Thursday, December 23, 2010

Mountaineers

When Jason and I both get all As in our semester, what better way to celebrate than to climb A mountain?

We enjoyed the weather immensely. December 23 and we're walking without jackets? Score. One fellow walker even decided to take his shirt off. Only in Arizona.


We began east of Mill Avenue, and this lovely building was kind enough to offer a reflection of both the mountain and the famed mill on Mill Ave. More on the mill later and my deep deep love for it.


I got my hiking stance on...


as did Jason.


After we took this picture (we set the camera on a wall and used the 10 second timer) a kind gentleman told us we should have used the flash and that he would know since he's been a photographer for 40 years. Um thanks? I don't know half as much as I want to about photography but it seemed like an odd suggestion seeing as we're in broad daylight. Whatev.




I love the wisemen that make an appearance each year on the mountain. It's nice to see a small part of the story of Christmas in such a public place.


It's the A!


This building had a garden on top of the roof - how sustainable of them!




The view was awesome. It seemed as though we could see the whole city and beyond.


This may or may not be after my sweet husband climbed atop the A and mooned all of Tempe. But of course he wouldn't do that, because he's wise and mature and totally above that.






And now I introduce you to my favorite picture of the bunch. Ignore my face, I'm being ridiculous, blah blah blah. The real joy comes from Jason's face. I wanted to take a victory picture after we reached the top and apparently Jason was a little to close to the edge, and my dear camera captured the fear. YES.


I think it's so very wonderful that the mill still stands amidst a bunch of slick and corporate buildings. My favorite thing about the building is the advertisement on it for the Family Kitchen all-purpose flour.






So grateful for days that we both have off. Hiking, shopping, cooking, and 24. Thank you winter break!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Feta Cheese Turkey Burgers

I've been loving Greek food lately, so this week I'm trying two different Greek-style recipes.

The first:

Feta Cheese Turkey Burgers


I couldn't decide if this picture makes the burgers look appetizing or unappealing, and I'm pretty sure it's the latter, but what the hey. Note that we used a skillet... we were to lazy to start up one of our apartment complex charcoal grills.

Ingredients

* 1 pound ground turkey
* 1 cup crumbled feta cheese
* 1/2 cup kalamata olives, pitted and sliced
* 2 teaspoons dried oregano
* ground black pepper to taste

Directions

1. Preheat the grill (or, ahem, stove) for medium high heat.
2. In a large bowl, combine turkey, feta cheese, olives, oregano, and pepper. Mix together, and form into patties.
3. Lightly oil the grate. Place patties on the grill. Cook for 10 to 12 minutes, turning halfway through.

I also sprinkled some garlic powder into the mix. Some people who made this recipe didn't have kalamata olives so they used regular black olives. I like to be authentic so I went big and got the kalamata - so worth it!

This recipe was so very tasty. I'm in love, and it's ridiculously simple and easy! Who doesn't want cheese in their burger?! It's only nine in the morning and I'm already craving another one.

Recipe from my bff, allrecipes

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

It's a wonderful life

Do you ever encounter something that you thought you knew everything about, but during this particular encounter, you realize you had absolutely no idea? NO IDEA at all!

Okay, let me explain. I was browsing this website that sells affordable artwork called 20x200 (it's genious). I clicked a pretty picture, and once the page loaded... my jaw dropped. OH. MY. GOODNESS. That is a snowflake, and it's the most amazing thing I've ever seen! HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS?

I lived in northern Arizona for nine years where plenty of snowflakes fell all winter, I surely learned all about snowflakes in grade school, I cut the paper folded snowflakes at Christmas time for goodness sake! How did I see and taste and touch and understand, but not SEE?

It is so overwhelming at how majestic of an artist God is. There is so much beauty in the small details of life; it leaves me short of breath and makes my heart want to explode with amazement when I think about how much of his personal touch God added to everything. I don't even know how to sum it all up, but life is so beautiful.









