Blue skies and turquoise h2o called me this afternoon. Standing up and riding a wave…there’s just nothing quite like that feeling. Even if I only caught 4 waves of whitewater…just being out there and paddling around equals connection to nature, connection to the self.
And after a few weeks of terrible rainy weather, loving Hawaiian springtime…
(Surfing was fun, but I’ll be sticking to the land 🙂
Going back through old pics…actually looking for some design inspiration for a potential new endeavor…came across this photo of my pup, Rio (who’s now hanging out with “Grandma” back in California. Miss the lil’ guy, and miss you, Mom!) and my old room.
After the economy tanked in 2008, my parents welcomed me into their home, allowing me to redesign a bedroom while I got my feet on the ground. I worked hard to convert that room from a dark, cluttered space to a welcoming, light-filled, beach-themed bedroom. How exciting it was to re-do that room…the painting, the shopping, finding deals at thrift stores, my arms feeling like jelly after hours of painting… Aww memory lane.
My folks now use the space as a guestroom and extra workspace.
Fall 2009, with Rio cuddled up. Right before leaving for Asia.
p.s. I painted the sailboat painting in high school 😉
The serratus anterior.
Also known as the sexy lifeguard superman muscle.
Anatomy studying. Ha!