CuriousChristina

Alas, now in my fourth decade, it appears my childhood dreams of being a Glorious Queen or a secret agent or an astronaut (or even better a secret agent posing as a Queen on Grand Tour to other planets!) are unlikely to be achieved.

Consolation is found in belly dance, yoga, thrifting, out-of-the-mainstream films, and delicious vegetarian feasts shared with friends.

I have a lifelong love affair with the printed word. Not unlike a miser's treasure, the bounty of these riches (books read and books to be read) is very pleasing to my eye.

I am greatly (and pleasantly) beset by cacophony of colorful fabric, shiny beads, pretty paper, odd buttons, and a river of found objects, each clamoring to be admired right now.

I am outnumbered, outclassed, and regularly outsmarted by my two cats. They still have not forgiven me for becoming a massage therapist (what nerve--petting people while they languish for want of attention).

I hope to always view the world through eyes of whimsy and to someday be whisked away by The Doctor in the TARDIS for out of this world adventures.

Well crafted stories make me very, very happy. I read 'cross genres, old and new, but dearest to my heart are two seemingly opposites--serious literature (ex. Poisonwood Bible, Blindness, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, The Book Thief) and escapist Sci Fi/Fantasy (Robin McKinley, Patricia McKillip, CJ Cherryh, Nina K. Hoffman)

I chanced upon independent/foreign films (after decades of predictable and unsatisfying mainstream movie viewing) and was completely smitten.

Independent, alternative, and local artists.

I love making stuff out of discarded items--jewelry out of old buttons, purses out of empty candy tins, postcards out of scraps of fabric and paper.