After letting it slip in public earlier this week there is just no taking it back. I have a total girl crush on Laura Linney. Maybe I use this blog too much to express admiration for amazing women; oh well. Laura Linney is an actors’ actor. She chooses the best roles, both onstage and in film, and is beautiful in this amazingly real way rarely seen in an actress. If by some odd twist of fate you don’t get it, see HBO’s “John Adams,” Showtime’s “The Big C,” selected episodes of “Frasier,” or anything else she is in. I want so badly to be her, or at least to be like her!
I know, I know- after all of the hype that last year’s (sort-of) biopic Julie & Julia caused, I am far from original in my love for this fantastic, fearless woman. Still, I just have to express how much I admire her. Aside from her amazing cooking abilities, she was an independent and well-traveled woman who, according to all reliable accounts, had a fantastic marriage to a wonderful man. She radiated class, was known for her beautiful home (though some credit for that must go to Paul Child, artist/photographer/diplomat extraordinaire), and seemed to have absolutely nothing that could hold her back.

One of my favorite things about Julia Child is that she supposedly didn’t really even learn to cook until she was a newlywed, at 34 years old. Imagine! Our world’s most reputable culinary expert lived out her entire young life without ever delving into what became her expertise and legacy. She also didn’t meet her husband until she was 30 years old, and had resigned herself to being a “spinster”- although I don’t know many old maids who were reportedly spies- and ended up having an extremely happy and celebrated marriage.
It centers me a little bit to know that she lived out such an adventurous and somewhat lonesome youth and still had time to become everything that she was.

Other fantastic things about her that I would love to emulate: living in Cambridge, living in France, having a pegboard kitchen (sigh), and going to culinary school, even if I don’t want to go into the restaurant industry!
Since I first saw his work for Olivetti in the SFMOMA Anniversary Show last spring, I have been in love with Giovanni Pintori. Luckily, I was just assigned a graphic design history project where I get to choose a designer emulate, and he fits the bill perfectly.

Featured in the most recent issue of New American Paintings, I came across this artist doing some research for my drawing class. I can’t believe she does this with gouache.


Visit her website here.
Design Madison is bringing typographer extraordinaire Jessica Hische to to the area to give a lecture. I have to work, and am consequently pretty bummed about missing the lecture- but for those of you who are free next Thursday (November 18), check out the event site (here) for more information.



See more of Hische’s work on her beautiful website (here).
Conan’s premiere last night was unforgettable. Quality late night television is back in the building. (And donning a sexy beard.)
Halloween 2010 has come and gone, and I can confidently say our celebration was more historic (literally) than that of any previous year. Our Mt. Rushmore costumes may be put away, but I have more than enough sweets to help me hold onto this sweet holiday feeling until Thanksgiving.


