Showing posts with label shoe college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shoe college. Show all posts

November 2, 2012

Ten Percent

Holy holy, here is the one hundredth post.  I will honor the occasion by offering up my interpretation of the top ten percent, my favorite ten posts.  According to the new Happy documentary, happiness can be increased by entering 'the zone' often.  By writing these posts I've found myself in my own version of 'the zone' many times over.  I know there are a few of you out there reading this, thanks for hanging out.  And Stacey, thanks for the friendship, partnership, and motivation.  Here are ten posts that have made me the happiest, in a random sequence.

Arie's handmade shoes
Shoe College
skirt into scarf
World Creativity and Innovation Week
Damien Jurado
What are the odds?
book shelf triple
Measure twice cut...twice.
tennis run
I've got a pretty mean serve.
2012_hassy_009_minolta
New old cameras.  And a Hasselblad!
Dutch Baby
Dutch Baby
tilt shift bokeh
Bokeh Heaven
taxidermy bear
Good morning, Sunshine!
bradbury book halos
A Bradbury Afternoon

Here's to 100 times 100 more.  Thanks for being here.  Really.

Love,
Heather 

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August 17, 2012

Shoe College

Man my man is an amazing man.  For our first anniversary he made me a pair of leather flats.  My heart melted.  Before that and ever since he's persistently attempted to make shoes and seek out information about the process.  He's checked out books from the library, searched around on the internet, asked local shoe repair places if he could sweep their floors in trade for some knowledge.  Once I even found some informational VHS tapes available for purchase from Canada, but we didn't end up following through on that one.  To say the least, nothing successfully brought around the information he needed.  

Arie has a true desire to be a professional craftsman.  He's already, in my opinion, quite a successful seamster, finding a little niche for himself in the world of handmade chalk bags.  Over the years he's used his etsy shop as his means for funding his outdoor adventuring.  But the shoe thing never left his mind so he continued searching and seeking, eventually stumbling across Universite des Chaurssures out of Jerome Arizona.  And great news!  His little etsy shop decided to offer him a full ride scholarship for a one-on-one week at Shoe College.

We chose to book the trip to Jerome over our anniversary, making a little vacation out of the opportunity.  I'm happy to know that anniversaries may be forming a habit of marking the creation of handmade leather shoes.  Here are some photos I took over the course of Arie's week at Shoe College. 

Arie's first day at shoe school.
First day jitters.
Arie's handmade shoes
Arie's handmade shoes
Arie's handmade shoes
Arie's handmade shoes
Arie's bandmade shoes

He worked until the very last minute of the very last day, and I think the shoes speak for themselves.  Unreal.  I'm so impressed, and so excited for more shoes to come (including some for me)!  Jerome was such a great place to visit, I had a great time keeping myself busy while Arie was working/learning.  Many things were experienced, including this!  It's a place we never would have known about had it not been for Arie's visit to Shoe College.

Thanks for sharing,

H

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July 11, 2012

Like a bandit.

Oh man, so happy! Recently Arie and I headed down to Jerome, Arizona so Arie could attend shoe college. Shoe college! Don't worry, a shoe college post can be found here. But back to the focus of this post...Somewhere halfway between home and Jerome, we stopped to fill the gas tank. While Arie was filling, I went inside for some treats. And look what I found!

Trolli Sour Brite Eggs

TROLLI SOUR BRITE EGGS!  Though they look like jelly beans, jelly beans they are not.  Sour, bouncy, yummy.

Back story:  On a random date in my teens these were purchased.  They became an immediate favorite of mine.  After a couple of years I could no longer find them in the supermarket.  Though I nearly never find them, I have never stopped looking.  I search for these things every time I walk down a candy aisle.  Usually to no avail.  But persistence paid off!  Because there they were, at a truck stop in the middle of nowhere, waiting to be scooped up.  I grabbed every bag on the shelf, purchased, then ran outside happily cradling them in my arms.  When I showed Arie what I had he said between the smirk on my face and my fast departure from the store it looked like I had robbed the place.  Needless to say, it was an incredible way to start off the trip!  Small pleasures.

What's your favorite hard to find treat?

Kisses,
H

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