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In my real life you can find me at vanessaholden[at]mac[dot]com; in studios and meetings & offices quite (but not too) often; most happily at the beach; at Pearl Paint buying stuff for a project; at La Colombe or The Adore, & sometimes (just quietly) at Beard Papa, but then I don't like to talk about that particular addiction.

May 11
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So the Mother’s Day field trip to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens was aborted (you can’t take food into the gardens - way to kill a picnic), and relocated to the Sheep Meadow in Central Park this afternoon: sunny and lovely, if a little chilly (too windy to make paper flowers, but fine for nail painting). The kids ran wild, and the Circus Minimus troupe arrived and taught them how to spin plates and toss that thing that you toss on a string: hippy tricks all, but so so fun. So long as firebreathing and poi aren’t on the agenda, I’m fine with them pursuing a life under the big top. Am considering doing circus yoga: as long as it doesn’t involve a leotard, I’m good. Also, note to the Sheep Meadow ladies - in your dreams was it warm enough to lay out in a bikini today, in your freakin’ dreams.
So the Mother’s Day field trip to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens was aborted (you can’t take food into the gardens - way to kill a picnic), and relocated to the Sheep Meadow in Central Park this afternoon: sunny and lovely, if a little chilly (too windy to make paper flowers, but fine for nail painting). The kids ran wild, and the Circus Minimus troupe arrived and taught them how to spin plates and toss that thing that you toss on a string: hippy tricks all, but so so fun. So long as firebreathing and poi aren’t on the agenda, I’m fine with them pursuing a life under the big top. Am considering doing circus yoga: as long as it doesn’t involve a leotard, I’m good. Also, note to the Sheep Meadow ladies - in your dreams was it warm enough to lay out in a bikini today, in your freakin’ dreams.