The artists who took these photographs are Mike + Doug Starn. Wanna hear their artisterly (I made that word up, fooled you, huh?) explanation behind their photographs? Click here. They're identical twin brothers!

In case my nerdy husband ever reads this: the science behind it (although my source is wikipedia so who really knows, plus I could only read every other sentence of this science nerd jargon anyways)

Snow crystals form when tiny supercooled cloud droplets (about 10 μm in diameter) freeze. These droplets are able to remain liquid at temperatures lower than −18 °C (0 °F), because to freeze, a few molecules in the droplet need to get together by chance to form an arrangement similar to that in an ice lattice; then the droplet freezes around this "nucleus." Experiments show that this "homogeneous" nucleation of cloud droplets only occurs at temperatures lower than −35 °C (−31 °F). In warmer clouds an aerosol particle or "ice nucleus" must be present in (or in contact with) the droplet to act as a nucleus. The particles that make ice nuclei are very rare compared to nuclei upon which quid cloud droplets form, however it is not understood what makes them efficient. Clays, desert dust and biological particles may be effective, although to what extent is unclear. Artificial nuclei include particles of silver iodide and dry ice, and these are used to stimulate precipitation in cloud seeding.

Once a droplet has frozen, it grows in the supersaturated environment, which is one where air is saturated with respect to ice when the temperature is below the freezing point. The droplet then grows by diffusion of water molecules in the air (vapor) onto the ice crystal surface where they are collected. Because water droplets are so much more numerous than the ice crystals due to their sheer abundance, the crystals are able to grow to hundreds of micrometers or millimeters in size at the expense of the water droplets. This process is known as the Wegner-Bergeron-Findeison process. The corresponding depletion of water vapor causes the droplets to evaporate, meaning that the ice crystals grow at the droplets' expense. These large crystals are an efficient source of precipitation, since they fall through the atmosphere due to their mass, and may collide and stick together in clusters, or aggregates. These aggregates are snowflakes, and are usually the type of ice particle that falls to the ground.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The difference between boys and girls

Me: When we're all done with finals, we need to do something to celebrate. (Begins to imagine zipping up pretty red Christmas dress, being guided into a nice restaurant by a man in a suit, settling in our plush chairs and toasting to the long semester, jazz music playing in the background, laughing merrily in the ambiance of the candle light)

Jason: JUMP STREET. Every wall is covered with trampolines and you can jump EVERYWHERE!

Me: .....

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Avon Brilliant White

There's nothing that makes me sound more like a graphic design student than going into Kelly Paper store and walking straight to the counter to order "5 parent sheets of Avon Brilliant White (Classic Crest, not Linen) 80 lb. Text (not Cover).

I hope I make my parents proud.

(The cashier already had my 10% student discount marked on my invoice before I could even take out my discount card.)

P.S. Final 2010: I have barely survived. More later. But less than two days and I'M FREE. In the most beautiful Rufus Wainwright voice: "Hallelujah"

Sunday, November 28, 2010

A few picture morsels of Thanksgiving

I'm not too good at taking pictures over the holidays... but here's a few I snapped on the last day.

Thanksgiving was so nice. A perfect break from the city - fresh air, good food, and a great time with the family. (oh yeah, and some shopping too)

A hazy Tink. She wasn't too happy that I woke her up from her nap.


Boys will be boys. Adventures in the world of Halo


My family's quaint little stove that kept us warm during our stay.


I feel pretty when I'm with my family. Laughing, joking, relaxing, not trying to impress anyone. Just being me. (Note my mother's holiday gel clings stuck on the mirror. Pretty sure she has those for every holiday)


I'm so incredibly excited for Christmas! In less than two week, I will done with school. It's hard to believe... I was so afraid of this semester and now it's almost over. I'm praying for strength to finish strong (I lose steam quickly, but I know it just an opportunity for God to provide when I do)

Monday, November 22, 2010

Dim

In some ways, being a designer is being an idea generator.

