Beauty.

A few days a week, I work at an upholstery fabric store. I recently helped a woman who wanted to buy 15 yards of fabric to recover a couch. When an order arrives, we roll out the fabric and go through it looking for flaws. When this particular fabric arrived, I was told to look very closely at the fabric because said customer is notoriously picky. So, I rolled it out and slowly assessed each yard. It was a sand colored linen that had earthy specks in it. Linen is known and loved because of its natural beauty. When the woman came in, we went through it together and she kept finding little 'flaws'. I had to explain to her that these were not flaws, but rather, irregular texture that exists in the natural linen texture. After a long conversation with her, I came to realize that this tension over the condition of linen, is much like how we view many other things in our lives.

Why is it that we are drawn to natural-looking things, but yet expect them to be flawless?

Why is it that people are drawn to the human figure, but culture places high standards of 'perfection'?

We are set up for failure.

I once saw 'before' and 'after' pictures of a woman who lost 100 pounds. Usually, when a transformation like this takes place, the pictures are portrayed as before (sad, lonely, self-conscious) and after (happy, confident, glowing). However, in this particular set of pictures, I thought the before picture portrayed the woman as more beautiful than the after. See, in her before picture, she was wearing a beautiful red dress and stood laughing as the picture was being taken. However, in the second picture, her style and poise had completely changed. She no longer looked carefree, but looked as though she was trying to fit into a culturally contrived ideal. She had lost all 'personal spice' and stood there, covered in make-up, wearing revealing clothing.

The surprising thing about these pictures, was that I saw more 'flaws' in the 'after' picture, than the 'before'.

What is beauty? Is it intensional size and attitude or unawareness?

There is something to be said for beauty that is unaware; beauty that has flaws.

The same thing that draws us to the natural timelessness of linen, also draws us toward classical sculpture. It's the irregularity.

It's beauty of not being symmetrical.

Epiphany: It's really quite simple.

I am the master of over-thinking. There are many times that I approach a simple situation and in what seems like a second, I have made this minute issue seem life changing. Some may blame this on gender cliches but, in the last few weeks especially, I have come to the conclusion that I am a rare case. Not to worry, I am consistent! You can always count on me to dissect the issue, consider how it affects those surrounding the issue and how their response will in turn, affect me.

Food. Yes, however basic, actually does affect everything. Huh, interesting... It affects me, not only on the inside but the outside. Years and years of nutritional fads have taught us that there are certain 'danger' foods. Yes, we know that sugar can be used to get that caffeine boost, but then also results in a drop and lets not forget that it, sometimes more than not, is stored as fat. So, what's so ground-breaking? Well, I'm just going to tell you right now. I'm not promising to turn your world upside down. All I know is that something has 'clicked' with me and for the first time in my life, I am addressing the manditory issue of food with a different angle.

It isn't about what isn't in the food that you eat, it's actually all about what 'is'.

It's not about eating food that is low in calories or high in fiber. The issue is that we are complex beings, created out of the dust of the earth. Eating aspartame, high-fructose corn syrup and hormones only mess with the system that makes us who we are. Food dictates everything. It affects moods, energy... and my biggest 'bad food identifier', skin.

I spent about a year of my life as a vegetarian. I had decided to cut out meats to make me more aware of what I do put in my mouth. Though I don't regret this wonderful learning experience, I am realizing now that I was barely scratching the surface of a much deeper issue. I was focusing on avoiding meat rather than what I was replacing it with. Yes, I was healthy. I love vegetables so thats never really been an issue. However, I would eat meat substitute products such as store bought veggie-burgers. Yes, they are made of vegetables. However, they are highly processed and, at least the kind I frequented, had many additives to make this "burger" taste more like a... well, burger.

Today, I got out a box of crackers. This particular box had been given to me and though I didn't love them, I had been eating said crackers because they were "healthy". They were low-fat and thus concluded, that I would decide they were good. Today, I realized that though they were supposed to be a grainy cracker. Nothing about them tasted like whole grains. Yes, they were a hugh of brown so one could equate brown with grains, but why oh why was I identifying the color brown with cardboard? Nothing about them tasted like what it said it was on the box. I couldn't recognize about half of the contents below the nutrition information and thus realized that up until this point, I had essentially talked myself into thinking these crackers were good based on what wasn't in them. So, instead of eating a little extra fat, I was eating more chemicals than could be found in a high school chemistry lab.

