Around the Horn: Dream Home

I collect Japanese “mooks” (magazine-books) that feature home decor, design, architecture, lifestyle, etc.  They are probably my favorite possessions.  I pet them and salivate on them.

Here are a couple of pages I scanned from Casa Brutus magazine (please pardon the sub-excellent scan job):

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Coil, by Akihisa Hirata

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Optical Glass House, Hiroshi Nakamura

Around the Horn: Regret Minimization Framework

When deciding whether to leave his secure Wall Street job in order to take a risk on starting Amazon, Jeff Bezos used what he calls “regret minimization framework.”  He imagined himself as an 80-year-old reflecting on his life and the choices he’d made.  He knew that the old man would regret not taking a leap and seizing the opportunity “to participate in this thing called the internet,” so the choice became suddenly clear.

What would you like to do now in order to avoid feeling regret in later years, or what choices have you already made that you imagine you may regret?  For those of you with few regrets, what choices did you make that were the right ones?

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Pig

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My mom’s Zodiac animal is Pig, so I like pigs.  She loves them.  Whenever I see a pig thingamajig, I always stop and eye it as a possible gift.

Mom is my free art director.  She gives a solid thumbs-down to nearly everything I draw, which I find kind of hilarious and occasionally painful.  Her feedback is usually a raised eyebrow-frown (sometimes combined with her walking away) or just an “UGGH.”  To an extent, I trust her eye since she was an architect and is pretty good at looking for - and distilling something down to - the basics.

I was afraid she’d disapprove of this drawing, but she actually said, “Cute.”

Relief (pig bias works in my favor)!

Happy October, everyone!

Around The Horn: Things You Get Used To

It’s spider season in our neighborhood.  This means that even the quickest trip outside (to take out trash, recycling, compost, laundry) results in running into two or three spiderwebs with my face.  Going for a walk equals ten more encounters (recently, a strand broke across my eyeballs, and another time, a partial web went into my mouth).

Giant communal spider web at Lake Tawakoni State Park, Texas; looks like my apartment

Giant communal spider web at Lake Tawakoni State Park, Texas; looks like my apartment

Door Signs

My husband politely asked me if I could suggest a pleasant door sign.

“My boss said that my door’s the only one in our department that’s closed, so I’d like people to know that they’re welcome to knock and come in, even if the door’s closed.”

“I’ll try to think of some signs for you,” I said.

I printed these out for him.