Well, generating ideas is draining. The generator switch is hard to turn off; it's almost like turning off your brain because the need for new ideas is always in the back of your mind. What's worse is right now my switch is stuck between on and off. I'm weary, and I feel like my ideas aren't cutting it.

Is it Christmas break yet?

(And yes, I think often about what happens when I'm no longer a student and I don't get a Christmas/summer break. It's a little disheartening)

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Retro Housewife

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I'm fairly certain food tastes better cooked in a kitchen like this.

Friday, November 19, 2010

The Very Hungry Caterpillar



One of my latest purchases. I could not be more excited as this was one of my favorite books growing up. Jason scoffed at me, but I forged ahead and now it is mine. When I got it in the mail (thank you amazon) we cuddled on the couch and I read it to him. There's something so wonderfully simple and charming about children's books and I'm head over heels in love.

In related book news, I finally finally finally read Mockingjay. It was a long time coming. School kept me too busy, but one night I just said screw it and plunged headfirst into the book. I finished at 2:30 in the morning, weeping. I can't even quite pin down why I cried so much. Partly that it was the last book, partly that I felt so deeply for Katniss, partly at how terrible the world she lived in was. Some books seem to manufacture tears, as though in between the lines it says, "and, cue crying." Not so with Mockingjay. It was more just the weight of what was happening that took such a toll on my emotions. I'm not completely satisfied with the book, but that's another post for another day.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

The endless inbetween


I miss these girls.

There something to said for having fun/spontaneous/silly/awesome roommates. Now Lyndee is being a big girl in Utah and Kellie has new roommates to keep her entertained. I'm not saying I'm not grateful for Jason, but it's harder to be social when you're not living with your best (girl) friends.

Jason and I don't always have the same interests and I don't want to be the wife dragging her husband to the ballet show. Most recently, Harry Potter is the metaphoric ballet show. Usually, my roommates and I have our tickets to the midnight showing booked a month in advance. This will be the first time I'm not going to the midnight showing, and I'm feeling sad/sentimental about it.

Growing pains I suppose. But girls, know that I really truly miss you and the fun we had.

(Kellie, sorry about the blinking picture. But it is kinda your trademark in our pictures)

Friday, November 5, 2010

Show me what I'm looking for



Love. this song. I know it's old news (thanks Kellie for educating me) but it speaks to me. Again and again. Yes I'm one of those people. The ones who find a song they like and put it on repeat for 4 weeks straight.


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Also. Where do I find myself a bark container-vase-thingymabob? I adore them.

Monday, November 1, 2010

So give me your hand, and let's jump out the window

Usually my blog is not a platform for announcing new and important news in the life of Emily Lunt, mostly because there isn't any news. My life is fairly uneventful, albeit busy. Oh yeah, and there's that whole thing about how I don't like the c word.

Change.

Well, blogging world, things are changing! The craziest thing is - I'm really, truly happy and excited about this new change. Say what?

No, I'm not pregnant. (just wanted to clear the air on that one)

So on to the real news. My teacher approached me one day during class and offered me a job. Who me? I was really taken off guard and immediately began resisting in my mind. I already have a job. This new job is scary. There's too many unknowns. I can't handle the stress of a new job. I don't know how to be a real designer. Thankfully, my teacher gave me some time to think about it.

And the more I thought about it, the stronger that glimmer of hope became. I knew in my heart that I would really regret turning down the job. Which only means one thing, right? I have to smile when I think about Jason patiently supporting me as I agonized over the decision. I have the tendency to freak out about making life decisions and he calmly let me word vomit all over him for at least a week. He was really excited for me and wanted me to take the job, but he waited for me to decide in my own time.

With the new job, I am part of team working for our new design school. The economy forced the schools to make cuts, which led to the School of Design Innovation (my school) being absorbed into the School of Architecture and Landscape Architecture. Bear with me. Now that this new school has so many different disciplines (which might I add, is really the first of its kind in the US, and possibly even the world), the architecture name no longer fits. This is where my team comes in. The school will be renamed The Design School, and our task is to brand this new school.

