Check this guy out! /  by Jessica Peterson

I was just looking through old photographs when I fell upon this gem...

It's a photo of D, Mel, Matt, Chris....

and some dude who decided to make a cameo in my photo.


Are his pants on backwards?




I hope your mommy somehow randomly stumbles across this blog and sees you with your hand down your pants... Classy.

/  by Jessica Peterson

So if anyone knows me they know I don't go anywhere without a little notebook in my purse. I have this obsession with writing down everything and nothing. I was feeling a bit dry for ideas and decided to flip through old books to steal ideas from my past-self.
I found this quote I jotted down and wanted to share it.
I copied it from the book, ''Writing Down the Bones''.

"Our lives are at once ordinary and mythical. We live and die, age beautifully or full of wrinkles. We wake in the morning, buy yellow cheese, and hope we have enough money to pay for it. At the same instant we have these magnificent hearts that pump through all sorrow and all winters we are alive on this earth. We are important and our lives are important, magnificent really, and their details are worthy to be recorded... We were here; we are human beings; this is how we lived. Let it be known, the earth passed before us. Our details are important. Otherwise, if they are not, we cab drop a bomb and it doesn't matter."

I liked this when I read it 3 years ago and I like it even more today.

I am a crap writer and even worse at spelling but I love that I am able to record the little bits and experience I pass through with a camera. I hope that this woman's words inspire you to make your presence known, and the small and simple things are just as important as the big, loud experiences.

I wrote this list about this time last year.

I absolutely adore:

Poster's face. A song I never tire of. Toast with warm butter. Being able to just fall asleep. Indian food. Oliver's interpretation of my name. Little Jimmy's kisses. My back being scratched for long periods of time. New love for hot wings. New sketch books. Being understood. Hidden gem friendships. Finding those who poses the lost art of sincerity. Floral patterns. The flood of new ideas and my pen there to help me with them. The color of my room.

/  by Jessica Peterson






I just want to say that the Lewis' are some of my favorite people. They have always treated me like I am an appendage part of their family and I am grateful to them.
Chloe is just too perfect not to document and Charee was kind enough to let me photograph her. I was excited when I found out that the red feeding chair (is that what it is called?) is the chair her grandmother used... I love little bits of history mixed in with today's world.

/  by Jessica Peterson

Today:

I woke up.
Shot a family for some moneys.
Ate a J dog.
Bought some paint for a new project.
Pulled out my camera and shot for myself

It is nice to just shoot... no worries about the commercial value of the image or that someone else would need to approve of it to give it a place in this world. I just wanted enjoyed myself so I shot what jumped out at me.
I live in an adorable little house with gorgeous big windows, the light that enters my home is always warm and welcoming. I wanted to keep it for myself.

I also started developing the new project, I don't know that I will post anything from it for a while but I really hope it can grow into something and not stay locked inside me.





/  by Jessica Peterson


I just shot these, It's strange how fruit and veggies can become so beautiful when you just look at them... as they are... not as banana or a potato. My goal tomorrow is to try and look at everything with fresh eyes, replace the symbols that everything has become with the nature of it.

Gosh, I feel like an old hippie lady getting emotional over fruit

/  by Jessica Peterson

Poor Melanie and Ben.

They came over to say hi and I made them victims. That's what you get when you walk into my house looking all good and stuff....
Ha ha ha.


oh man I need a job.














Thanksgiving 2008 /  by Jessica Peterson

I spent the week in San Juan Capistrano with the larger part of the family.
To say it was a good week would be a gross understatement, to be trapped in a
large house with my favorite people for a week was just what I needed.


Oliver and Jimmy



No joke, little Jimmy couldn't get enough of T tossing the ball at his head


Chris has a nice bum eh?


If your heart isn't melting at this point you might be a scarecrow





/  by Jessica Peterson

RUBY'S DINER
It has been a tradition for years to do Ruby's on Friday

watching the train
Abby reminds me of well.... me.



I was tempted to turn this last picture black & white and photoshopping a red rose in his hand
ha ha ha.... what do you think?

