boat house love

17352777_10209139401390680_828054085_n.jpg

blue glass

blue china

blue sky

blue sea

a long weekend for lobster

and a fluffy dublin tea

late night whisky scrabble

leaks into breakfast babble

sticky griddle we will dabble

breakfast for dinner, dialogue for dessert

warm wood surrounds us

empty space confounds us

still this young love abounds us

drowns us, pouring over every day

with

nutella lips

ginger sips

goosey quips

my person sticks

to yours like beans 

bean legs

soda breads

looking out

where the ocean ends

tiny hands

frozen sands

perfectly aimless

weekend plans.

hello october

IMG_6090.JPG

img_6086

1002161541d_HDR.jpgFullSizeRender 112.jpg

IMG_6085.JPG

This weekend was a “kirsten weekend”- that is, I was sickish and sore and in the presence of world’s best beanfriend and thereby granted full control over activities.  My picks…

sushi + red wine + couch + this romantic drama

pumpkin blueberry pancakes + tea + couch + fleet foxes

pvdonuts + more tea + neutaconkanut hill hike + an old bridge friend

homemade portuguese soup + roasted autumn fruits + this romantic drama

Sometimes I enjoy being a walking cliché.  And sometimes I wonder how we fit so much into half of a weekend.  Welcome, October.  I like you so far.

fine

img_4832-2

What a fine, fine weekend.

We had Nick’s, we shared old bay popcorn, we watched indie films, we made cornmeal blueberry pancakes.  We shared space, we adopted cacti, we antiqued.  We put a new spin on an old school game, we napped, we laughed.  We spoke easy twice, we donned a red fez.  We crafted in the sanctuary, we admired the Pearl, made a new bridge friend, we visited an old one.  We ate pears and pico and peanut butter.  We hoofed it downtown, we got lost in the watery fires, we hunted wine, we met friendly faces.  We invaded Brown, we limboed lower, we sipped Del’s, we climbed a roof.  We sat in ghostly study halls discussing the miracle of childbirth.  We rubbed tired eyes.  We held hands.  We walked home.

A most very fine weekend, indeed.

img_4737

thought of you

Happy Saturday!  Technically this is FBP’s “Friday” and I could not be more thrilled it has finally arrived.  Here’s a beautiful little illustration, set to one of my favorite songs by The Weepies, to start your day off right.  It’s a very snowy morning in Providence, and I’d love nothing more than to snuggle on the couch with my best friend, a cup of tea and banana oat cookies watching this video on repeat, but the studio awaits…have a wonderful weekend!

 

PS, if you’re in the RI/MA area and want to check out Time vs. Money on a big screen, you’re in luck.  It’s been nominated for an award and is enjoying its big screen debut this Sunday:

Time vs. Money – Shaun Clarke |  Music by The Bynars
Time and money rule our lives, but what is actually holding things together?  Time and money don’t hold things together… those are concepts created by man.  What is actually holding things together is love. The video features dancers, Kirsten Evans & Alex Lantz, with choreography by Viktor Plotnikov.

Pretty kewl!

le weekend

rock DSC00576 DSC00594 DSC00548eat DSC00569 DSC00568 DSC00532

Just thought I’d share a little peek at my Monday/Tuesday “weekend”.  It finally felt like spring here in Providence; The sun was shining, the picnics were plentiful, and the birthday cake was delicious.  We hiked, brunched, tanned, and even made a little bonfire last night…so wonderful!  But now it’s time to head back into the studio to start some serious work on The Sleeping Beauty– stay tuned!

Happy Friday!

I can’t believe it’s already Friday!  These weeks are just flyyying by.  The photos above are a little peek at what I’ve been up to in rehearsals these days…dancing the Actress in Boyko Dossev’s Mother Goose Goes To Hollywood and also what choreographer George Birkhadze likes to refer to as “Bomb Squad” in his new piece entitled My Sorrow.  February is always a really busy month for me, ballet tends to intensify just before the March layoff. But whenever I start to feel overwhelmed or on the brink of meltdown, I try to remind myself just how lucky am I to wake up everyday and do what I love…and get paid, too!  Sometimes this world is a beautiful, mysterious place.  Anyway, happy Friday loves and have a fabulous weekend! xx