Branding goes far beyond a new logo. The first task of our team was to get a pulse on how the students feel about the school, and where they want the school to become in the future. This is my first experience with focus groups. The most exciting thing to see was how fantastic our school director is. He has some grand ideas about how to explode the school with innovation and creativity, but most importantly, he really values the students.

I realized what a privilege it is to be designing something that is so central in my own life. Most of time, designers are working with companies that they may or may not have some sort of relationship with the product. But this time, I'm designing my own experience. It's hard to describe how our school works, but we really are our own culture, almost completely apart from ASU. Which is why I love my school so much. Across the board, each student is passionate and committed to what they're doing, and even though we may not know each other's names, we all understand what we're going through - the late hours, the stress piled on stress, the tedious and time-consuming work we have, the comradery we have with our classmates, the mentor-relationships we have with our professors, the feeling that we can make a difference in the world, and the reward we get from our work. Cheesy, right? But I love us.

I know I'm blabbing, but it's my journal and I want to document this new starting point. God continually amazes me by how he works in my life. I'm really grateful for the opportunity... Grateful and terrified. Things are changing, and I like it.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Shine

What makes me do the happy dance?


I do believe summer is FINALLY over.

Also. David Crowder Band + Stop-Motion Animation + Lite-Brite = more happy dancing.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Studio night

Last Friday, my class opened up our studio for friends and family to come see our work, aka, see why said friends and family never see us.

I was a little nervous, seeing as it was our first, but it was so fun! I loved having so much energy in our studio and getting to meet all of my classmates' families.

My awesome boss Saundra came to visit first, but sadly I didn't get any pictures. I was so glad she came though!! Coolest boss everrr.

Kellie and roomie (this is unfortunate because I used to be the roomie, not the one meeting the new roomie - SIGH) came. Yay! Kellie even spotted the ever aloof ANDY WEED! I love Kellie and I was so happy she came, and I even got 2, yes 2, hugs from her!


My parents, also my most faithful blog readers, were conveniently already traveling into AZ for a wedding, so they made a detour for studio night. Thank you guys so much! Next time, let's make a longer visit okay? Also in the picture is my cute husband, fresh from the hospital.


Jason's cousin Ty, who is a student at UAT in multimedia design, made an appearance! It was so nice of her to come. She wanted to see our program and how it worked and compared to hers. She also made friends with my teachers and got the invite to come visit whenever she wanted. Woah now!


One of the highlights of the night was Jason giving my teacher Mookesh a hard time about the demanding hours of the program. I love my teachers and how they can joke with the best of 'em.

We finished the night up at Oreganos. Good company, good food, a good break from standing on really uncomfortable heels. Thanks again to all you came - much love! xoxo

Monday, October 18, 2010

The dog days are over


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I'm in love with this kitchen. The stools are vintage truck springs. Brilliant.

I've worried far too often that I like too many different styles and I'll never be able to choose how to decorate my house.

But this morning, I came up with a wonderful solution. Multiple houses. Perfect.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Wonder-ful

How I love walking. I walked to work this morning and the weather was perfection. I haven't been walking much because it's still so terribly hot here, and honestly, mostly because my husband spoils me by giving me rides everywhere.

I find in my normal routine, I get focused and think only about what I'm "supposed to" think about. School projects, laundry, dinner, that sort of thing. It's like a mind rut.

When I go on a walk, my mind is loosed and I can begin to wonder and marvel again. Life is slowed down and I become more observant. I really begin to see what's around me and notice those small things that I would have never seen driving past at forty miles an hour. I love that the same path can reveal new treasures each time.

