7/24/12

COUNTRY LIVING



last week the pup and i drove north to the beautiful farmland of upstate new york. it was our first solo road trip and we had a blast. off leash, untethered, roaming among the haystacks, curiously curious to all the sights and sounds of the low lying brush and lush landscape. i want to thank my generous friends for opening their home to us and feeding us delicious food and for keeping the wine and conversation flowing. and silas thanks you for all the goodies he so stealthily managed to scavenge from the compost bin. we'll be back : )









double decker wedding weekend ahead. team CocoRosie on the move. stay tuned.

{i love the last pic of the cy man. he looks like a zen master. more and more these days. i've nicknamed him 'bodhi' and he seems cool with that.}


// xx


I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. ~E.E. Cummings



7/12/12

ASLEEP ON A SUNBEAM*





























Think about a new destination
If you think you need inspiration
Roll out the map and mark it with a pin
I will follow every direction
Just lace up your shoes while I’m fetching a sleeping bag, a tent...
Another summer’s passing by
All I need is somewhere I feel the grass beneath my feet
A walk on sand, a fire I can warm my hands
My joy will be complete.



















































1.2.3.4. Laura Letinsky


i've been enjoying my new steady diet of hard boiled eggs and gin and tonics. nothing like a little protein and a highball cocktail to celebrate the dog days of summer. i retreat to the studio to prepare for yet another summer soiree. looks like we need trash bags and rags. oh the glamour that is the flower biz.

// xx

*Belle and Sebastian

7/2/12

THE KISS

i was asked to design a floral arrangement, using Gustav Klimt's painting, The Kiss, as inspiration.

and so i did.




{CocoRosie florals featured in the july issue of Brides}

Klimt was 45 when he painted The Kiss, still living with his mother and two unmarried sisters.


off for a few days to hear the sounds of silence. i leave you with a lil sufjan lullaby.

enjoy the holiday ~ xx


Tomber amoureux. To fall in love. Does it occur suddenly or gradually? If gradually, when is the moment “already”? I would fall in love with a monkey made of rags. With a plywood squirrel. With a botanical atlas. With an oriole. With a ferret. With a marten in a picture. With the forest one sees to the right when riding in a cart to Jaszuny. With a poem by a little-known poet. With human beings whose names still move me. And always the object of love was enveloped in erotic fantasy or was submitted, as in Stendhal, to a “cristallisation,” so it is frightful to think of that object as it was, naked among the naked things, and of the fairy tales about it one invents. Yes, I was often in love with something or someone. Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love. That is something different. 

~ Falling in Love, Czeslaw Milosz