Wednesday, March 16, 2011

White Feathers.

Spring break..... Its awfully quiet around here. Nowhere to go. Nothing to do. 
So Ive begun doing some of the silly things I did as a child. 
Like painting old furniture and cutting apart old magazines.
Making perfectly good things into 
even more fantastic things.

It took a while to paint this. I sat in the backyard so long that my butt began to get sore.
So I grabbed a pillow to sit on.
Oh, don't stop now!! The story gets better..

I swear!

I ran off into the world for an hour or so and left the pillow out back.
Along with my dogs.

Now it appears as though an entire flock of birds has  exploded in my yard.
The above picture is our makeshift doggie agility course,

along with 37 billion tiny white feathers.

Apparently it was exhausting. VERY Exhausting.

 Because they could barely keep their guilty little eyeballs open.

Okay, yeah. Its freakin' adorable. 

Don't encourage them... please.

 I just spent 2 hours picking up feathers.

White Feathers. White feathers. White Feathers.



Thursday, March 3, 2011


My name is Lauren, and I don't fit.

In your imaginary box.
The Music.
The Moment.
You Own it.
Dont Ever Let it Go.