Given the recent insane string of events that has been my life over the past couple of months, photograph taking has been kept to an undesirable minimum. I thought I'd share these even though, in my opinion, these photographs aren't great because I took them, but because of the beautiful subjects Amber and Camela. They are both yoga instructors at Moksha Yoga in Chicago. Although I have not enjoyed a session taught by Camela, her out going and energetic personality at the shoot indicates she would probably be a super fun teacher. I have, however, had the pleasure of benefiting from Ambers thoughtful and attentive yoga instruction and would recommend it to EVERYONE I know. You are both gorgeous people!
26.8.12
24.5.12
Growing Garden Love
I've always wanted a garden. Mostly I've just always wanted to grow strawberries. My grandma always had strawberries growing in her garden and my other grandma always made sure there were plenty in stock when I would visit as a child. I finally have some sort of space and surprisingly enough time to devote to growing some delicious strawberries and much more. At this point I have two cherry tomato plants, six strawberry plants, two peppermint plants, one mint plant and EIGHT (!!) pepper plants. OH, and I forgot to mention the two cucumber plants I adopted! Ive also got some little baby cilantro's that I started from seeds, not even thinking they would actually grow and to my delight FOUR of them did. Mind you this list doesn't include the five planter boxes I have with regular old annuals and perennials in them. I bit off way more than I can chew and I couldn't be happier. Turns out the side effects of having lots of flowers on the balcony is that I now have a purdy party space and I plan to put it to good use this summer!
Yay city gardening!
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| Baby chili's |
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| First big berry! |
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| Baby Berry |
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| The neighbors bee's doing work in my garden! |
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| Mint |
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| These little guys will be cherry tomatoes soon! |
5.1.12
Jellies
This was the single most awe inspiring exhibit I have ever seen. Jellies at the Shedd Aquarium in Chicago. That's including all the art museums I've been to in the world, all the natural history museums I've been to in the world, regardless of how many drugs I had consumed prior. The only one that might give Jellies a run for its money would be the Alexander McQueen exhibit I had the pleasure of experiencing at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC, which stands to this date as the ONLY exhibition that has ever brought me to tears. Now, I sorta feel like this is a weak sauce photo post in comparison to the rest but I haven't done one in a while and figured some is better than none, right? Plus, Jelly fish are wicked awesome.
3.11.11
The Taste of Freedom
Ok, so I just got to thinking about this whole Occupy Wall Street thing and on top of that I've had a large portion of coffee which has really got my engines turning on this whole 'issue'. I'm a capitalist threw and threw. But I'm also not blind to the issues capitalism inherently creates, no one system is perfect and includes everyone on a fair level, not even Socialism. I've been sorta, lazily keeping up with the play by plays on the actual protests, but really, what has gotten my attention the most has been the opinions that my friends are voicing. I seem to be stuck right in the middle while a lot of posts I've seen on Facebook, Twitter, Blogs etc are very opinionated. There's the 'get a fucking job you stupid hippies' mentality which I laugh along with and a certain part of me is like yea, stupid hippies, what are you really getting done by sitting on a sidewalk anyways?? And there's the opposite. The 'I am the 99%' mentality, which, well, basically put I am the 99%.
It's no mystery to anyone that knows me or maybe doesn't even know me that well, that I didn't have a hard upbringing. Maybe I did in comparison to the super upper middle class lives my peers had, since my family was being supported by one parents income rather than two and we technically lived in Lisle instead of Naperville. Ew. But it was still very cushy. At any rate, I was surrounded by people with high expectations of getting their own car when they were 16, attending a top 10 university and having all this paid for by their parents. There was a small time period when I was blissfully ignorant and thought 'Yes this is what I expect too, I will have it all!' But I remember the moment I realized my life was going to different than the rest of my friends. When having a discussion with my mother at about the age of 14 I mentioned how one day when I move out she would, of course, be helping me with my school and rent costs. She quickly put the brakes on and asked where the hell I got that idea?? I remember thinking 'Well, what do you mean? Isn't that whats suppose to happen?' I had been so brainwashed by my friends conversations and life style that I just assumed that that was how the world worked. Holy wake-up call.
