Friday, October 31, 2008

If you can't say something nice...

Late breaking news...if you say something nice, you feel good.

I love this concept. Don't we-shouldn't we!-learn this in kindergarden?

Sarah Palin has pretty hair. Thanks for reading.

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October, we hardly knew ye

Today is Halloween, with much excitement over here, of course. I'm resisting the urge to post a picture of the pilgrim, Indian, hippie, Lurch, Dorothy, etc... that were circulating around the house this morning or the dozens of other adorable creatures that will fill our park today, in what has to be one of the most idyllic scenes of suburbia: the neighborhood ragamuffin parade.
As fun as this is, when we come down from the sugar high tomorrow morning, October will be over. And it was a beautiful one...the leaves were spectacular, the skies so blue, the air so crisp. Wow. we go.

You can practically hear the retailers rattling their bells and whistles, getting ready to deck the halls and sell some &%#!.

You, like I, have probably already started negotiations over family celebrations- who goes where, who cooks what, who brings what.

Your kids, perhaps, like mine, have already started to compile lists of wants, desires, needs.
You may yourself, like I, have started a different list, of names, dates, plans, must be dones.

You might be, like I am, breaking out in hives at the thought of another holiday season that comes at us full force, sweeps us up, and spits us out at the other end exhausted and broke.

I really want it to be different this year.
So I've taken that "pledge" over there on the sidebar. I'm going to try really hard not to give in to eleventh hour panic, buying things they don't need. I'm definitely going to avoid anything made in China. I've started to knit some presents, bought some vintage others. I'm finding amazing, perfect one-of-a-kind things on Etsy. I'm going to shop the local craft fairs & co-ops.

I've talked to the kids about expectations, and quality over quantity. About the joy of giving something to each other that means something. (They think I'm a lot of fun...)

But, it's going to be hard. Those bells and whistles are shiny, and pretty, and summon up memories of all sorts of holidays past.

And at the end of the day, what I really want most, is for these kids to be happy. Feel loved. Grow up remembering good things. Doesn't always come easy.

So, wish me luck, and best wishes to all of you, as we stand poised on the edge of holiday madness, holiday rush, holiday joy, holiday peace.
Ready or not, here it comes. Thanks for reading.


Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Dark mornings, grey days, early nights

Waking up a sleeping child in pitch-blackness to get ready for school goes against every maternal bone in my body. It just feels wrong. I've twice this week resorted to blaming "New York State," for demanding that children attend school, as the reason for getting the kids out of bed. Although I will say, something about the hush over the household while making breakfast in the emerging light isn't all bad.

I've been thinking about Denmark lately; more than usual, even.

The last time I visited Denmark was during October, so every year since then my memory of the atmosphere there, as well as the habits and rituals I picked up and brought home with me, resurface strongly during this season.

Light candles. Eat cheese with every meal. Wrap the babies up warmly and bring them outside. Walk around town and laugh with the people you meet there. Always wear at least one thing that's beautiful. Invite people in. Offer them drinks.

I was crazy-ready to have a child when I was there last, and one of my favorite relatives told me to not worry about things so much, to have a glass of wine and "get soft with your husband". Smart people, those Danes.

I was also there during the Clinton/Lewinsky scandal, and had brought with me off the plane an American newspaper. My family in Denmark was simultaneously amused and astounded at the way the U.S. looked at that whole situation.

Lately, as I watch this political circus, I've been wondering what they think of it all, over in Copenhagen. I'm pretty sure I know.
So, I've been enjoying reading this blog, by an American living in Denmark, as a way of getting the lowdown on the election-as-spectator-sport from someone viewing it at a distance.

In the meantime, despite the dark mornings, the grey days (this week), I've been enjoying the early nights.

Light a candle. Eat some cheese. Get soft. Thanks for reading.


Monday, October 27, 2008

The daddy vibe

I woke up from a mid-day sleep-coma on Sunday to find that Anna was no longer napping with me, but had, in fact, been to Home Depot and back with her daddy and begun a long-overdue home-maintenance project. Which. involved. cement.

