Organizing a Disorganized World

I am not a huge lover of art. I am slight embarrassed to say that after living in New York for nearly 3 years, I have visited exactly one museum, the Museum of Natural History.  With its large display of dinosaur bones and various animals, this museum appeals to the average 5-year-old child. So I guess it isn’t too surprising that this is the one museum I have visited.

Art is something that doesn’t make a lot of sense to me. I remember standing in front of the Mona Lisa at the Louvre getting pushed by the crowds who flock to see this painting. Sure it was cool to see this painting, that has been replicated countless time in person, however I didn’t really find it that moving. I walked into a room adjacent to the famous painting, which was basically empty, and found 4 or 5 other paintings that I found much more interested than the Mona Lisa.

And don’t even get me started on modern art. Maybe my cultural pallet isn’t sophisticated enough to understand this art form, but I do not understand how an abandonded grocery cart is art – I see those on the street nearly every day and they aren’t art – only when someone puts one in MoMA does it become art.

So anyone who has been around my blog for a while knows that I like things organized. Maybe that is why art doesn’t appeal to me – it isn’t rational and most of the time, it isn’t organized. That is, until Swiss artist Ursus Wehrli came along.

Ursus Wehrli is also the author of Tidying Up Art, a unique  manifesto that seeks to provide a more rational, more organized and cleaner form of modern art. In deconstructing the work of Paul Klee, Jaspen Johns and other masters into its component parts, organized by color and size, Wehrli creates a more perfect art world.

Now this is art, and a world, that I can make sense of!

http://ted.com/talks/view/id/400

Cold Turkey

I am slowly coming to terms with the fact that our wedding is over. Believe me, I am not happy about it, but I am beginning to accept it. Sadly, this means that my days of following Wedding Blogs is probably coming to an end. I do still enjoy reading these blogs and seeing the creative ideas, however, these posts make me sad that my wedding is over and I even felt a tiny bit of regret when I read about a cool idea that I didn’t get to incorporate. Our wedding was unbelievable (we had a rainbow AND heat lightning) so I don’t want to start focusing on the things that we didn’t do.

We were able to do so much because of the support from both of our parents and I want to remained focused on that. So I am going cold turkey – no more wedding blogs.

So that means that I need to find new blogs to fill my days with. I have visited a lot recently as I have been researching new cookies recipes. It is unbelievable how many other blogs there are out there sending posts off into cyber space hoping that someone reads something that captivates, inspires or entertains.

Here are some contenders:

Becky Bakes
How can I not love the blog that bought me Oreo stuffed chocolate chip cookies? So many food blogs focus on super healthy, organic, vegan recipes. And while I am certainly a believer in healthy eating, I love the tag line “life is uncertain, eat dessert first.”

With Style & Grace
Inspiration for the kitchen, planning a party or making a DIY holiday present. This blog has it all for the modern day Martha Stewart.

The Organizing Junkie
Is it possible – have I found someone who likes to organize more than me. Umm, yes!

So while I close the chapter in my life on weddings (at least until Abby or Courtney decide to get married!) I am trying to fill that void. Let me know if you have any suggestions as I continue my quest to find the best blogs.

Say Cheese!

Today my mom went to pick up the cd that contains our wedding photos. I am super exciting to look through them all, although I have a feeling it might make me sad that the day is over. I loved every minute of the wedding and honestly couldn’t have asked for me. I can’t wait to post all about it!

Please check out Cheetah Design Studio. I would highly recommend their services for any photography needs!

Apartment Therapy

I am not sure if I should thank my friend Jessi for introducing me to the blog Apartment Therapy or if I should blame her for getting me hooked onto another blog with amazing decorating and cooking ideas. Either way, I have wasted away my entire morning and much of my afternoon searching through the site and I am now sufficiently jealous of anyone who:

1. Owns their own place, allowing them to have free reign over their decorating abilities. I am stuck adhering to apartment rules and temporary designs.

2. Lives in the suburbs and has SPACE. My 850 square foot apartment can’t hold all of my creative ideas, much less the products of those ideas and inspirations

3. Has more than a small desk and a sewing machine to create amazing works of art. I am still trying to figure out how to bring more “craft supplies” into the apartment without Matt noticing.

Here are a few of my favorite things from Apartment Therapy:

If only I had a garage with a work bench. Matt has it in his head that when we register for wedding gifts he is going to get all sorts of sweet tools. Considering that we live in NYC, and most likely will live there for at least 5-6 more years, I think tools and a workbench are out of the question! However, I am willing to let him register for them and store them for that length of time if he promises to make me this!

Honestly, who wouldn’t want an all pink kitchen? It would be like living in the Barbie Dream House!

This reminds me of the forts that Abby and I used to make out of blankets in our living room – only it is the grown-up version. I still think that I should move to Africa so I can justify hanging a mosquito next over my bed (which I did in middle school). In my mind, the more things you can do to make your bed resemble a cocoon, the better.

I can not imagine having this playhouse in my backyard. Not only is it bigger than my apartment, but it is in a tree! My father promised to build Abby and I a treehouse when we moved to our “new” house when I was 4 years old. My parents still live in that house, and there is still no treehouse. Adding to the list of things my dad promised but never delivered on: tire swing, sky light for Abby’s room and swimming pool… Ok, I don’t think he promised the last one, but Abby and I REALLY wanted a swimming pool (like we didn’t spend enough time swimming without one!) We found a solution to this problem by filling a huge plastic trashcan with water from the hose and “swim around” in it. The water never got above 65 degrees and you couldn’t do anything besides dunk your body. For some reason, we thought this was a good substitute for a pool (clearly Abby and I were very “special” growing up).

Anyway, I would like to cash in on my father’s promise of a treehouse. I have a nice spot picked out in Central Park, so Dad, whenever you are available please bring your tools to NYC and get started!