At that moment I realized and have been realizing more and more with every new experience, that hardly any place on earth is like the town I grew up in. So yes, from that day forward I've learned that you have to work your ass off for everything you want and if you don't want to work that hard don't fucking complain if you can't eat. But then there's the other side. I work my fucking ass off and because I made the "smart" decision by not going to college right away because a) I didn't know what I really wanted to do and didn't want to waste time and money on a degree I might not even use and b) the thought of being done with college and having more or less $100,000 in debt hanging over my head scared the ever loving shit out of me, I have to work even harder to get what I want. Sometimes to no avail.
To the people who are of the 'get a fucking job you stupid hippie' party, I have one thing to say to you; I'm TRYING! The only reason I have a job right now is because an awesome friend, that I will be forever grateful to, hooked me up. I go on Craigslist EVERYDAY and send out at least 5-10 resumes. I've gone in person to more than 15 businesses that are hiring in last month and have had only 2 call me back. Of those 2, I have had 3 interviews with each and I definitely didn't get the job with one and the other is still up in the air. Not to mention, I'm a pretty girl who is well spoken with TONS of experience. And I still can't get a fucking job! So tell me, how is someone who had a lesser education then I, might not be as well spoken, has hardly any experience because no one will let them in the door suppose to support themselves?? Hell, the only reason I'm not on the streets right now is because I do have a family that is well off and loves me. A lot of people don't have that. Now you might say, hey that's capitalism baby! Got it. But since when has capitalism meant being an ignorant fuck is ok, and being an insensitive dick is a requirement?? What I mostly notice about the divide of opinions as well, is that the people that have never been poor, or below upper middle class, and have cushy steady salary paying jobs are the ones that hate the "poor people". Where as most of the people that had a harder upbringing in maybe say a working class family are all about supporting their own, the 99%.
You may say, duh, so obvious Jessica. But what I'm trying to do here is speak to both sides I guess and really just work out my own thoughts on paper. I have had experience on both sides. And to the Occupiers I say, I love what you stand for and I think this is a time when SOMETHING has to be done even if it is sitting on a side walk yelling at people in their office buildings. I UNDERSTAND your struggle. I'm in the same boat, in fact most of the people that are against you are in the same boat. I also say to my friends that are of the insensitive capitalist party; great. You are entitled to that, you have worked hard for what you have but I bet nine times out of ten if I asked if you had any help from Mommy and Daddy with that degree you'd say yes. Which is fine. That's what they worked to spend their money on and I don't hate you for that. Am I completely jealous?? Fuck yes. But, like I said, I'm a capitalist. Your family worked hard for you and Im sure you're working hard for yourself and that's why I'm not on those streets waving a sign. Because I'd rather be working, fighting the good fight, no matter how shitty the job may be. But how can you be disgusted by someone who didn't have the opportunities you did? And how can you criticize them for being born into an unfortunate situation that never gave them the opportunity to better themselves?
This is one way in which I am definitely against the "hippie haters". I would assume that a lot of the people Occupying have been in their shoes before. Having a some what cushy job, maybe had alright education and ya know, I bet they even worked just as hard if not harder than the people with the $350,000+ paying jobs. But I KNOW most of those bloated salary havin' folks have NEVER been in the Occupiers situations. They most likely had a good family who supported them in their educational and financial endeavors, had a solid upbringing. And if not more power to them. But how can you so brashly speak on matters you have never had the displeasure of partaking in?
After being in another country for 5 months, the one major thing I took away is that I fucking LOVE America. In that time I have also seen and experienced, to a certain level, where we might be headed. We are still a country with a middle class, however dwindling it may be. We are still a country where you can be born into poverty and still have a chance to work your way out of it. But all that is definitely starting to change and something needs to be done to stop it. And really, if you can't get a job anyways you might as well go out and hate on all the greedy motherfuckers that are keeping you from getting one.
