Raise High the Roof Beam

It's roof chillin' weather. FINALLY. (Just kidding, this winter has been frighteningly short, still.....I'm not complaining). This mild weather reminds me of St. Augustine FL. Every morning when I emerge from my building I'm so nostalgic I spend the entire time in the Starbucks drive through day dreaming of our next trip there, and who we can take with us. It's about time for a camping trip as well!

 I did FINALLY get a chance to go shopping (finally is appropriate there.....I did not go shopping once through most of Autumn and all of winter). Jonathan and I ever so often purge our closet and go to Buffalo Exchange to sell and reap the benefits. And chat up the cute girls and boys at the buying counter about life, culture, tacos, and how it was BULLSHIT Gary Oldman didn't win the Oscar.

Yesterday's benefits: Threads from Urban Outfitters. 

I got a nifty light weight high-low sweater on sale along with some denim and a few other needs. 

Skirt: F21, Sweater: UO, Shoes and Necklace: Nordstrom, Prada Knockoffs Glasses: Dolly Python

The glass pictured is my favorite. We found it at a thrift store and it says: "Wren"and has an illustration of a Wren on it! And yes, that's wine... and yes, it was 4:00pm. I really didn't come to the roof to give a care, so there. That's our view of the sky line. I don't mind it one bit. 

Happy 1st of the month! It's gonna be exciting. Spring! SXSW! Camping! 

SPRRRRIIIIINNNNG BREEEEEAAAAAK!

xo

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Magical Realism

We were honored to attend another opening night at The Undermain Theater. They've been working on a piece by Len Jenkin called Time In Kafka, and since I saw Port Twilight I've been dying to see more of his work on stage. It is most definitely a wild ride. The "story lines" in what I've seen of his work so far, seem to be backdrops for the eccentric characters and their poetic, oddly sad and simultaneously hilarious dialogue and monologues. It really can't go without mentioning that in both plays there are sporadic dance numbers made up of moves you would most likely perform in your kitchen when you're all alone (as Jessica, one of the actresses eloquently put it) which I'm a reeeal big fan of. 

HEALING DANCE #47!!!

Commence with The Mash Potato!

And The Twist!

And The Monkey!

Also, the sets there are always beautiful. (cough* John Arnone)

(Here is Kent Williams. In Port Twilight his character would periodically wander around stage cranking that creepy *read:badass music box, and the little monkey passed out fortunes to the audience).

Mr. Jenkin's plays have a magical realism type of vibe where wild things happen in what may or may not be real places in the future or past...Also, me and Jonathan were lucky enough to chat with Mr. Jenkin and found out he paints too! His paintings mimic his plays. Lots of characters and colors with only a bit of a linear story line. 

I really like his stuff, and am thankful to Kat and Bruce at The Undermain for introducing me.

(And also for the free cheese that happens on opening night).

And so I felt inspired to wear patterns and bright colors.

Boots: UO Sweater: Target, Everything else, thrifted.

Webb Gallery

Another magical find. Jonathan and I had a rather "fly by the seat of our pantaloons" kinda Sunday last week, and we ended up in Waxahachie, Texas. Webb Gallery is an oddball treasure we luckily uncovered (thanks to the our friends Paul and SJ) in the small town. It's nestled just near one of those charming southern town squares. Apparently, this is a place lots of hip people in Dallas already know about, cause when I instagramed this business, everyone was all "Duh Duh Duh, you're not cool unless you pee your pants hang out at the Webb Gallery!"

This space is brimming with old carnival signs and vintage strange-art and folk art and all sorts of twisted little americana nuggets of antiquity and abnormality. The owners of Webb Gallery are a husband and wife team, and apparently travel around the country searching for fun things, and self-taught artists to fill their gallery. Also, and very importantly, the owners are seemingly dog-people (this place has a cute pooch that greets everyone at the door)! Bright colors everywhere! Free Beer! Americana! Doggies! Vintage thangs! It's totally worth the trip, y'all.

If you live in DFW and support the arts in any way there is no reason why you shouldn't go here. So get there.

www.webbartgallery.com

Diane Arbus and Mohammed Ali by Tim Kerr

 Admirers of Dexter, and Dexter himself

 Upstairs, there were figurines that had been decapitated and carefully painted and reassembled with different heads. These were some of my FAVORITE pieces there. I'm not sure of the artist though. If you know, please comment! Also pictured, a gorgeous farm table that looked to be about 25 ft long!

There's Paul!

 More art by Tim Kerr

 I fell in love with the light in the back of the gallery where this old staircase leads to the second floor loft space. (A menorah AND Muddy Waters? If you know me, you know why this excites me so! Awwwww shit yeah!)

Lovely little spaces with lovely things and lovely light. 

I need to go back soon.