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Participatory Art? Co-Art?

The concept of co-working was completely foreign to me until last April, when my boyfriend got the crazy idea into his head to found a co-working space in Houston. Fastforward a few months later, and he is now the proud co-founder, co-director of Caroline Collective (www.carolinecollective.cc), the world’s largest co-working space. Soon, we will be coming upon the 1 year anniversary. And in true Caroline style, a Texas sized party will be required.

This has had me thinking over the past few weeks, why not do a co-working collaborative co-art for the event? Rather than go for the standard art show to be hung at the event, let’s be true to the mission of Caroline, and make it a community effort. Although these ideas are in their infancy, I know mirrors, text, picture frames and possibly chalk will be involved. Stay tuned as I work this idea out, and more importantly, convince my boyfriend to let me produce it for the party.

Yogi Tea, I love you

So I have a huge addiction to yogi super anti-oxidant teas. Yes, the taste is amazing. As is the packaging. But I also love the pearls of wisdom every tea bag comes with. But, buyer be ware! Whole Foods will charge you $2 more per box than other grocers, like Trader Joe’s. Here are a few of my favorite Yogi Tea proverbs:
A relaxed mind is a creative mind
Be proud of who you are
Live for each other
Bliss cannot be disturbed by gain or loss
Every smile is a direct achievement
Your heartbeat is the rhythm of your soul
Be happy so long as breath is in you
Empty yourself and let the universe fill you
Every heartbeat creates a miracle
An attitude of gratitude brings opportunity
Dignity and tranquility last forever

New Year Resolutions? Really? Really!

-Blog about the books I read
-Be fit not fat in 2009!
-Torture myself through June for the GMAT
-Work in Washington, Live in DC
-Travel as much as possible, where passports are required.
-I think these are fair goals, nothing too elaborate. Achievable. Doable. Real.

A brief intro...

So as my first entry, I am going to give a little background on the who’s, the what’s, the where’s, the when’s, and the why’s. I think I can now call my self in my mid-twenties, which is a scary thought in and of itself. I’ve been encouraged to buy under eye cream. I’m a resident of the District of Columbia, but Texas is home and is where I know I will find myself in the long run. (main reasons: margaritas and Mexican food) I live on the cusp between U Street and Columbia Heights, but I claim the U Street neighborhood. (mainly b/c it’s easier to walk down the hill to the U street metro stop) But, the benefit of living at the top of one of the steepest and highest hills in Washington, might you ask? The view. It will make you pop right out of bed in the morning when from the window next to your bed you can see the Capital, Washington Monument, The Smithsonian Castle, and even the Air Force Memorial in Arlington. It’s pretty spectacular to say the least. A good bloody mary or mimosa gets me right out of bed as well. I pretty much stick to this neighborhood, but that’s mainly because it’s a liberal/artsy hub—and I don’t have to worry about running into any republican “friends” (please note the quotes—I really don’t consider anyone a republican my friend) So yup, that’s a brief intro.