Sadly, this isn’t my immaculately stunning vegetable garden. However, considering how little time I have had to spend on toiling the soil I am pleased nonetheless with the current state of affairs…
After deciding that I wanted to focus mainly on tomatoes (so scrumptious and if there is an abundance I won’t feud with the squirrels who also enjoy munching on them) dozens of starter plants began to crop up on their own! I suppose all our self-generated compost that was added to the beds this spring, which consisted of among many things discarded tomato seeds did the work for me. There are now 20 robust tomato plants already riff with green bunches of fruit…not sure of the varieties yet, but I am looking forward to finding out. Other forthcoming edible delights include arugula, basil, cucumber, zucchini and Swiss chard.
Thankfully the garden is fairly self-sustained, as June 30th commences the summer of travel! NYC/Fire Island for the July 4th weekend and then July 14th I hit the road for two and a half weeks. I’m grateful and pleased that life is affording me these adventures…more to come on the impending escapades soon.
I love days when you just cannot possibly predict the outcome and at days’ end you lie in bed and drift off to sleep thinking “wow.“ Life has been unfolding this way for some weeks now and it has led to unusual pursuits, festive activities and high-times. A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of accompanying my friend, Chantelle (loyale graphic designer extraordinaire) to Charleston, SC. Two words express my love for this little city: historic splendor…cobble stone streets, a perfectly charming water front, stupendous restaurants and intriguing sites around every corner. I had the opportunity to meet with Garden & Gun magazine which is based downtown and had a delightful meeting regarding RiverRun 2012 followed by a jaunt to Sullivan’s Island where we dined at Poe’s Tavern and had a late night swim in the balmy ocean. Prior to this I had a rambunctious weekend in Durham/Raleigh with my dearest high school pal Nini, who is finishing up a fellowship at Duke in the coming weeks; that weekend was replete with vintage shopping, an insanely fun dance party at Five Star dj’d by 9th Wonder and the best brunch of our lives at Milltown in Carrboro. Other leisure activities have included hanging in the race pit at Bowman Gray, tubing down the Dan River, sipping my way through the Salute Wine Festival, Dash baseball games and unearthing epic new music, like Frank Ocean, Blood Orange and Jonsi (one needs a summer sound track after all). The last special treat that came my way was discovering this clip of Natalie Portman on Between Two Ferns wearing loyale’s Valencia Mini today…it’s been an exceedingly sensational couple of weeks and the way things are looking, it is only going to get better…
Recovering is the best word to describe my first full week back in WS, NC. My jaunt to NYC for the Tribeca Film Festival was fraught with films, parties, reunions and networking – of course, all at the break neck pace the city is known for. A few highlights include: a rooftop party at the Standard Hotel where I hung with Malcolm Pullinger (the artistic ace behind Wholphin and Winnebago Man), a festive gathering at the Mondrian with Alistair Banks Griffin (stellar director of Two Gates of Sleep) and a most lavish Vanity Fair bash at the Court House where I rubbed elbows with Martha Stewart, Jerry Seinfeld, Diane Von Furstenberg, Calvin Klein, Michael Douglas and urged Kyle McLaughlin to attend RiverRun 2012. Two film highlights were Last Night and Magic Valley; sadly programming is not TFF’s strongest characteristic so I don’t have further film recommendations. Personal non-work related festivities included an inaugural walk on the stunning High Line, eating several to-die-for donuts at the Donut Plant, a raucous Lupe Fiasco concert, my friend’s daughter’s 3rd birthday party and a six course dinner at Vai Spuntino. It was a trip so perfectly balanced between work and play that I left NYC blissfully exhausted.
Now back to the more reasonably paced South, I need to take it down a notch. However, things have been more chaotic than I anticipated, as I came back to RiverRun with a 20 page grant due and got bogged down with strep throat.
I am now on the mend and am in full let’s plan the summer fun mode…Charleston, cross-country road trip, Las Vegas, San Francisco, New York (again) and if all goes according to plan the Telluride Film Festival…
The film festival atmosphere is a curious and captivating realm. There is a whirlwind of intriguing people, films and events that literally leave you exhausted and exhilarated simultaneously. I discovered this at Sundance and now just coming off the 10 day run of RiverRun International Film Festival, I fear I am completely hooked.
RiverRun 2011 was by all definitions an enormous success. We had 14,000+ in admissions, 75+ industry guests and sold out 40 percent of our 160+ screenings. We honored Michael Shannon, who is a personal favourite since seeing Take Shelter at Sundance in January. He gave some hilarious insight into his new role as the Super Man villain among other funny Werner Herzog stories. 9th Wonder made a home coming with The Wonder Year, the director and stars of The Off Hours passed through and we had a last minute screening of Another Earth with the director and producer in tow, which is a most stunning film. The events never ceased to be entertaining, a few highlights being Fido Frolic & Film and the 80s Prom we hosted.
Now two days back to “regular” life and still not caught up on sleep, I am heading to the Tribeca Film Festival for the next eight days. Oh, yes I am definitely strung out…
While I have worked on several initiatives for RiverRun International Film Festival, one event that I was heavily involved in planning has me the most riveted – our 80’s Prom next Saturday. There will be an 80’s DJ, 80’s karaoke, a free photo booth and good friends. I mean, how could it get any better? Until I found the most perfect 80’s dress tonight…a hint: polka dot tulle and sequins…I know – heaven.
Spring is here in WS, NC…blooming cherry trees, tulips and daffoldils…frisky robins and sparrows…resplendent warmer days…
What better way to depict the change of season than the flower infused loveliness of Charlotte Rampling and this new Little Dragon’s ditty?
Somethings in life are worth revisiting, such as a favourite book…I have been ensconced in The Fountain Head for the past few weeks and at times find it challenging to fathom how gorgeous Ayn Rand’s writing can be. I came across one quote that speaks so much of the moment…Spring.
“They remembered only the feeling which is the meaning of spring-one’s
answer to the first blades of grass, the first buds on tree branches, the first
blue of the sky-the singing answer, not to grass, trees and sky, but to the
great sense of beginning, of triumphant progression, of certainty in an
achievement that nothing will stop.”