My walk is through mostly neighborhoods, and so my favorite thing to do is wonder about the people who live in the homes. What they do for a living, who gets to swing in that porch swing, do they relax in those chairs in the evening, drinking iced tea and watching the sunset... my mind loves to wander when I give it permission to.

My other favorite thing is the houses. I really do love old neighborhoods in the valley, because each home is different (and stucco is far more rare). The homes have character and each seems to have its own story. The wear and cracks on the houses are like a grandpa's wrinkles, full of wisdom. And oh, how beautifully big the trees are. I can pretend like I'm not in the Tempe desert anymore (I do love the desert and I think it has a unique beauty, but it's a refreshing change to see lush green trees). There's a certain place in my heart for beautiful trees... I really hope to someday live where I am surrounded by trees and can enjoy that part of God's creation. For now, I will cherish the few trees I do see.

I've even made a friend on my walks. He is a little old crosswalk man. He calls me beautiful and tells me about his new girlfriend. Sure, he makes me blush, but I always have a smile on my face after I've talked with him.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Green


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How I love colorful tubs.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Owl be seeing you

This lil pipsqueak (he's only about 2-3 inches tall) greets me outside my door when I get home.



Makes me happy.

Friday, October 8, 2010

Missing: Mind

A text I sent to Jason:

Had a weird experience on the toilet at work... went into this weird spacey state of mind. I felt disconnected from my body and the small tiles on the floor all blurred together, feeling far away but at the same coming towards me at lightning speed. I think I need more sleep

Yes people, the glamorous life indeed. Jason said it sounds like a drug movie scene.

I knew coming into this semester I wouldn't be sleeping. That doesn't make it much easier.

What does though is tea.


(Not my teapot but I wish. Image found here)

Tea has been a gift from heaven for me. I used to chug lots of Dr. Pepper for those late nights. So bad on multiple levels - gives me a sugar high and consequently a sugar crash, makes my teeth feel gross, so syrupy that I would feel sick after more than one can, oh and that whole thing about soda acidity being nearly as low as battery acid.

Cue tea. Love, love, love. I can add some honey, but feel better because it's a natural sweetner, I get the benefits of caffeine without the sugar crash, and it's more theraputic holding a warm mug and sipping. It almost works too well - usually when I go to bed, it's because I'm done working, not because I'm nodding off; which is miraculous when those times are in the wee hours of the morning.

Someday I hope to have an amazing tea collection. Emily Lunt, a tea connaisseur, if you will. But in this dream, I'm drinking for enjoyment's sake, and nothing more.

Ink

Being the nerd that I am, I loved this.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Sweetly broken

Sweetly Broken
by Jeremy Riddle

To the cross I look, to the cross I cling
Of it's suffering I do drink
Of it's work I do sing

For on it my Savior both bruised and crushed
Showed that God is love
And God is just

At the cross You beckon me
You draw me gently to my knees, and I am
Lost for words, so lost in love,
I’m sweetly broken, wholly surrendered

What a priceless gift, undeserved life
Have I been given
Through Christ crucified

You’ve called me out of death
You’ve called me into life
And I was under Your wrath
Now through the cross I’m reconciled

In awe of the cross I must confess
How wondrous Your redeeming love and
How great is Your faithfulness

Sweetly broken is perfect for my life right now. I really have been broken... tired (so very tired) and feeling worthless and lost. School has a great way of tearing me down and taking the joy out of my life when it gets hard. I give everything and it's still not enough.

And yet, I really have been shown what a blessing this is. As one of Christ's beloved, I'm not just broken, but sweetly broken. Because when I feel so down, He shows me how deeply I need him. He patiently lets me pour out my heart to him and draws me into his arms. It a beautiful thing to be humbled at the cross, with nothing left to give, and yet he accepts me and gives me strength.

When I am broken, I have to cling to him and trust that he will see me through. And how incredible it is at that first glimmer of hope when things start to make sense again!

