Large French Sculptures

Many years ago my family and I went to an art exhibit entitled "Small French Painting", which for some reason really amused us.

Earlier this month we all attended Art Souterrain.  An expansive installment of modern art throughout the underground mall in Montreal.  To make things even more exciting my Dad was one of the participating artist.  It was amazing to walk around the miles of mall looking at the art, observing the people, and trying to find the elusive free hot chocolate display.  Check out the amazing art at Art Souterrain's website.  Below are a few pictures of the night.

We started the night with Cuban Rum and Cokes.  Note the maple jelly next to the rum, eh.

Dinner at a delicious French restaurant.  I enjoyed a Vegetarian Entree, created by the Chef on the spot.  Tomato soup with fennel, roasted brussels sprouts, and swiss chard puree.  Yum.  Next to each item on the menu they listed the farm it came from.  Cue  Portlandia "Is It Local "Clip...

My Dad's sculpture, Sound Post.  Read more about it here at his blog Tangent View.
Photo Credit: Ray Martin.  

Bonsoir,

EM

Eating Cake

 In this weeks installment of "How I Am Becoming My Mother", my mom and I both had the idea to decorate cakes, at the same moment, on the same weekend, just because.  My mom baked chocolate and vanilla mini cakes to turn into whoopie pies.  We gathered up a group of friends, who gathered up a nice selection of sprinkles and frosting and we got to work.  

Sweet Stuff

My first Whoopie Pie, I ate it immediately. 

A combined effort, this cute little piggy pie was for our favorite VT State Trooper. In honor of the pig shaped spot that was hidden on some of the car decals.  

Lovely.

Happy Day,

EM

Trick or Treat or Time Warp

The first of the three Halloween traditions started when I was four years old.  My mother asked me what she should cook for dinner on Halloween night and I said, "Fish!"  From that day forward we have had fish every Halloween.  The second tradition was started by my father.  Each year he leaves out a few pieces of candy on the porch for the midnight trick-or-treater.  Something like leaving cookies out for Santa.  The third tradition is a new one that I started tonight.  Watching the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and singing, and dancing.  So, whatever your traditions are on this all hallows eve, may it be a happy one.    

Sisterhood

My sister is home for spring break.  I was over at my parents house with the intention of sewing...but then this happened...

Candid.  Love it.

Jazz Hands

Shadow Puppets

Lately I have really been trying hard to live in the moment.  I have been feeling a little adrift, so in an attempt to focus myself I just try to give my all to what is going on, who I am with, and what I am doing to ground myself.  It has really helped and given me a sense of clarity.  Plus I really love these pictures and my sister.

Good Night!
EM