era before i was born.

yep. my lovefest with our new habitat is gonna dominate cozyhunter for a while.

03
Sep 10
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welcome to our habitat. part 1.

i’m still swooning over the ridiculously lovely windows we will be looking out of…

and in other news, this is the bathroom dreams are made in:

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