It's simple. Eat what you know.

I've never been good at science... so I'll just avoid the chemicals.

Apple, anyone?

Tennessee's own, Courtenay James

The River Gallery here in Chattanooga's Art District recently showcased the work of Tennessee artist, Courtenay James. I walked through the gallery, slowly milling through the almost 3 dimensional pieces of various individuals in their context. Besides the detail, which reminded me of the almost photo-like style of Chuck Close, I was taken by the posture of the individual subjects. I recently had an apprenticeship where I spent a lot of time alone. These photo's remind me of the countless hours that were spent at the throwing wheel or standing at a table working with molds. Much like working alone in a studio, these images capture the placement of man working in a space- just them and their task. There is something unassuming about capturing people like the way James planned the positioning of 'Chris'. Yes, Chris is mindful of the painter but it he isn't adjusting anything about himself in minding the artist. It is just as if Chris and Courtenay were just having a casual conversation. There is a sense of comfort and ease. James understands place and the use of color in creating depth.


'Chris' by Courtenay James


'Andre' (bust) by Courtenay James


'Self-Portrait' (1996) by Chuck Close

That one time I tried to be someone I wasn't... HA!

I recently had an interview at a Marketing firm. Other than Human Resource Management, I would rank Marketing the second most bearable (even slightly enjoyable.... if under the right leadership) corporate business job I would actually consider.

PROBLEMO. I was picking it apart before I even got in for my actual interview. I sat in this seating area and kept feeling like the doctor was going to call me in for a shot. The magazines on the coffee table looked boring and a bit TOO intensional. People and Sports Illustrated? Really? Is the human race THAT cookie cutter that all audiences can be compelled by one of these two choices? All I could do was notice the terrible paint job, florescent lighting and how incredibly drab everyone looked. In planning for my first ever corporate job interview, I realized that I have no boring clothing. This made it really difficult in deciding what to wear. I had committed to my purple pencil skirt, black sweater and grey and black heels. I get into my interview and all I can do is critique the man's poor question choice (of course, only in my head) . I thought they lacked relevance and even interest. At the end, he asked me something about the weather and it was at that point that I realized two things.
1. His office had no windows
2. I could be both walking to a lobby and sleeping at the same time

You know that term 'beggers can't be choosers'? Well, I guess thats why I even went for this interview afterall. This particular firm was in its first year of business and I was meeting with the head man, so naturally I had a few questions. I was curious about his vision for the company and how much growth was expected. He replied, sitting back in his black leather chair (yes, cliche I know), and said- 'When people all over the world consider improving the marketing of their company, my bla bla bla company will be the first thing that comes to mind. THAT is how big it is going to be.'

I felt like I was trying to be sold something. I don't handle salesmen well. Leaving the interview, I felt like I had just tried to buy a car or some big vacuum cleaner....thing.

You know when you experience something and the next thing you know, you feel like you have morning breath?

Potential good news on the future to be coming soon. Stay tuned!

disclaimer: i really didn't mean to make this sound all like anti this and anti that or like some crazy 'hold a banner and put your fist in the air' kind of thing. I just want to be happy and not claustrophobic.

2011. The Year of Resourcefulness.

Click: FRUGAL IS THE NEW BLACK (updated... link does work now!)

Though the above video clip is from early last year, it stresses an important cultural shift that is occuring around us. Instead of buying, we are making. Our small wallets are forcing us to not just spend carefully, but view what we have as a possibility for something else. This year, as needs arise, the question will not be 'what store carries this?', but rather 'how can I make or substitute this?'

I am in the process of going through and organizing boxes for an upcoming move and I'm realizing how much I have accumulated over my short 22 year old life. I don't consider myself a pack rat by any means but yet, I own so much. This year, rather than making a list of all the things I want, I want to first be aware of all that I own and either make use of it, transform it into something usable or get rid of it in a condusive fashion. This year is the year of Resourcefulness and I will not be stopped!



Updates to follow as to the ramifications of this years prompted lifestyle.