I had an intense struggle with one of my projects - creating an information graphic of time and space about the gulf oil spill. I kept trying and trying, with nothing that sparked my interest. Everything I did was generic and boring. God kept me fighting and I finally had a breakthrough on Sunday night. It's such a vulnerable thing, design school... You pour your heart into something and then bring it to class, timidly holding it out to show friends and teachers, praying that they don't rip it to shreds or give it a mere shoulder shrug and an "eh." What a relief when I don't get that!

God has provided me with some wonderful people to get me through... my parents are so incredibly supportive, even when I'm down/grumpy/frustrated and my mom always knows how to comfort me better than anyone on this planet. And Jason. I can't even begin to describe how much this boy does for me. He continually amazes me with how much he can give, so selflessly. Simply put, my heart is full.

Here's a sneak peak at what I've been working on. It's a work in progress, but finally, I'm proud.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Maybe just maybe





Dreaming of things I can't afford. And, I just might to packing my stuff and hiking over to the Nikon camp. Ut oh

At least I get to make some pretty things.



We're binding books and I really do love it, minus cutting them to size. Cutting 96 pages + 2 cover pages by hand is not fun. Don't mind the ragged edge on this one. It's an older book and I've gotten much better. I love that map paper so much I'm thinking about framing it.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Her face is a map of the world


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How I want a globe... I can't say there's really any room for it though in my wee apartment. Isn't it beautiful though?

In other news, school is kicking my trash. Think feeling like a creative dummy with no good ideas, never sleeping anywhere close to a good night's sleep, stress headaches as a daily companion, compulsive breakdowns with tears included, a constant desire to curl up in a ball under the bed and hide, and a whole group of grumpy classmates feeling the same way. The best part... this is just the beginning.

I don't want to sound like a sour sally... it's just been a long, long day. And a long, long week. And I have a long, long weekend ahead of me.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Burrito baby



This boy makes me laugh.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Curry and burnt sienna


As Jason and I were mixing up some curry chicken salad the other night, life became a little more vivid for me. Chicken, mayonnaise, grapes, apples, celery, onion, pepper, curry... and some more curry (yum)... I became very aware of the adding, the combining, the mixing. It really is an art form. Just like a painter picks a red from his palette and spreads it on the page, then adds a little burnt sienna, steps back, adds a little more.

Thankfully, a wise friend helped me connect the two. One day, when I was speaking with my teacher about my information graphic, he likened design to cooking. We really don't know how it's going to turn out until it's all done, so we keep working and layering, being sure to taste along the way. He has such a lovely appreciation for life and I wish you could all meet him.

I'm learning to appreciate design more for the entire experience, rather than just the end result. Really, isn't this how life is? Sometimes I become so focused on the prize that I'm not enjoying the journey. This is one reason I love my design program so much. We learn not just how to make a great final product, but more importantly, to accept and cherish the process. A good design doesn't come immediately; rather, from exploration and experimentation. Some experiments taste good, some don't. It's all part of the process.

Note: Forgive the bad picture, but I snapped this after I began thinking about the layering. Someday I will have a beautiful camera that will take beautiful pictures, but for now, this is what I have. And I'm okay with it.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Confession

I don't miss really any of the wedding environment; too much stress if you ask me. But my dress... I long for it. I still get sad to think that I only got to wear it for mere hours. Something that pretty shouldn't be hanging in a bag in my closet forever, right?



Is it weird that I want to send this picture to my seamstress? She did such an amazing job and I feel like I can't thank her enough.

Giveaway

The sweet lady who made the flowers clips for my bridesmaids is having a giveaway - oooooh yeah! And you can win cute stuff like this!



To find out more, go here.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

3.5"x2"

How do I fit who I am... what I represent, what I posses, what I care about, what makes me me...

on a 3.5" by 2" piece of heavyweight paper?

A business card seems so simple... if only that were the case. It's funny, this project has made me feel as though I still have a lot figuring out to do about myself. I need to know myself first, before I can put myself on paper.

I'm learning. One step at a time.