It's no mystery to anyone that knows me or maybe doesn't even know me that well, that I didn't have a hard upbringing. Maybe I did in comparison to the super upper middle class lives my peers had, since my family was being supported by one parents income rather than two and we technically lived in Lisle instead of Naperville. Ew. But it was still very cushy. At any rate, I was surrounded by people with high expectations of getting their own car when they were 16, attending a top 10 university and having all this paid for by their parents. There was a small time period when I was blissfully ignorant and thought 'Yes this is what I expect too, I will have it all!' But I remember the moment I realized my life was going to different than the rest of my friends. When having a discussion with my mother at about the age of 14 I mentioned how one day when I move out she would, of course, be helping me with my school and rent costs. She quickly put the brakes on and asked where the hell I got that idea?? I remember thinking 'Well, what do you mean? Isn't that whats suppose to happen?' I had been so brainwashed by my friends conversations and life style that I just assumed that that was how the world worked. Holy wake-up call.
At that moment I realized and have been realizing more and more with every new experience, that hardly any place on earth is like the town I grew up in. So yes, from that day forward I've learned that you have to work your ass off for everything you want and if you don't want to work that hard don't fucking complain if you can't eat. But then there's the other side. I work my fucking ass off and because I made the "smart" decision by not going to college right away because a) I didn't know what I really wanted to do and didn't want to waste time and money on a degree I might not even use and b) the thought of being done with college and having more or less $100,000 in debt hanging over my head scared the ever loving shit out of me, I have to work even harder to get what I want. Sometimes to no avail.
To the people who are of the 'get a fucking job you stupid hippie' party, I have one thing to say to you; I'm TRYING! The only reason I have a job right now is because an awesome friend, that I will be forever grateful to, hooked me up. I go on Craigslist EVERYDAY and send out at least 5-10 resumes. I've gone in person to more than 15 businesses that are hiring in last month and have had only 2 call me back. Of those 2, I have had 3 interviews with each and I definitely didn't get the job with one and the other is still up in the air. Not to mention, I'm a pretty girl who is well spoken with TONS of experience. And I still can't get a fucking job! So tell me, how is someone who had a lesser education then I, might not be as well spoken, has hardly any experience because no one will let them in the door suppose to support themselves?? Hell, the only reason I'm not on the streets right now is because I do have a family that is well off and loves me. A lot of people don't have that. Now you might say, hey that's capitalism baby! Got it. But since when has capitalism meant being an ignorant fuck is ok, and being an insensitive dick is a requirement?? What I mostly notice about the divide of opinions as well, is that the people that have never been poor, or below upper middle class, and have cushy steady salary paying jobs are the ones that hate the "poor people". Where as most of the people that had a harder upbringing in maybe say a working class family are all about supporting their own, the 99%.
You may say, duh, so obvious Jessica. But what I'm trying to do here is speak to both sides I guess and really just work out my own thoughts on paper. I have had experience on both sides. And to the Occupiers I say, I love what you stand for and I think this is a time when SOMETHING has to be done even if it is sitting on a side walk yelling at people in their office buildings. I UNDERSTAND your struggle. I'm in the same boat, in fact most of the people that are against you are in the same boat. I also say to my friends that are of the insensitive capitalist party; great. You are entitled to that, you have worked hard for what you have but I bet nine times out of ten if I asked if you had any help from Mommy and Daddy with that degree you'd say yes. Which is fine. That's what they worked to spend their money on and I don't hate you for that. Am I completely jealous?? Fuck yes. But, like I said, I'm a capitalist. Your family worked hard for you and Im sure you're working hard for yourself and that's why I'm not on those streets waving a sign. Because I'd rather be working, fighting the good fight, no matter how shitty the job may be. But how can you be disgusted by someone who didn't have the opportunities you did? And how can you criticize them for being born into an unfortunate situation that never gave them the opportunity to better themselves?
