christine on her own
A Los Angeles gal now in San Francisco, discovering a new city and museum, while filling my mind with art, food, fashion, design, books, and places I've never been to.

This Tumblr started when I discovered myself on my own. And though there are many incredible people in my life, including my partner and co-adventurer P, I still consider this a place of my own to think, explore, share, and be inspired.
christine on her own
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"Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement."
Albert Camus, The Fall (via thatkindofwoman)
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brave
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blindthoughts:

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Ready for spring
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"No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path." -Gautama Buddha
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artnet:

Slow down, everyone. 
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whereiseefashion:

Match #71
Shalom Harlow for Numéro #108 by Sofia Sanchez & Mauro Mongiello wearing Alexander McQueen | Sleeping Swan by Nigel French
More matches here 

Thanks to Artsy, I was clued in to this incredible blog pairing images of fashion with beautiful imagery found all around—in art, architecture, nature, food, other parts of the world. Working in the arts combined with my intense passion for Pinterest has often led me to see these types of parallels. This Tumblr really takes these juxtapositions to an awe-inspiring level. 
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This photograph doesn’t quite capture it all, but with a vista of colorful buildings and cars zooming down the highway, this view reminded me so much of Christopher Burden’s Metropolis II, on long-term loan to LACMA.
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Brunch at Sweedeedee was one of the highlights of a recent Portland trip with P. Even with a line in rainy weather, I still found the place utterly charming. A cup of warm coffee with honey whiskey cake tided us over during the wait. The Baker’s Breakfast pictured was simple, tasty, and so hearty that I didn’t have room for their famous salted honey pie — for next time!
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"Feelings come and feelings go. There is no need to fear them and no need to crave them. Be open to your feelings and experience them while they are here. Then be open to the feelings that will come next. Your feelings are a part of your experience. Yet no mere feeling, however intense it may seem, is your permanent reality."
Ralph Marston  (via thatkindofwoman)
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Even though I haven’t lived in downtown LA yet, it’s where I’ve felt most home. It’s been exciting to see another resurgence, lately along Broadway Street. From an anchor like Ace Hotel to new storefronts Acne Studios and Tanner Goods, and not to mention restaurants sprouting up nearly monthly, the historic core has been transformed.
What’s most invigorating is the diversity, which I hope never changes. On this visit, I encountered neighborhood locals, others like me on an afternoon jaunt, and a block away, a major immigration protest that was slowly closing down streets. Some may call it strange or ugly or chaotic, but I find it all part of that special LA energy one can only grow to appreciate.
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One of the greatest perks of my job is working with artists and introducing their work to both longtime fans and those unfamiliar. There is nothing more gratifying than that moment when someone connects with a piece or sees an artist anew. 
For SFMOMA’s newest collaborative exhibition with Yerba Buena Center for the Arts Public Intimacy, I had the pleasure of meeting Johannesburg-based artist Kemang Wa Lehulere who created this chalk work, The Grass Is Always Greener On the Other Side. In explaining the title, he spoke about an anti-apartheid South African writer who emigrated to the U.S. seeking a better life, but realized upon arrival, he faced inequalities and prejudice even in the land of opportunity.
Having been raised by first generation immigrants, I understood the sentiment, along with the challenges and complex emotions minorities face in America. Art has this powerful way of surfacing narratives that resonate not only in its place of origin, but also globally, especially now in the digital age.
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The feeling this week
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I have always had a profound love for anything made from batter or dough — something inherited from my mom — which defied the largely carb-adverse culture in Los Angeles. This passion has been taken to a new level since I’ve moved to San Francisco where it seems epic baked goods are born.
Some of my best memories and most comforting moments in the city have included a baked item. A breakfast muffin from the Sentinel on gray mornings. Specialty’s cookies from P on a bad day. Shortbread from Arizmendi taken to-go after a slice of pizza. Liguria’s focaccia before they run out for the day.  La Boulange’s whole wheat croissant with a latte on weekends. A Tartine loaf shared with friends. A Tartine morning bun just to myself. Mission Beach Cafe pie after brunch. Fancy toast while people watching at The Mill. Acme bread anywhere, anytime.
On a recent rainy afternoon, I collected another favorite — the Kouign Amann at b. patisserie. Its perfectly flaky edges and buttery center were bliss, especially with a great cup of coffee. The tables, displays, and decadent desserts feel European, but the open pastry kitchen reminds you you’re in the Bay. Tucked into a little nook near the street-facing window, an old friend and I caught up and enjoyed the patisserie space that felt equally special and comfortable.
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As you all most likely know by now, President Obama made an offhand remark this week that manufacturing work is possibly more lucrative than pursuing work in the arts. Seems like a good moment to remember the profound role that the arts play in fostering creativity and innovation!

How have you put your arts education to work?

I discovered art history too late in college to major in it (or so said my counselor) and settled on a minor because my curiosity for learning history and understanding culture and humanity through art was insatiable.
My fellow economics majors were bewildered by my choice to intern (for free!) at a museum rather than a Big Four financial firm. And I’d be lying to say that my path did not have a rocky start, but I’ve never looked back.
I’ve now worked in museums for seven years in two different cities, publicizing art ranging from ancient to contemporary. While I don’t have a massive savings account to boast, my life has been enriched in seeing firsthand how art can open, shape, and enliven minds of all ages and backgrounds.
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potentialitea:

lately.

That feeling