Now, I tend to resist a three year old's help when I'm only making cookies (Don't touch the flour! I'll break the eggs! Wouldn't you rather play with blocks, sweetie? I'll bring you one when they're ready).
But, the time to fix that broken step was NOW, apparently, and why should a wide-awake girl and a fast-asleep mommy change that?

And, truth be told, all was well. She was happy. He was happy. Task was being completed, with laughter and superhuman patience. And cement.
Let this be a lesson to me, and control-freak, worst-case-scenario-fearing mommies everywhere. Those guys we married may do things their own way, and in their own time, but they've got so much to give these kids of ours (theirs!) if we would just get the heck out of the way and let them do it.
And in case you missed it- no, that's not a hat.

Standing aside and watching good things happen. Thanks for reading.

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Sunday, October 26, 2008

Better than ice cream.

I used to sing this song at bedtime to the girls when they were little(r), and one night Lindsey looked up at me and said "just like Nana is".

Happy Birthday, Mom. We all love you very much.
Luckiest girl(s) in the world. Thanks for reading.


Saturday, October 25, 2008

It was a dark and stormy night...

and we still had a great opening for the new show. Thanks to the friends of eyebuzz who came in from the rain to meet Russell . We loved seeing & talking to all of you.

I love a rainy night in Fall with friends. Thanks for reading.

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Thursday, October 23, 2008

Parallel Universe

How is it that in one day, I can take a beautiful drive up the Hudson with Anna and Tim, be pleasantly surprised that everyone liked dinner, listen to five different versions of the same joke from five different girls and laugh at them all, tuck them all in to bed happy that they're ready for school in the morning...

and then watch this movie and this tv skit and feel like the "real" world is some sort of parallel universe to the one I'm living in?

Why is all of this ok, and when is it all going to be over?

Counting the days. Thanks for, reading.

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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

"Little things can be scary, can be sublime."

Tim's interview with Russell deYoung is now on the eyebuzz fine art website.

You can check it out here. Thanks for reading.

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Tuesday, October 21, 2008

This is what I'm doing today

This blogging thing sometimes gets in the way. All of it: the photographing, the Photoshop-ping (about which I have so much to learn! for instance, can anyone tell me why Anna is so yellow?), the uploading, the writing, not to mention the reading, reading, reading so many fascinating (to me) things others have to say. The general immersion in a world inside a computer screen, instead of what's three-d right in front of me.

So I'm getting this out of my system for the day, right now. I don't have anything interesting to say, because today, I'm going to:

clean the kitchen floor, after I
make chicken pot pie,
bake two kinds of cookies,
switch my own summer/winter clothes,
send in some medical insurance forms (long overdue),
fold laundry...
but mostly, I'm going to do this:

Before I go, I want to mention Simple, Green, Frugal Co-op, which I found through Amanda Soule. I've been thinking a lot about our (family's, culture's, country's) consumerism lately, even before I watched The Story of Stuff, and Simple,Green adds much food for thought.
Logging off for the day. Thanks for reading.


Monday, October 20, 2008

In-between days

We are in-between shows this week: Eunju Kang's show ended on Friday, and Russell deYoung's begins this Thursday. Which leaves us with a few days off (?!) and lots to do to get things ready for the next exhibit.

We're excited to have Russell's show, and as usual, we have a mild case of pre-opening-night jitters. Tim and Russell have been working on a really interesting interview, which should be wrapped up and online in the next day or two; Tim will hang the show, and we'll put on a nice opening reception Saturday night. {That was me pausing to make some phone calls to babysitters, a detail I always seem to leave to the last minute!}

We've moved the reception time back to six until eight at night...we're hoping it makes it easier for people to stop by on their way out, or even make a night of it at eyebuzz.

