My avatar

This avatar was produced during the Braz Tesol Conference in São Paulo, in July 2010. Not bad, I think, considering it was made in about 1 minute. I'll post some of my friends' versions of me as well. Although they are not at all flattering. Well, neither is the avatar.

These are the ever so whimsical rainbow cupcakes we produced sometime in May, 2010. Besides being pretty, they tasted goooood!

The one and quirky Oliver Jeffers

Because I like his face.

Registering new discoveries: The quirky Oliver Jeffers

It's on my ever growing book wish list: Oliver Jeffers books. He wrote things like 'The incredible book eating boy' (where the above illustration was taken from), 'Lost and Found', 'How to catch a star', ' The way back home'.

And he's funny, and has a huge, theatrical moustache. If you type up ' Oliver Jeffers ' ('course, that's his name) in YouTube, you'll find some footage of him in his studio, published by Penguin Young Readers. Cool stuff. It's lovely to hear him talk, too, because he comes from Northern Ireland. Go meet him.

Neil Gaiman's New Year Benediction

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books, and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art. Write, or draw, or build, or sing, or live, as only you can.

May your coming year be a wonderful thing, in which you dream both dangerously and outrageously. I hope you'll make something that didn't exist before you made it; that you will be loved, and you will be liked; and you will have people to love and to like in return. And most importantly, because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now, I hope that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind. And I hope that somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Post de Aniversário

J. baked a batch of cookies and made some frosting. I dyed a little of the frosting blue, and played baker for a while. The decorated cookies looked really lovely, but J. remarked my tongue and lips were blue. So I brought the cookies and the (plain) frosting, and this is what I've been serving my friends from work. The cookies are always a hit, and we got an order already! Happy birthday to me! It's raining out - again. But B. gave me a book that made me laugh out loud this morning. I have cookies and frosting and half a bar of chocolate on my desk. Life is good.

Platypus in a field of flowers (Dec 2009).

Parece que eu bebo, né?

The art of Not Trying to Catch Up

Meu último post é de 4 de novembro do ano passado. Um dos meus dois únicos leitores me chamou a atenção. A verdade é que eu me sinto culpada por não ter escrito nada sobre um montão de coisas, que acabo não escrevendo nada. Puxa, eu penso, antes de falar do que está rolando agora, preciso falar da nossa procura por uma escola nova para a TJ, o que o pessoal da Fundação falou do desempenho dela, as últimas do Josh, tatuagens, família, amigos. Natal. Ano novo. Férias. O motorista de ônibus que me adotou. O alegre ônibus das 6.22 da manhã. Aniversários. Sexo. Livros - meu presente de Natal: Graveyard Book, da minha fase Neil Gaiman. Desenhos. Enfim. Aí fico desanimada e não escrevo nada. Então vamos exercitar o desapego. Não é bem essa a palavra, mas é a que eu achei aqui na gaveta e resolvi usar. Vou falando aos poucos, comentando a vida daqui pra frente. Ou daqui pra trás. O que me der na telha. Tá bom assim?

Voltei. Voltei!