Escaping part 2

March 27, 2014 9 Comments

Goodmorning! So, on Tuesday I posted about escaping to an imagined town on the Riviera in the hopes of escaping the cold and willing spring to come faster and guess what... the forecasted snow that we were supposed to wake up to on Wednesday in NYC didn't come!

IT WORKED. I am an illustration voodoo meteorologist mastermind. Let's test my powers further...

Today, inspired by Atlantic Pacific I invite you to join me and focus all your energy on moving the temperature up at least 10 degrees. My goal is to control (with my mind) the north east weather patterns to not drop below freezing again until fall. I know, ambitious. But, clearly, I am powerful at this given my track record of one time success.

Think about spanish moss dripping off knotty, ancient oaks, their branches reach out long and low over the road you're riding along. The moss is creating a secretive cave, dappled with spring sunshine making dusty, lace patterns on the windshield of the beat up old beach car you're obviously driving with all the windows down.

And there's music playing in the car, and in the air, all around. Like a happy montage from a beach movie in which you will ultimately marry Ryan Gosling. Wait I just got it, the song is a reggae cover of Take Me Home, Country Roads. Yes.

Do you see it? Good. Now focus on that. And on the navy and white striped skirt you're wearing, paired with perfectly tan skin.

We can do this, winter-refugees! We are stronger than the cold! Keep meditating on floppy sun hats and check back soon for more escapism.

Goodmorning! So, on Tuesday I posted about escaping to an imagined town on the Riviera in the hopes of escaping the cold and willing spring to come faster and guess what... the forecasted snow that we were supposed to wake up to on Wednesday in NYC didn't come!

IT WORKED. I am an illustration voodoo meteorologist mastermind. Let's test my powers further...

Today, inspired by Atlantic Pacific I invite you to join me and focus all your energy on moving the temperature up at least 10 degrees. My goal is to control (with my mind) the north east weather patterns to not drop below freezing again until fall. I know, ambitious. But, clearly, I am powerful at this given my track record of one time success.

Think about spanish moss dripping off knotty, ancient oaks, their branches reach out long and low over the road you're riding along. The moss is creating a secretive cave, dappled with spring sunshine making dusty, lace patterns on the windshield of the beat up old beach car you're obviously driving with all the windows down.

And there's music playing in the car, and in the air, all around. Like a happy montage from a beach movie in which you will ultimately marry Ryan Gosling. Wait I just got it, the song is a reggae cover of Take Me Home, Country Roads. Yes.

Do you see it? Good. Now focus on that. And on the navy and white striped skirt you're wearing, paired with perfectly tan skin.

We can do this, winter-refugees! We are stronger than the cold! Keep meditating on floppy sun hats and check back soon for more escapism.

Goodmorning! So, on Tuesday I posted about escaping to an imagined town on the Riviera in the hopes of escaping the cold and willing spring to come faster and guess what... the forecasted snow that we were supposed to wake up to on Wednesday in NYC didn't come!

IT WORKED. I am an illustration voodoo meteorologist mastermind. Let's test my powers further...

Today, inspired by Atlantic Pacific I invite you to join me and focus all your energy on moving the temperature up at least 10 degrees. My goal is to control (with my mind) the north east weather patterns to not drop below freezing again until fall. I know, ambitious. But, clearly, I am powerful at this given my track record of one time success.

Think about spanish moss dripping off knotty, ancient oaks, their branches reach out long and low over the road you're riding along. The moss is creating a secretive cave, dappled with spring sunshine making dusty, lace patterns on the windshield of the beat up old beach car you're obviously driving with all the windows down.

And there's music playing in the car, and in the air, all around. Like a happy montage from a beach movie in which you will ultimately marry Ryan Gosling. Wait I just got it, the song is a reggae cover of Take Me Home, Country Roads. Yes.

Do you see it? Good. Now focus on that. And on the navy and white striped skirt you're wearing, paired with perfectly tan skin.

We can do this, winter-refugees! We are stronger than the cold! Keep meditating on floppy sun hats and check back soon for more escapism.

Posted in Atlantic-Pacific, escape, Inslee, Inslee By Design, summer, The Sketch Book

great escape

February 08, 2013 10 Comments

 

So, they've named a blizzard, "nemo"... Can we just stop and talk about that for a second. Nemo? Like the fish?

I give up. Weather people, you win, you are the funniest.

Despite the funny name, this storm is actually kind of a mess. It is snowing up and down and sideways all at once. I am preparing to suit up in my extreme weather gear and trek back from the studio to my apartment to wring my hands about how much this reminds me of hurricane sandy and experience a confusing cocktail of emotions - first surging elation and then crippling terror.

Right now I'm still in the honeymoon phase with the storm. It's cozy and exciting and everyone is giddy and has that glint in their eyes like they're about to eat  A LOT of carbs.

But, undoubtedly, this will wear off when things start to get real in a few hours when we are supposed to get a foot of snow and the flight instinct will start kick in. Nothing like being snowed in to make me want to make a dramatic escape. I'll wish I could jet off somewhere warm and exotic, preferably on a vespa. Doesn't this little lady have the perfect escapist attitude? I sketched her for Dear Stella's Italian Collection.

Stay safe this weekend if you're in the area (meaning the north east of america) and keep dreaming of mint colored escape vehicles and gelato in the sun. Spring will be here soon!

Posted in Dear Stella, escape, Inslee By Design, Inslee Haynes, nemo, NYC, snow, The Sketch Book, vespa