Adriene Crimson

There is a pink wooden diorama in my torso & its pointy edges hurt my guts. It’s time to extricate this piece & show it off.

I’ve hidden in bathrooms before Hoping for the immenent to pass Knowing that now had to be made First

Comments on my previous post inspired me to feel a little deeper into certain aspects of life and how change comes about, whether we want it or not. I mentioned to Jim that there must exist “an aperture of the soul” that we can adjust when a new focus is needed. This made me think [...]

I’ve been a fan of corn bread and corn muffins since I can remember.So, when I saw this post by Shanny’s sister, Rena: http://sandwicharchitecture.wordpress.com I decided to try it.Ever the fiddler, here’s how I changed it. Rena’s Corn MuffinsSlightly adapted(I copied and pasted her recipe and directions and edited where I changed it) Ingredients * [...]

Went to the SFMoMA free first tuesday yesterday for a quick visit from 4 to 5:45. Was pretty unimpressed until we got to the SECA Art Awards Exhibit and the Face of Our Time | Four Shows exhibits.The former is up until May 10th, the latter, April 26th. Go see them.Here are some samples (it’s [...]

My second “food” entry for SPC. On Sunday, we went to Baker BeachView Larger Map and grumbled at the Blue Angels flexing their military muscle all over our supposed-to-be quiet day. Eventually, they landed and we were able to take a nap that left us hungry.Hungry and near Clement Street(which might as well be China [...]

this is my first contribution to self portrait challenge. i’ve completed the challenge in the past, just not gone all the way to posting here. i found the bathroom topic to be intriguing for a few reasons. the first being that i love the bathroom here at my boyfriend’s apartment and was excited to photo-document [...]

wanting to write a poem to encompass the depth and breadth of emotions i’ve been feeling lately, yet feeling trite, saccharine and obvious, i chose to read instead. i happened upon this poem in the May 2007 issue of The Sun that somehow helped me feel slightly less singular. while you were awayby Richard Newman [...]

it was a gorgeous, warm, sunny day, and my roommate and I went to brunch. we ate brunch inside and then decided to go to the park. we saw my bike messenger friend by the video store. we all decided to get ice cream and then go to the park – my friend would meet [...]

Click any image to see it larger on flickr. Ventilation and Awe Doors Patterns and Lines Reflected Selves Ancient structures