update

I've learned I'm not the best at updating a blog, but here is a recap of the past few months:

1. lived a spring and summer in the mountains of Asheville, North Carolina, returning to my most favorite swimming holes and spending time with some of my favorite people,

1. Helped my mama move out of my childhood home, painting over the names and notes my friends wrote on the ceiling above my bed,
   
   
   
   
   
   3. Helped my boyfriend move out of appalachia and into a small and beautiful Brooklyn apartment with his best friend. Before, we visited and stayed with our sweet friend Demetria in her light-filled space with some of the most special cats I ever met. Aaron's neighborhood is unbelievably perfect, quiet and small and lined with plant-filled coffee shops and people walking dogs that they will let you pet and play with. it feels like home even though it isn't mine (yet).

4. Moved myself into an apartment near my school, my first real space of my own. There is a cat here and his name is Rimbaud. I adopted a fig tree and she sits at the corner of my bed.

 5. Opened an etsy shop selling some handmade leather bags. I've been lousy at updating that too and have nearly sold out of what I originally listed, but have lots of new bags ready to be listed in time for the holidays.


thanks for sticking with me, guys!

little while

towards the end of my trip i had less and less access to a computer and even less access to internet so there was no way for me to post here, but now i've been home two weeks and neglected. i've been busy garden-building, listening to music by my friends and love, spending my money on mango mochi from the trader joe's across the street. coming from summer this harsh april is distorted into fall and i've been really tired. here are some self-portraits from my time on the other side.

 

and here is a picture of my best friend who i am excited to be reunited with:

 

moeraki.

the world is weird & i don't understand it but i will enjoy it anyway.

Luna Boots workshop.

    I've spent the past three days in Dunedin participating in a shoemaking workshop run by Luna from Luna Boots, held in Lou's studio. I heard about the workshop last minute from a friend I met at a hostel in Te Anau just days ago, and immediately knew I had to do whatever I could to get on the roster. There are some things I've always longed to do, and most of them involve using my hands to make tons of sorts of things-- knitting/ crocheting/ embroidery, book making, leather work... I've rarely been able to find the time or advice on how to get started on new projects, so when something like this stumbles across my path I have to participate.

    I've been traveling for over a week now, and was supposed to for yet another two weeks or so, but in order to make room for the workshop in my budget I shaved down my travel and found another WWOOF host for four days from now. I'm so glad I did-- the workshop was worth the time and resources to make a custom fitted, custom designed shoe of my own.

Lou has the prettiest studio I've ever seen. It's right in the heart of downtown, with big windows overlooking sweet and busy Dunedin cafes. Bonus, it was on top of a seriously delicious Japanese restaurant.

 Luna was such a great teacher. So kind, patient, and supportive with your work. She's been teaching shoemaking for nearly forty years, having started a shoemaking co op in Wales after college.

 It took three full days to make the shoes, which seems simultaneously like a seriously short amount of time and a quite lengthy process. The days flew by but the work was constant and complex. I'm left with so much appreciation for the process.

 

 Anyway, at this point I'm so totally mesmerized by the process of shoemaking. I'd love to make more once I'm home-- I found out about another shoemaking workshop in Port Townsend near Seattle that I'm too strongly considering making a trip out for.

 

We took some glamour shots of our shoes-- you can see the imperfections but I think they're a sweet reminder to myself that they were made by me with my own hands.

Everyone in the workshop wound up with the sweetest shoes that totally matched their personalities. I'm not sure mine necessarily reflect myself in them much, but, while the red lining was a sort of fluke brought on by lack of options, I think its suited to one of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite books that I first heard when I was fourteen and has stuck with me since: "if there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling into a jeweler's felt so that we should never hear it."

    (A funny thing: the redheaded girl with glasses went to Warren Wilson, I found out on the last day! An itty bitty college outside of Asheville. She now lives in New Zealand working for Amnesty International. I love it when the world makes it apparent how small it can really be.)

    Anyway, soon I'm off to Christchurch to meet the friend I heard about the workshop from and travel around the tip of the South island before bridging over to Wellington.