nothing says "welcome" like a broken door

Untitled, a photo by this hawk's nest on Flickr.


Nothing says "Come on in!" like a cold, eye-sore door, right? Well, ours is not bad, it's just not great. Really. But it isn't energy efficient and the stoop below it is falling apart. Hawk and I really need new doors. Both front and back. We're eager to install new doors this summer (we hope) along with a few other fixer-upper items.


Here are some of my favorite residence doors from the web...

traditional entry design by other metros general contractor Andrew Melaragno

traditional entry design by vancouver general contractor Clay Construction Inc.

traditional entry design

spaces design by chicago general contractor Oakley Home Builders

What do you like more? Wood doors or another material? Windows or no windows? 

Happy Wednesday!

icj,

~j

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it's all about your lens

Where are all the crazy-obsessed-parent posts including baby pictures? Well, Hawk and I agreed that I would rarely post a photo of our son online, and we are both opposed to anything but being tagged on Facebook. We're concerned about his privacy, our privacy, and keeping crazy people from hanging photos of our son in their dining rooms. (Hey, you never know).


I got a new camera for Christmas. It was the big gift from our parents, and I couldn't be more grateful. I requested it because I wanted to capture with quality every photo of our children (Cormac and those yet to be). As many of you know, I'm an amateur Photoshop gal, so I love messing around with filters, actions, etc. I'll post soon about the camera itself.


Here's one of our very limited public shots. Using the new camera, of course. I'm thinking I'll want to repeat this for each kiddo.

Happy Thursday!


icj,
~j

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books & an old pentax

the pentax. Dad Shedd owns two Honeywell Pentaxes from the early 60's. Well, owned. I lost the one he purchased, and he retains the one his father purchased. And that camera that he owned that I lost? He took it to Vietnam when he served as a medic. Dad, am I recalling this correctly?


Anyway, I'm secretly an addict of searching for another honeywell pentax online. I'm pretty sure someone stole it when I was moving to Tosa. They go for about $80-$260 now. I wonder how difficult it will be to find film in the coming years, as everything is going digital.


So when I came upon this photo below from SunnysBlog, I believed I'd found the perfect Bermuda triangle of my loves: books, camera, and a well-lit window seat. Nay, I still believe it.

Note, this camera is not a pentax. But this one is:

poshibility

oh, I want one...


Perhaps this desire is due in part to the fact that I currently shoot all our photos with a camera from 2005 that has been dropped by myself and my friends more than four dozen times. And it's only 3.2 pixels. That's like talking about "taping" a show rather than dvr-ing it. Yeah. So knock not the photos you see here...The only great thing about it is that I took it to Germany & France in 2005, so it's like a poor version of my father's. And, let's face it, I own a camera that works. I'm thankful.


What do you shoot with? Let us know!


icj,
~j

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wedding photos

The wedding photos are finally up! Click on the "wedding" tab above. They're unedited (Jen's waiting for the Totally Rad Actions Photoshop pack for her birthday), but they're fun! We've received enough email requests about the wedding, so we created a page dedicated to it. Thank you for showing so much interest! We hope you enjoy the photographer's work even if you don't know the details behind each shot. We hope to add such details in the next few days.


icj,
~j & Hawk

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the one that got away

Yesterday we began sorting through our wedding photos, and we received an email from our photographers regarding an image they've used in their Fine Art collection. This means it has been on public display in a few places, and on temporary display at Broadway Paper Co. We received the image in our digital collection, but it was in black and white. FR was kind enough to send along the colored version. Hawk isn't crazy about it (he says nothing's really happening), but I think it's fun. Our photographer, Calfa, caught me in the middle of a yawn.

I love how Hawk's tie stands out, that you can see the full dress, the color of the chairs, and how young and handsome the groom is at this moment. It's a little embarrassing that with Hawk sitting and me standing I'm still only a head above him. Ugh.

[post-Post addition]: The photographer is Calfa of FrontRoomPhotography.

Happy Thursday!

Tomorrow, etsy friday!

icj,

~j

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i wish, i wish...

found at a life'sdesign 

It's the weekend. Time for frivolous things.


This is a big 2009-2010 transition for us. First married Christmas, first home-owning Christmas, first jointly-filed tax return, and I'm turning 30 later this winter (or would it be spring?). Hawk, alas, is not, though he looks older wink wink.


Hawk finally received his dream mandolin (or at least the younger, 5th-level version that both our families pitched in for):

the mandolinestore custom F5-G, 7th made of 10 

the gibson fern

When I tell our friends that we things like this pentax camera, 

or this Illustrator action , or this image action, 

or a one-year anniversary photo session with this photographer, 

or one-yard-bundles of this designer,  

or this designer:

All so we can recreate something like that first photo in our stairway wallways...

Happy Weekend!

icj,
~j

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Regrets: Take the Picture!

We all have them. I find my regrets revolve around only two things: when I feel I've failed someone else (in terms of follow-through, integrity, maturity, overall character) or when I've lost something of little consequence I'll never get back. 

photo by thea0211

Photos fall under the second category. As I prepared for and during our housewarming, I repeatedly thought, "I should take a photo of this." By and by I found reasons not to do so. These would include: "I'll get to it later" and "everyone will feel awkward if I take a pic." Now, our first two and greatest housewarmings are over and I have only a handful of photos to show from it--none of which give readers or future little Hawks much to remember.

shakespeare's sister

In addition to the photos, I've lost the best black jacket imaginable. 
Perfect fit, three-season wear, stylish but long-lasting. And I find it is this little loss, this truly inconsequential loss, gives me continued pause and regret.


{devoted detail}: Which is precisely a temptation within marriage: to let the little losses, the little ways in which we fail each other, become continued sources of pause and regret. Is my sense of loss appropriately proportioned to the object of my loss? No. In the end, the lack of photos will mean nothing to most others and the coat is surely keeping another warm. And in the end, despite the little losses we cause in each other, there is no question regarding the devotion, attention, & sense of service we generally offer each other.


So the party is over and the jacket is gone, but I can always have those people over again, and I'm really quite warm despite Wisconsin weather. We just need to think of a new occasion!


icj,
~j

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