In the meantime, Bruce Habowski sent us these two paintings to keep on-hand at the gallery, and we think they're really good. The smaller sized Habowskis fly off the shelves, and I'm sure these will be no different. Keep 'em coming, Bruce.

I'm posting the above picture, as opposed to some others I took the minute the package arrived at the house, to prove that they made it to the gallery. Always tempting to keep them for ourselves!

Our plan when we first started the gallery was to buy one piece from each show to have on our walls at home. That hasn't been possible yet, but during every exhibit we play the "which one will we keep" game. Interestingly, (but maybe not surprisingly), we don't always choose the same one.

I've already got mine picked out from Russell's show, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

More tomorrow. Thanks for reading.

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Sunday, October 19, 2008


This weather won't quit, and who's complaining?
Not me.

Blue at the park, Friday afternoon:

Blue skies on Saturday, one of the most perfect days, in a most idyllic setting, on a rare, relaxing, girls-only twenty four hours away (thank you, my friends):

More walking on Sunday, another blue, breezy day:

And then home, to little miss blue-eyes. Thanks for reading.

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Friday, October 17, 2008

Harvest Fair Tag Sale Loot

Photo (and sentiment) by Cali

Today's take from the white elephant tent at Union Church in Pocantico Hills:

Delicate, intricate, pretty ornaments - $2.00

Unique, funky vintage tablecloth, perfect condition - $12.oo

Entire set of wood letter/number/animal blocks (basket not included) - $3.00

Off to the gallery for Third Friday...enjoy this beautiful weekend, all.
$17.00 poorer, but oh, so happy! Thanks for reading.


Thursday, October 16, 2008

The morning after

the last debate, and I'm exhausted. By it all. First off, remember when I made my new-school-year resolutions? Well, these seemingly endless debates are throwing bedtime way off, as are several other things we have going here. I feel like both of us are working 'round the clock and still aren't getting everything done.

When I look around blogland, and talk to people here on earth, too, so many of us seem to feel the same way. About these debates, and the election in general. People young and old have had enough, already. It's getting ugly and it's getting stressful for all of us to look, listen and process all the nonsense coming, frankly, from both sides.

Even the kids: last night when I quickly tucked them in for the last time because I had "to get back downstairs to watch the debate" said "AGAIN?"

I think our friend Bret said it best: "Couldn't we just have the election NOW?"

But I can't really blame it all on politics. My scatter-brainedness may just be tied into Fall. I have been driving around looking more at the trees and the bittersweet than the road. I seem to have several projects going at once now: surely just a result of the gather-store-nest mode that the season puts me in, naturally.

And, the weather has been spectacular. There have been lots of walks and outside play during times I might have spent more productively.

But it will all soon be over.

The election-and I am as hopeful as ever, even after last night. I am hopeful, are you?

The Fall-and then we will miss all of these fleeting pleasures.

So I will not wish it away. But I'm going to bed early tonight. I mean it.

Here's to hope, and a good night's sleep. Thanks for reading.


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Autumn art

Leaf art by Mother Nature; leaf monoprint by Eunju Kang.

In love with the colors. Thanks for reading,

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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Six random things about eyebuzz

I've seen on a lot of other blogs the notion of "tagging" someone to answer a question or continue a theme. Well I haven't been tagged by anyone (I'm sure they're just busy...), but I like the idea, so I thought I would go ahead and tag my own bad self.

So, in that spirit, without further ado:

Six Random Things About eyebuzz

1) eyebuzz is a word that Tim made up when he was first starting his business in 1999. He put a bunch of random words together until he hit on a combo that sounded good and hadn't already been taken as an AOL screen name.

2) we found our space on Kaldenberg Place on Emily's ninth birthday; Cali & I were cutting over from parking illegally in the CVS parking lot to pick up an ice cream cake for Em at Main Street Sweets . When we saw the FOR RENT sign in the window, I knew right then that we had to take that storefront and make it our very own.

