Jeff and I rang in our 10th anniversary last month with a quick visit to one of our all time favorite and most sorely missed places of all time, Palm Springs!
Since our anniversary falls on the same week as Thanksgiving (Yes, I was originally wooed with leftover mashed potatoes!) we usually tend to stick close to home to avoid the nightmare of holiday travel, but this occasion seemed way too momentous not to celebrate properly, plus we've both been down with a touch of the sads this early winter and kind of needed a getaway, so we decided to scrape some pennies together and head for the suuun! Yes, we did end up on perpetually delayed flights full of screaming children, and got to spend the night in the SF airport on the way home, but it was absolutely worth it!
We were luckily able to snap up some really great off season rates, and spent our first night at the ridiculously cute
Jonathan Adler designed
Parker Palm Springs where we were upgraded to a patio room, and accidentally greeted with the cute dessert platter and champagne on ice arranged for the rooms previous occupants, so we were off to a pretty good start! We booked the
Glutton's Delight, which was utterly silly and absolutely amazing all at once, basically a race to fit in as many super decadent meals as possible to make sure we used every last shred of our food credit over the course of 24 hours, which we managed to do, and then some, just under the wire! We had an absurd amount of food, including dinner at the super fabulous Mr Parker's (Where they also make a mean Old Fashioned!) surrounded by twinkly low lights and an amazing in-house art collection, a super fancy early morning coffee service for two and an extra extravagant mimosa soaked and candied fruit bedecked room service brunch on our sun-drenched mini patio just before check out time!
Here are a few snapshots from our stay, mostly via my beloved
Instagram:
And a few slightly more epic vistas via the Parker website:
We spent the next couple of nights at the slightly more budget conscious (Thank you
Booking.com!) but equally adorable
Ace Hotel & Swim Club where we pretty much instantly fell into full relaxation mode (and possibly slightly delayed food comas), lounging by the saltwater pool with our morning coffees, watching the crazy pink sun rise over the mountains, swanning to and from the hot tub in their
cult-y robes and napping by the cute patio fireplace at dusk. Sooo perfect!
We also went on a ton of mini nature adventures around Palm Springs, like hopping the
Aerial Tram up into the snowy mountaintops at sunset, hiking up to the
Indian Canyons palm tree oasis, and visiting one of my new favorite places in all of Southern California, the
Moorten Botanical Garden and Cactarium, where I took so, so many photos of super rare cacti and succulents that it led to a mass exodus of my
Instagram followers! Little do they know, I actually took a few hundred more on another camera, so here are a few of those too:
And of course we had to run through practically every antique store in town, leading to a) maybe a new picker job spotting cute NW specific goods for one of the cutest shops in town, and b) my new all out obsession with the
Ib Arborg Parrot Chair:
On our way out of town, we stopped in at the
Palm Springs Art Museum for their awesome
60s and 70s Geometric Abstraction show, including my all time favorite early Judy Chicago, Rainbow Picket, a great Helen Frankenthaler (See below!) and a piece from one of Jeff's recent faves, Piero Dorazio. The museum itself, designed by Palm Springs architect E. Stewart Williams (See
here for an adorable story about a jaunty sailor cap adorned Frank Sinatra commissioning his fancy new abode from him whilst enjoying an ice cream cone!) is an absolute mid-century modern gem (This
blog has some great interior shots, including the perfectly 1974 tangerine orange restrooms!) and totally worthy of a visit all on it's own, complete with the original decor including the Panton-esque tangerine and olive carpets and a majestic poured concrete grand stairwell with what could only be the largest Sputnik Starburst chandelier all of the land:
This stop kicked off the agenda for the rest of our trip, which mostly involved seeing as many of the
Pacific Standard Time shows as humanly possible over the course of a few short days in a crazy whirlwind of nonstop art! I think I've discussed my obsession with Postwar California art movements here
before, and the Pacific Standard Time initiative, spearheaded by the
Getty Foundation, with the participation of 120+ other museums and galleries all across Southern California, just so happened to be a totally unprecedented convergence of absolutely all of my favorite art of all time, and most of the shows we had been dying to see just so happened to coincide with our trip, so we definitely couldn't pass up this possibly once in a lifetime opportunity to see it all in person! If you happen to be in, or are going to be in Southern California anytime soon, I would definitely, definitely recommend it! Here are a few of the highlights from the rest of our trip, in no particular order:
The flagship
Crosscurrents in L.A. Painting and Sculpture, 1950–1970 exhibition, amazing
Greetings from LA, Artists and Publics, 1950-1980 ephemera show, and
De Wain Valentine's Gray Column at the Getty! Here are our reflections in Gray Column as shot by Jeff, and a few of the smaller companion pieces in the show:
Sage Organic Vegan Bistro cashew alfredo spinach basil raviolis,
KindKreme honey chai / salted caramel raw brownie sundaes, telekinetic teen movie slumber parties and apple / champagne cocktails with one of our
oldest and bestest mutual friends!