/  by Jessica Peterson

So, my step-mom has been throwing these huge party-weekends for the past few years for Thanksgiving. This year we had a chili contest, my chili tied for 1st place... we had a wii bowling tournament and ran the Turkey Trot 5K in Dana Point (Chris kicked everyones trash).
But last Friday she had rented the Science Center in Orange County.
It was pretty fantastic.

Chris and I in the spooky hall of Bats


Bed of nails.


Earthquake closet


Okay, here was the highlight of the evening, there was a huge pin wall that kept us entertained for a good hour or two.


Me and Chris


Chris, Jimmy, my body, nicks face above my body (thank goodness!)


T made a wall of T-faces.
He's so vain.


Everyone in the group, if you can pick me out I will give you a dollar.


Cutest little hands.

Tag /  by Jessica Peterson

Amy tagged me for a list of gratitude, one thing for each letter of my name...

J- jet blue, so I can visit my friends and family and explore.
E- enlightenment, I love being touched and enlightened by others, I love that we are able to grow and learn and there is no end...
S- sight, cause I love art and seeing cutie-pants things like puppies and babies
S- sanity, may it always be by my side.
I- i don't know, lots and lots of things.
C- courage, i am fighting to find some for myself.
A- ate, i know that is a cheat, but i love to eat, therefore I love that I ate??? Okay, i love food, sue me.

Now I will tag.......
get ready for it.....
Everyone who reads this cause it's good for the heart to be thankful.

/  by Jessica Peterson

Saturday morning. There is something special about Saturday mornings, I can't quite put my finger on it. I really love the top image of Mel, I feel it is honest.

It was Mel's birthday this weekend.
We had a little party last night and I'll post those images some other time because it's 2am and I have a million things to do tomorrow morning before I leave to CA for Thanksgiving.
Man, it has been a truly rough week for me. I've been stressed for various reasons, the biggest was the loss of my job which spiraled into becoming sick, irritated and moody. Poor Max is getting the butt end of this all, I have been short with him because he has been annoying the crap out of me and all I have the energy to do is get mad at him and yet the sweetheart is still by my side (literally as I type these words he is asleep with his head on my lap)... what a beautiful creature... to be neglected, yelled at, and mis-understood by his owner and all he wants to do, time and time again is to give and receive love.
I hope and pray that this weekend away with the family will be energizing and not draining. I can't wait to be with my 3 little besties all at once. I can't believe how much love I have for them, how blessed I am.
Well, although things have been difficult and I feel like a chapter in my life has closed much sooner than I would have liked I feel like this is a time for growth. Life can be difficult, confusing, unfair, lonely and hurtful but the one thing that keeps me going is HOPE. I am not yet sure what I should be learning from all of this but I feel like it will be worth it in the end.

I guess I am back to my late-night self now that I don't have a 9 to 5. To be honest I love this time of night. I feel like the rest of the world around me is asleep and I am alone with my thoughts which have lost its evil and constricting censor. I find my ideas at this time of night brilliant and free of normalcy but sadly when I wake the next day and reflect on the previous evenings thoughts I find them to be quite silly and dull. I wonder what it is that makes all of this so magical at night. Even now I feel like I have connected with some deeper chamber inside myself and feel enlightened to be in its presence, but when I read this in the morning I will most likely be embarrassed and want to erase it all and write some funny bit in its place. We will see.

the lizard /  by Jessica Peterson


Lizard came for a visit this weekend. I was lucky to have her here for me. She is a truly honest soul and friend. I love this girl and all her funny, sweet quirks.
Friday afternoon we decided it was about time for her to get her ears pierced. She did so good we went for cookies after.

"I write down lists" /  by Jessica Peterson












These are some images I like. Just wanted to share them with ya.

I used to write down lists. Lists of random topics from favorites to fears. I want to start writing down lists again. Maybe not here but in my books.
Well, just one for here.

Since I am listing to music I will write down a little list of music.

Most played on my iTunes play list.
Songs:
1. How will you love me
2. Counting up your bones
3. Why don't you stay home
4. I come after you
5. Our day trip
All from Nina Nastasia. I won't say how many times they have played cause it's kind of embarrassing.

Of the top 10 artist played, 8 are female and then there is Elliot Smith and The Decemberists.

Peace.