posts from canon 400D


food, journallooking back {2}

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

today, I feel like exploring the past; which is quite unusual for me who much rather live in the present and dream about the future.

recent past: out visit to Ikea on the day after we arrived to London.
a pretty bad fish and chips. a sweet daim cake. a delicate gas station just outside the store. a delicious cinnamon roll to eat in the bus.

past past: this blog has gone through so many changes. design, content, name… this got me thinking about the day on which I thought I had lost the database forever. it felt both terrifying and refreshing.
sometimes, I really want to erase everything and start from an empty page.
other times, I just feel like I should give this blog a new look/name (yes, I know, again?).

do you like looking back, or are you more of a future-driven person?

tags: , , , , .

journalplump {4}

squirrel eating a peanut

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

after too many hours to admit it spent on the computer this morning*, I decided to make the best of this not-so-rainy off day and go for a walk (with the secret aim to find a large soft-cover squared notebook = FAIL).

but I met someone on the way. the plumpest little person, eating a peanut. he (I assume he’s a boy from all this muscle – hmmm, love handles) made my day.

now, as usual, I’m curious to know what made your monday the best day of the week?

ps. only tens days until Christmas (this also gets me super*excited).

* I have put together the sweetest blurb book for Guillaume’s Christmas. in case you want to do the same, do rush. tomorrow is the deadline for getting your book printed/sent by your door before THE day.

tags: , , , , .

journalthe last day {7}

peanut top

tape

pola

lens

monkey

ornament

clothes

moleskine

krakatoa

peanut

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

although most of the day got spent on stuff-packing (yes, we are finally moving to London – like TOMORROW) – which I don’t particularly enjoy (and that’s and understatement) – we had the best surprises.

a new member of the family. please welcome Mister Peanut, possibly the sweetest bunny ever.

a gorgeous poster sent all the way from Sweden. oh yes, that one, made by Elisabeth for Studio Violet.

a pretty pile of lost polaroid pictures that will go straight onto our Kensington-flat naked walls.

a white guirlande, for the tree we’re planning on buying tomorrow night. any tips for buying Christmas trees in London? please.

an amazing one-colour-a-month Moleskine daily diary. I just can’t wait for 2010 to begin! let’s not rush though.

hope you had lovely surprises too on this Friday that marks a new beginning for me. I might not be able to post for a while, but I’ll make sure to think about you every day.

tags: , , , , , , , , , .

journalfirst days of november {one}

november first days

grillage

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

I might have been supposed to wait until I move to London to start this project, but I just couldn’t wait.

here are the first five days of November, in pictures. very blue, right?

my favourite is the grillage test shot I took to check whether my broken open-fractured 50mm lens still worked or not. it does, and takes beautiful pictures despite the apparent mechanisms!

tags: , , .

food, journalthe weekender {0}

night

pince a linge

tiles

chestnut at the shop

roof

guillaume

christmas tree

saorge

chestnuts bag

k7

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

here is a visual (and chronological) summary of the twenty four hour week end Guillaume and I spent in Saorge, a tiny village just a couple of kilometres away from the Italian border.

I really wish I had taken more pictures.

it was such a special week end. on the night we arrived we were invited to an indie concert in an abandoned house.

the next day, we woke up to the sun and stay in bed for an hour or two, laughing and kissing. and then, the chestnut hunt begun.

oh Saorge, I love you. really, I’ve never seen a place that’s so out of actual timeline. it just feels like we’re back to the seventies. xo

tags: , , , , , , , .

food, journalsushi love {2}

sushi crevettes

sushi caviar

sushi saumon

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

last night, guillaume and I made some pretty adorable – not to mention, delicious – sushis. it was the first time for both of us, and we’re quite proud of how they turn out.

prawns with chives. lumpfish roes and lime. and salmon with a couple of pepper grains.

the recipe will soon be shared on foodbeam, you can trust me.

ps. we also made the cutest makis. plumpish, yet sweet. aren’t they?

maki

tags: , , , , .

handmade, journal, wishlistbright {one}

lipstick

aida

wool

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

today, I found my very favourite lipstick. green turns hot pink when in contact with the lips. it has followed me everywhere for years.

it made me smile.

but the crazier thing of those last twenty-four hours has to be the heart-shaped yoghurt spot my sister got on the cheek after I whipped my yoghurt-filled teaspoon on her (one of my favourite games). not so coincidental. I love her.

after this painful laugh, I had to calm down, and in my book nothing beats knitting for this. I’m looking forward to the day I’ll receive those yarns to make guillaume a manly-man scarf.

tags: , , , , .

journalan early autumn {one}

early autumn

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

yesterday, if it wasn’t for the thirty-two celsius degrees temperature, I could have believed autumn was here already.

it’s all about the light. mutted tones. and yellow colours.

oh, autumn, I’m waiting for you and your rainy days, filled with cookie-baking, scarf-knitting, and cosy boyfriend-snuggling.

tags: , , , , .

food, journalpicking figs {4}

first figs

pretty pinecone

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

today, after I dropped my second and third rolls of film to develop, I thought I could go and check on the secret figs trees that grow in a hidden abandoned backyard.

just in case. and it must have been my lucky day because:
• there they were. figs. plenty of them.
•• this does accurately mean that autumn is on its way.

I’m the happiest girl. ever. now, please cross your fingers for my rolls of film.

tags: , , , .

journaloff {one}

close

close

close

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

hello friends, I should be getting ready for some weekend action, but I apparently just woke up. I’ll be back on monday or tuesday.

I’m packing my pentax camera, as well as my go-to canon, and a couple of dresses.

this is going to be fun fun. xx fanny.

tags: , , .