Discovering new favorite artists like Helen Pashgian, whose impossibly luminous resin pieces were on show both at the
Ace Gallery Beverly Hills (Along with some early De Wain Valentine's!) and represented by a piece or two in most of the major museum shows; and new super fave
Terry O'Shea at
Cardwell Jimmerson whose dark, organic, and extra-smartassy work, despite also being cast resin based, was in a league all its own compared to the super glossy and super serious work of his contemporaries (Don't miss the story about how he "donated" a requested piece to LACMA by chucking it over the fence into the tar pits!)
Daily smoothies and a free Thanksgiving lunch buffet alongside Weird Al and tons of cute LA raw foodies at
Cafe Gratitude, followed by chasing peacocks at the LA Arboretum and amazing vegan Chinese Thanksgiving dinner out in the Valley, via an unexpectedly awesome Yelp recommendation!
Basically the entirety of
Phenomenal, the epic Light and Spaaace show at the
Museum of Contemporary Art San Diego, including tons of mind-bending James Turrell light wells, Robert Irwin, John McCracken, and my favorite Craig Kauffman, followed by fresh caught cute surf shack
lobster chimichangas in La Jolla and a long drive up the coast at sunset!
The amazing
ASCO retrospective (Imagine the Cockettes meets super tough proto-punk bubblegum performance art troupe meets renegade Echo Park urban planning committee!), the
California Design show (Including a full scale replica of the Eames House living room!), and the
Broad Contemporary at
LACMA!
Kenneth Anger Icons and
Under the Big Black Sun at MOCA!
Golden State of Craft at the
Craft and Folk Art Museum, mostly featuring works from the Pasadena Art Museum's California Design exhibitions, whose
catalogs are some of the most prized books in my collection! Here we are defying the strict no photos rule (Sorry guys!) to sneak a quick shot next to
Pamela Weir-Quiton's Georgie Girl, which is not only probably my favorite piece in the entire California Design series, but one of my favorite things ever made in general:
Finding the softest, slouchiest vintage Russian sailor shirt to end all vintage Russian sailor shirts at the impeccably curated
Mohawk General Store, super extra discounted
United Bamboo cat calendars at
Opening Ceremony, and a super thematically appropriate mini collection of amateur resin art from our favorite semi-overpriced but always amazing LA
antique mall on our way to the airport!
All in all, basically the best anniversary ever!
Here's to many, many more!
❤
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I Want Candy, the first in a series of three Sundae Girls dolls to be released by the inimitable Necessaries Toy Foundation, is limited to an edition of 500 worldwide, was sculpted by
the always awesome Dave Pressler, stands at nearly fourteen inches tall with five points of articulation for cute poses galore, and comes packaged in a fancy mini spot-varnished dollhouse box!
As the product of a near legendary six plus year production cycle, I hope you'll agree she was worth the wait!
We've had a few little strings of perfect days so far, complete with botanical garden picnics, iced chai and short sleeves, but now that it's officially real life Springtime, the weather in Portland, as it is wont to do, has reset to freezing rain and hail. Siiigh. Soo I'm spending the day tucked away indoors, warm and cozy, drawing cats, cats, cats for a cute upcoming project, which reminds me that if we're not acquainted on twitter or instagram you may not have met some of the newest members of our household, who I've been meaning to post about forevvver!
quite possibly the worlds cutest feral Persian kitten, from the lovely Cat Adoption Team in Sherwood. She was found wandering the streets of Portland with a hurt paw, a kitty flu, and her fur all in mats, but we kind of knew she was the one and basically stalked the shelter, calling to check on her progress daily, until she was ready to adopt. We thought she might take a while to warm up to us, but she was almost immediately super cuddly, full of purrs and super excited to have a whole house full of cozy nap spots and sunny windowsills:
A few months later we decided that she might like a little brother, and adopted this tiny creature, Wolfi:
As the proud owner of what may be the tiniest catpaws in the world and weighing in at all of seven pounds, we thought he may have been a teacup kitten, but he's been getting bigger and bigger ever since. He was also semi-feral, and found in the same neighborhood as Uschi, so we were hoping they might be acquainted from their street cat days and be fast friends. It's taken them a while, but they now have a couple of ridiculously cute cat friend rituals, from birdwatching together on the windowsills to their daily mid-morning paw holding catnap:
Also part of our new extended family, approximately one million tiny cactus and succulents just waking up from their winter hibernation and growing out of their pots:
I enrolled in a ceramics program last Fall, and I think it's safe to say at this point that I'm completely obsessed. The first semester focused on the wheel, so we now have these mini vignettes of tiny hand thrown pottery all over the house, including some super awkward early glazing experiments, but these are probably some of my favorites, made just after our trip to Palm Springs, in an attempt to create teeny tiny replicas of the amazing giant white stoneware planters we spotted outside of practically every mid-century municipal building in Southern California!
Meow!