3) when we did our first artist interview, with Bruce Habowski, Tim conducted it over the phone and recorded it on a little recording machine. It took me and Tim over eight hours to transcribe the interview from the tape. Now we conduct most our artist interviews by e-mail.

4) until this August, we had a vintage Corona typewriter in the window that Tim's friend, Nate, had given to him. We took it out when Tim painted the gallery before we reopened in September. I really miss having the typewriter in the window; but I also have an old Royal that was my mom's that she gave to me when I was little, and I want to put that one in the storefront now, instead.

5) What is now eyebuzz fine art used to be a shoe repair shop, an electrician's storeroom, an antique store, and Donovan Glass. Tim's brother Nick and his partner, Nicole have an art gallery/wine tasting room/nursery in Ukiah, California, and that space used to be a shoe repair shop, too.

6) Tim and I always talked about wanting a "little store" where people would come to shop but also to hang out, have a glass of wine, talk & form a community of friends. We pictured having a couch in the back and that people would stop by and stay a while. eyebuzz is about six and a half feet wide, so there's no room for the couch. We originally had two white chairs from Ikea, but even those took up too much space, so they're in our office at home now.

We pretty much have what we had envisioned, even without the couch. We'll be there this Friday, for Third Friday, with some wine and some snacks (and some lollipops for trick-or-treaters) .

Come on in and say hello, maybe stay for a glass of wine...but sorry, you'll have to stand.

Just another random Tuesday. Thanks for reading,

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Friday, October 10, 2008

Scandinavian Enamel Bowl Obsession

I'm a little blurry-eyed this morning, due to the fact that everyone else here, including Tim, was exhausted last night, and fell asleep practically in the middle of brushing their teeth. Left to my own devices, immediately after saying "I'll be right up", I began on what quickly became an all-consuming search online for one of these:

Dedicated eyeblog readers (is there such an animal?) may recognize this from the original eyeblog header, which was posted from our vacation in Maine. It does, however, not belong to me, but rather the lucky family from whom we rented the house on Pink Street.

I have always liked these vintage enamel bowls; I have one from Denmark, a gift from my lovely relatives (who deserve and will someday get their own, entire, blogpost) with red hearts on it, which is very cute to have around at Christmas, or perhaps break out again on Valentines Day, but otherwise, red hearts are really not my thing.
I had zeroed right in on the sunflower patterned one that Amy Butler has in her kitchen, which you can see in her book, Midwest Modern,
image by David Butler, Midwest Modern, Stewart Tabori & Chang

image by David Butler, Midwest Modern, Stewart Tabori & Chang

and so, I had an inkling that there were a few designs out there other than my redheart one, and thought I might, someday, like to acquire one just like the one from Pink Street.

Well, little did I know!

After my latenight obsessive online research fest last night, I have discovered several things:

1) I'm not the only one who fancies these bowls
2) There's a site called Ebay, and all sorts of people sell all sorts of stuff, and it's very addictive.

3) These bowls are made by a Finnish company called Arabia Finland, and were designed by various people in the 60's and 70's, most notably Kaj Frank .

4) There are also vaguely similar but equally fabulous Scandinavian enamel bowls made by Catherineholm,a Norwegian company, which have the most beautiful Lotus pattern in various colors. A different object than the Arabia Finland bowls altogether, but altogether as fabulous.
5) You may find some of these coveted items on Ebay, and for seemingly little money, but you will never actually be able to purchase them, no matter how much time you spend trying or how much money you offer.

Here I am, working on little sleep, and what sleep I had was peppered with fantasies that my bid was accepted and oh my god exactly how many things had I bid on, anyway???? What if I "win" them all??? (I love that, as if, in the end, not only am I lucky to have gotten them, but am also left confused as to whether or not I have to actually pay for them.)