This is one way in which I am definitely against the "hippie haters". I would assume that a lot of the people Occupying have been in their shoes before. Having a some what cushy job, maybe had alright education and ya know, I bet they even worked just as hard if not harder than the people with the $350,000+ paying jobs. But I KNOW most of those bloated salary havin' folks have NEVER been in the Occupiers situations. They most likely had a good family who supported them in their educational and financial endeavors, had a solid upbringing. And if not more power to them. But how can you so brashly speak on matters you have never had the displeasure of partaking in?
After being in another country for 5 months, the one major thing I took away is that I fucking LOVE America. In that time I have also seen and experienced, to a certain level, where we might be headed. We are still a country with a middle class, however dwindling it may be. We are still a country where you can be born into poverty and still have a chance to work your way out of it. But all that is definitely starting to change and something needs to be done to stop it. And really, if you can't get a job anyways you might as well go out and hate on all the greedy motherfuckers that are keeping you from getting one.
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| THE Taste of Freedom |
11.10.11
Carnivale
It's truly like I never left. Less than a week after returning from Brazil Katharina, Skyler, Chad and I were at it again. We got together in Gurnee, IL to transform ourselves into gypsies, clowns and other 1930's inspired Circus folk. The hilarity was shot at the horse barn that Skyler attends horse riding lessons at. My favorite part of the whole shoot had to be the fact that every prop and outfit used for the shoot was already something one of us owned. Multiple people asked where we had gotten everything and upon hearing our response that the clothing was our own, they would mostly just giggle uncomfortably. Also, people seemed to be weirded out when we informed them that we were just doing this for fun. When did people become so boring? Why is it so strange that 3 grown-ups and a 13 year old want to play dress up and take some sweet photos??? Anyways, love it or hate it, we had some good old fashioned, non drug induced fun. Although something tells me a couple of drinks and other unmentionables would have taken this shoot to a much more entertaining level. Katharina gets credit for the majority of the photos and creative genius behind the entire shoot. I take credit for capturing most of the clowns besides, obviously, the ones of myself. Are these your tears gypsy?
30.9.11
What do I, Snoop Dogg and Rio all have in common??
These 'beautiful' places! No pun intended. (totally and completely shamelessy intended) What better way to spend my last week in Brazil than in Rio? We had a short list of thing's we wanted to do and in addition, after seeing Snoop's video for "Beautiful" a bigallion time, we made up our own little tour of Rio based on the video.
We found out where the crazy grotto was at the end of the video with the sexy ladies dancing Samba. Which I must say, the real deal was 10 times more breathtaking in person but not quite as much fun as they had in the video. It's actually part of an art school and down each corridor artists have their huge canvas' set up and you watch them paint away.
We also found the stairs Pharrell and Snoop were sitting on. Escadaria Selaron. This place was also magical. It was just a nasty, gray, typical Brazilian stairwell when Selaron decided to re-vamp it with a dizzying amount of tile mosaics. And to make things even more interesting Selaron himself was there just hanging out on the stairs chattin' people up. Score. He is forever adding and changing the mosaics and according to him, "This unique and crazy dream will only be complete on the day of my death."
Last but not least we went to Copacabana Beach. There were far less bikini clad extremely curvaceous women there which got me to thinking; where those women professional models hired by Snoop for the video??? Darn who'd have thought? Isac and I both left with the WORST sunburn we've had in a while. He's Mexican so I don't know what his excuse was but mine was the shameless Brazilian bikini I decided to don. When in Rome...
All in all, Rio is amazing. And I will forever regret not living there for 4 months instead of the dirty, over populated, no beach havin' Sao Paulo. You can go straight to hell my friend, oh how I will never miss thee.
P.S. I would like to preface these sub par photos by stating the fact that right before we left for Rio Isac and I sold both of our DSLR's, cuz technology prices are MAD inflated here. So all we had was a little point and shoot. Booo.
P.S. I would like to preface these sub par photos by stating the fact that right before we left for Rio Isac and I sold both of our DSLR's, cuz technology prices are MAD inflated here. So all we had was a little point and shoot. Booo.
| Parque Lage |
| Magic |
| Selaron himself |
| Yay Brasil! |
| Escadaria Selaron |
| Copacabana |
| Aqua de Coco e Biquini Brasileira |
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