Tuesday, January 29, 2013

sunshine daydreams

I haven't had as much time as I'd like to put my thoughts down and collect and curate all the bits of world I come upon, and for that I'm truly sorry. But I do love my day-job, and lately it's been consuming most of the time I can stand to spend in front of a computer, so forgive me that.

That being said - really over this whole winter thing. NYC suddenly decided it is going to follow traditional seasonal patterns this year, after all, and I'm less than enthused.

Whether it's the desert, the ocean, grassy fields, open road, or the streets of a warmer city - I'm really feeling some warm weather inspiration.

(P.S. - Follow me on tumblr for a steady stream of mood board + inspiration!)

(photos from spell, bona drag, live fast mag, blondhaus, planet blue, and more)

Sunday, January 13, 2013


"Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears." 
-Albert Camus

I need to retrieve my film camera from a friend. I miss shooting. It was once the thing that made me feel most alive, and I don't really do the whole "New Year's Resolutions" thing, but if I did, mine would definitely be to fall back in love with my cameras. I'll probably continue to post a lot of my own photography from over the years as this blog goes, but here are a few that are from within the last year and a month, or so:

Rockaway, NY, 2012

Montauk, NY, 2012

Camp Bisco, NY, 2012

East(?) Hampton, NY, 2012

Uniondale, New York, 2011

Camp Bisco, New York, 2012

New York, NY, 2011

Mahwah, NJ, 2011

Rockaway, NY, 2012

Mahwah, NJ, 2011

Camp Bisco, NY, 2012

Brooklyn, NY, 2012

Montauk, NY, 2012

Rockaway, New York, 2012

Rockaway, New York, 2012

Much more to come on this subject, stay tuned. 

I've also gotten really into collaging lately - there's something therapeutic about it. It's good alone time, music listening time, creative time. There's something poetic about it if you'll bear with the vaguely philosophical thought to follow: you take something that was produced a certain way, dismantle it, and rearrange it. You put things back together the way that you feel they best communicate something. Somewhere in there is something profound...I think. It's sort of the way I try to approach life and the world; take what the universe has given you with gratitude, but arrange it and deal with it in a way that feels truly you. If that makes any sense in english. Either way, here are some of the ones I've been working on, forgive the poor quality iPhone photos:

Get off your butts and go create something - it's what Sundays were invented for.

xx Caitlin

Saturday, January 12, 2013

mad hatter

I'm on a really serious hat kick. This particular one was a prop in the fine arts building's drawing room where I went to college, and I may or may not have casually relieved them of it, but it's getting put to MUCH better use on my head. 

The one on the left used to be my mom's, it's beautiful and brown felt and I've commandeered it. The one on the right I wound up not buying, because burgundy hats and hot pink hair sort of clash, I guess? Kind of wish I'd just gone for it. I've had so many good ones over the years that have disappeared, and I'm currently mourning them pretty hard:

But since those are all gone, I'm currently lusting after a Stevie Nicks style top hat. Eternally perfect brand Sugarhigh Lovestoned provided this inspiration: 

with the accompanying caption, 

"This one is for the girl who prefers her bourbon on the rocks + always wears her hair down. She goes for broke with no money in her pocket, rides in the backseat of cars, hangs out the sun roof + howls at the moon. She is the life of the party, she owns the room + she never let’s a moment pass with out living it."

If that doesn't describe me perfectly, I don't know what does. 

xx Caitlin

Thursday, January 10, 2013

new meets old in rock'n'roll

Working in music is an eternally rewarding experience. To always be surrounded by sounds both old and new, and people who share my passion for them, is something I would never trade. That being said, you can expect a lot of my posts to either include music or be nearly entirely about it. Not sorry.

My parents were definitely music people, too - they always brag about having seen Bruce Springsteen's "Born in the U.S.A." tour once on each coast, the beginning and the end of the tour. While I'm so incredibly fortunate to be able to see as much live music as I do, I will be forever jealous of the music they got to coexist with. As much amazing new music as there is out there, my heart at its core will always lie with the legends. Simon & Garfunkel, Jimi Hendrix, The Grateful Dead, The Who, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, The Band, Crosby Stills Nash & Young, Bob Dylan, The Smiths, Velvet Underground - I could go on (for quite some time), but you get the idea. And the ones I missed out on as a kid, and friends have since introduced me to, are some of my absolute favorites - The Cars, The Cramps, The Rolling Stones, The Doors. I can't even keep talking about it, I'll go on forever. There will be much more on this to come, I'm sure.

What I bring to you today is a marriage of my two great loves - old music and new music. There are few things I love more than a current band I love paying homage to the roots of rock and roll. Check out some of these tributes and covers I've been jamming to the last few days!

The Kills - Dreams (Fleetwood Mac)

Tegan and Sara - Fool to Cry (The Rolling Stones)

Nicolas Jaar - Avalanche (Leonard Cohen)

Chromatics - Fade to Black (Neil Young)

There's so many more out there. The best-written songs can be re-invented time and time again and still ring true - and that's one of music's greatest beauties. 

xx Caitlin

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

let it begin.

Well, she's walking through the clouds,
With a circus mind that's running wild.
Butterflies and zebras, and moonbeams and fairy tales;
That's all she ever thinks about,
Riding with the wind.
When I'm sad, she comes to me,
With a thousand smiles she gives to me free.
It's alright, she says, it's alright,
Take anything you want from me, anything.
Fly on little wing.
(Jimi Hendrix, Little Wing)

I often find myself going about my days, living and breathing and learning, collecting bits of the world around me as if they were seashells or stones and having nowhere to put them. Whether it's music (usually), drunk misadventures (always), noteworthy words or quotes or pictures or dreams, the number of sparks my imagination gets in a day could probably power a small city. I'm surrounded by beautiful people and beautiful things and it seemed time I find one proper place to contain it all, as much as pixels and bytes can contain something as complex as a mind. Since my childhood I've collected; rocks and crystals, ships in bottles, those little trolls with the colored hair that stands up...let this serve as a collection, too: of ideas, of memories, of inspirations and creations for all the world to see.

I'm equal parts rock'n'roll and rainbows, living and learning the best I know how.