No matter where I have been, or where I am going it never leaves my 



mind of how much I love and respect the central coast of california.  



It must have been destiny that I was born here and was able to grow 



up here.  This truely is the soul I was born with.  Driving highway 1 



along the ragged coast with poppies and wildflowers blossoming - the 



dry summer breeze blowing through the window - this is what I was 



meant to admire and enjoy in life.  Seeing the glassy ocean, the 



cows, the fields, the old tattered barns are what comforts me. Ever 



since I turned 16 I would jump at any chance I could get to hop in my 



old ford truck and roam the coast up to the infamous Big Sur area in 



search of waves and a piece of mind.







Over the weekend I took a trip and shot a few photos along the way to 



to add to my journal of what my life looks like.  I like to mix 



things up and sometimes pretend there are no rules.  Which in your 



mind - there aren't any rules.  I love soft vintage hues, the 



unexpected, the unexplained, type, letters and words.  I love family, 



my boyfriend, the outdoors, happiness, and love (I love - love, funny 



but true!).  I miss the ones who have passed on who still love me and 



who I think of often.







I recently worked on and helped renovate my grandparents 1930's home 



and bungalow in the San Francisco area.  My grandfather passed away 2 



years ago and my grandmother the year after that (they had been 



married for 75 years).  Along with my parents, and 2 brothers - we 



repainted, cleared out the furniture, the knicknacks, the 



memorabilia, the pictures, the diaries, the books and the war 



uniforms.  I learned a lot about "things" in general and why we 



collect them and what happens to them when we are gone.  It felt 



really weird looking through their personal things - there were 



little boxes filled with meaningful tidbits and notes and things they 



had collected along the way.  I was overjoyed by the wonders I was 



able to collect from my amazing amazing grandparents- my grandma was 



quite the seamstress - she had mounds of colorful vintage fabrics 



perfectly tucked away, zippers, buttons, vintage purses, belts, 



sewing machines and patterns, knitting supplies - I now know where I 



get my craft obsessiveness from!  And now I have even more supplies 



to create with- which I am so so thankful for.  It was an amazing 



experience and their house is going to look beautiful repainted and 



all fixed up.  I'm sure they are looking at it now!







Things in the "studio" are great. I've been working on a lot of 



illustrations and design work (which I'll update you soon, and post 



some more photos).  I'm hoping to make a trip down to southern 



california soon too, to visit all my friends that I miss.  Until Next 



Time - happy summertime - Hillary