Here I am, exhausted and still without a Scandinavian Enamel Bowl (other than the redhearted one, which is looking better and better every minute). I did stumble upon a very interesting online vintage store, which had one mushroom bowl, but it was already sold. They also had a cool blog, and seemed like nice people. I guess that's the best result from my one night stand with Ebay; I found a new online "friend".

image from

But nowhere was there anything resembling the bowl from Pink Street (the mushroom one comes close, though!) And I have depleted my sources (well, my energy) if anyone knows anything more about these bowls, has one they want to sell to me, or can tell me where to look, please send me a line!
So, in the meantime, I'm thinking that Scandinavian Enamel Bowl Obsession might be a great name for the band. What do you think?

Turning in early. Thanks for reading.

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Thursday, October 9, 2008

The View...

from eyebuzz. First in a series.

My view, today. Thanks for reading.


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Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Candy for grown-ups

Something about Fall makes me crave chocolate. Chocolate and red wine. Together.

I bake cookies more often now, too. There have been lots and lots of cookies around here lately, and I've been fighting an impulse to post pictures of them all. I've been taking pictures, mind you, of every batch, but I've been sparing you from having to look at them. I came close to posting the last round of pumpkin cookies, but pulled it. You can thank me later.

But the chocolate thing seems to be seasonal for me. I trace it back directly to my friend Melissa. A couple of years ago we had a very atmospheric fall cocktail party just for grown ups, and she, rising to the the non-occasion beautifully, arrived with a lavish box of mixed chocolates from Anna Shea. As a hostess gift. Very grown up.

The next fall, on the BIG occasion of my mother's eightieth birthday luncheon, as favors for the guests, I had little chocolate-brown boxes lined with pink tissue filled and tied up with a satiny brown bow, from Anna Shea. The tags were made out of scanned photos of the birthday girl dressed up as Miss Daisy in, oh, about 1931. They were lovely, I think.

Since then, I haven't been back in, although one day, a while ago, Tim came home for lunch and brought me two pieces of chocolate in a little pink bag: one of the most romantic things I can remember anyone ever doing for me.

So, last Friday, walking through town in that perfect fall weather, it seemed suddenly essential that I go in that perfect little shop. It's so European looking, like someplace that might make dolls, or jewelry boxes.

Actually, the chocolates are not unlike either of those things, with their intricate designs and luxurious colors.

I bought eight pieces, just enough for us all to have one for dessert. The girls picked numbers and chose in order, first went a heart-shaped cinnamon one, next a white chocolate coffee one, and so on. Very dignified. I think chocolates like these make you rise to the occasion, whatever it may be.

I saved mine for later. Dark chocolate ganache with a sprinkling of sea salt. Perfect with a glass of red wine.
Very grown up. Thanks for reading.
{p.s. couldn't help myself}

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Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Tuesday night viewing

Something to watch & think about before the debate tonight.

I'm going to have the kids watch this, too. They're starting to write up-change that! type up on Word-their Christmas lists already.

Watching & thinking...and keeping my fingers crossed. Thanks for reading.


Monday, October 6, 2008

My cup runneth over.

Monday. And the bittersweet is out.

Monday, and I received two extraordinary gifts from two friends on an ordinary Monday.

From Rebecca, home from her half-marathon in New Hampshire: in this lovely seed-bag, with this lovely ribbon,

were these incredibly beautiful papers with my beloved bittersweet in graphic awesomeness.

From Beth, from outside the Met, and just like the long-admired one in her kitchen:
this painting was waiting for me in my kitchen when I came home...

...from cutting the first bittersweet {risking life and limb to do so, if you recognize the setting!}

{but for a good cause...}

Monday presents. Thank you to my friends.
Thankful for my friends. Thanks for reading.

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

Sunday drivers

We often take long Sunday drives, with Anna strapped in happily in the back seat and a "car picnic" packed. We'll go out looking at galleries, nurseries, museums, or even just wander around some town and check out the "housing stock", see if the aluminum siding salesmen had hit town or not, at some sad point in the last 30 years or so.
We often drive up to Tivoli, have a look at Bard's performing arts center and walk the little village from end to end. Beacon is a favorite if we want to check out the galleries, see what other people have got going. Rhinebeck is beautiful, and (almost too) perfectly preserved and updated. Red Hook is lovely, too, and worth a stop if only for this store.

