31 March 2015


I'm spring cleaning, doing the grand shuffle of trying to re-pack every nook and cranny of space in our apartment with the stuff we have no room for.  I do this at least twice a year. It's like trying to play Jenga in your refrigerator the day before Thanksgiving. 

In any case I found this letter from my mom.  She wrote out the directions from Brooklyn to the UP (Northern Michigan, where she grew up) one year when Sam and I drove up there and rented a cabin there in the winter. 

It's so entertaining and SO her.  She has always written me these great notes, always with acerbic wit and perfect grammar.  Yes, I'm Peach, don't laugh.

21 March 2015


Not me, per se, but some of my photos.

Small, framed, gorgeous, and ready to go to your favorite aesthete,  these images (along with some others which have already sold) were last on exhibit at the Fiercely Curious Pop up Show in Gowanus, Brooklyn.


04 March 2015


Due to impending snow, Fiercely Curious LAST DAY and Boozy Bazaar is now on FRIDAY MARCH 6 from 7pm-Midnight! 

In addition to the 1 Year Anniversary Show, artists will be holding a bazaar of their other work, including pieces at huge discounts, because what artist has storage space in Brooklyn?! This is your chance to score some incredible work.

17 February 2015


I will have brand new, never before seen (and very covetable) artwork in this show alongside tons of other brilliantly creative Brooklyn based artists and craftsmen.

Come out of hibernation to see some great work!!

08 February 2015


I have spent an unfortunate amount of time in pediatric hospital wards in my day.  So-so hospitals, top-rate hospitals, huge hospitals and smaller ones, clinics, doctors offices, you name it.  They all have one singular thing in common that I believe to be one of the most soul sucking elements on earth: fluorescent lighting.  If there is anything that can make even a healthy person look and feel sick it is the greenish hue of corporate strip lights.

There is little hope to counter this malaise, but invariably hospitals only make it worse by decorating in the soft mauves and beiges and greys of a 1980's Holiday Inn.  On the pediatric ward they might tape up a cut out of a monkey or a dinosaur but, honestly, that only makes it more depressing.  The space itself and it's effects on patients is, of course an afterthought.  They are there for MEDICINE  in big gold lights, not a spa day.

This hospital in London, however, has received the memo that the environment you are treated in, especially if you are a child, has a massive impact on your overall experience. It will not negate that having to be in a pediatric ward is often terrifying, devastating, incredibly boring and claustrophobic, but being in a space that is designed with joyous creativity sends the message to visitors that says "your comfort and and your feelings matter to us while you are here". 


01 February 2015


Sam and I just spent 5 glorious days in Tulum, Mexico. Just us two - BIG shout out to my mom for staying at our house with Roan amid the "snowpocalypse". 

Having a real vacation - we had cabs to drive us everywhere, people to carry our bags, cook our meals and bring them to us, plan our outings, clean our room, etc- I realize is basically like getting to be my kid for 5 days. 

From now on when someone says to me (I get this all the time) "what do you do all day?" I am going to say that I'm in Hospitality Management.

16 January 2015


Today Roan and I were sitting in his room when out of nowhere he asked, "why were Martin Luther King and Blondie shot?"

It took me a minute to figure out wtf he was talking about, when I remembered that last week we were in the car listening to classic rock on the radio when he asked me "why did Gandhi have a heart of glass?"... Bingo.

I believe I have to make more of an effort to separate our discussions about significant historical figures from pop culture references from now on.