And always, our favorite outing, is Hudson, with its long, grand Warren Avenue of shops, galleries, antiques (and more antiques),restaurants, refurbished (and not) townhouses and The Spotty Dog Books & Ale-one of those rare places where we can hang out and drink pints of beer with a happily occupied three year old looking at great wooden toys and playing Connect Four in the bar. And then float up the street for organic pizza. Like a dream come true.

But we didn't do any of these things this Sunday. As we set out over the Tappan Zee the weather was grey and rainy,

but the sky gradually began to clear up.

Our plan was to drive to Warwick, NY, a town neither of us had ever laid eyes on but we've been hearing a lot about lately. There was an interesting interview with the mayor there in The Valley Table's last issue, and we knew of an organic farm there we thought we might check out. What we hadn't counted on were the 30,000 people who were also driving to Warwick yesterday for the event that was quite impressive in size, but is pretty much a prime example of our worst nightmare. We didn't get out of the car. We also couldn't find the farm, even with the address and a Google map, but we did find a nice cornfield to park next to and have our car picnic.

So, instead, we drove back over the Bear Mountain Bridge, with the weather at this point near-perfect, and headed up the east coast of the Hudson to Garrison.
There we could let the three year old stretch those little legs on the shore of the Hudson, run and climb (Tim says there's an unspoken rule that sculptures out-of-doors are fair game?),
while we could have a look at the current show at the Garrison Art Center,
and my favorite part, its pottery studio.

In the end, another beautiful Sunday drive. The best part, as usual: arriving back in our neighborhood-all blue skies and falling leaves at 5 o'clock-to find neighbors' kids and dogs running in the park, our little house waiting for us in the afternoon sun, and being so grateful that the road, for us, winds back here.
Home. Thanks for reading.

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Thursday, October 2, 2008


It happened today, right around 9:18 am, while I was serving time as parent of the day at the Nursery School.

The wind came up, and through the windows, blowing over Anna who was examining the contents of the Nature Box. Blowing over to me, pulling up some sort of primal memory from last year and twelve years ago and always. All senses at once knowing that the warm days are finally over, the light has changed for good, and it is time for mums, and soup, and deep, deep berry reds.
And at last, time for sweaters.

A note after writing all this: maybe there's a new harbinger of fall for me. The girls came home from school this afternoon and wanted pasta with meat sauce for their snack. Just like the squirrels and the bears, I suppose they're storing up for winter?

Hunkering down, cozying up. Thanks for reading.


Wednesday, October 1, 2008


As a small business off the beaten track of Main Street, one of our primary objectives is, quite frankly, to get people to be aware that we exist. In Tarrytown, that's gotten a lot harder in the last few months, as a campaign was launched to "clean up the streets" by getting all signs, merchandise, furniture, of the sidewalks.

Obviously that seems aimed at Mint, although everyone we've talked to thinks the display of foods & bottles and posters that Hassan has out front adds, not detracts, from the look of Main Street. As long as people can make their way safely down the sidewalk, I can't see who's being hurt by, for instance, the "open" sign out in front of Whimsies, or the barbecue grills and wheelbarrows in front of Goldberg Hardware.
Or the sandwich board on the corner of Kaldenberg & Main that says "art gallery open".

Well, collateral damage we may be, but it really hurt us not to have that sign out there. When people come through the gallery, often we ask them how they heard about us, and more often than not, they say they saw the sign on the corner.

So, Tim came up with another idea; this one's not homemade (he built & painted that original sign in our basement one weekend), but I think it looks great, and it's out of the way. Let's see if we get any flak about it.

In the meantime, we found a way to put the old sandwich board to good use. Sign by Tim Thayer, fries by Mint.

Come on down & see us sometime. Thanks for reading.

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