Okay, okay, so it is in the just-getting-planned phase, but I am oh-so-excited to announce that I am going to start my own vegan bakery!
I just bought the domain and created a little blog website...
http://www.littledragonflybakery.com/
More to come!!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, August 6, 2010
Winnie Comes Home
It all started with Jennifer and Johnny. Their house seemed empty, so they decided they wanted a dog friend to keep them company. They went to the South Los Angeles Animal Shelter and met the perfect dog. She was a corgi, and her name was Nicki. Jennifer had grown up with corgis and knew how loyal, loving and playful they could be. Nicki had immediately gone over to greet Jennifer and Johnny when they stopped at her kennel. Jennifer and Johnny took Nicki on a short walk around the grounds of the shelter, and they knew that she was the dog for them. After completing a little paperwork and paying the adoption fee, Jennifer and Johnny took Nicki home.
The next week, it was time to take Nicki to the vet to make sure she was healthy. They went to the vet in their neighborhood… and can you guess what he told them? Nicki was pregnant! Jennifer and Johnny thought that maybe Nicki was a little overweight, but had not idea that puppies were on the way. They thought that it was such a bonus, they adopted a dog and now they were going to have puppies, too. Sure enough, a month later, four little puppies were born. There were three boys and one girl. Nicki turned out to be a very good mother to her little puppies.
Jennifer and Johnny fell in love with the puppies, but knew they could not keep them all. So, when the puppies were eight weeks old, they decided to put two puppies up for adoption. They picked a boy with red fur named Bogey, and a girl with blond fur named Winnie. They took some pictures of them, and then sent an email out to all of their friends asking for good homes for these precious little puppies.
My friend Kate, who is also a friend of Jennifer’s, received the email. She really wanted a dog, but couldn’t have one. She told me about it and sent me the email about the two puppies. Steve and I immediately knew that one of those puppies had to come home with us. We have a black lab that was rescued from a shelter, and thought it would be nice to have a friend for him to play with. We met Jennifer, Johnny and the puppies on a Sunday afternoon. Little Winnie came up to me and decided my lap would be nice to sleep on. That’s all it took. Winnie was the one for us. We took Winnie home and immediately she and Jack started romping on the floor. It was a good match. I know there will be some difficult puppy training ahead, but I couldn’t be happier because Winnie has come home.
Winnie’s story began with a trip to the animal shelter. If you want more information about adopting a pet from a local shelter, go to http://www.laanimalservices.com/.
The next week, it was time to take Nicki to the vet to make sure she was healthy. They went to the vet in their neighborhood… and can you guess what he told them? Nicki was pregnant! Jennifer and Johnny thought that maybe Nicki was a little overweight, but had not idea that puppies were on the way. They thought that it was such a bonus, they adopted a dog and now they were going to have puppies, too. Sure enough, a month later, four little puppies were born. There were three boys and one girl. Nicki turned out to be a very good mother to her little puppies.
Jennifer and Johnny fell in love with the puppies, but knew they could not keep them all. So, when the puppies were eight weeks old, they decided to put two puppies up for adoption. They picked a boy with red fur named Bogey, and a girl with blond fur named Winnie. They took some pictures of them, and then sent an email out to all of their friends asking for good homes for these precious little puppies.
My friend Kate, who is also a friend of Jennifer’s, received the email. She really wanted a dog, but couldn’t have one. She told me about it and sent me the email about the two puppies. Steve and I immediately knew that one of those puppies had to come home with us. We have a black lab that was rescued from a shelter, and thought it would be nice to have a friend for him to play with. We met Jennifer, Johnny and the puppies on a Sunday afternoon. Little Winnie came up to me and decided my lap would be nice to sleep on. That’s all it took. Winnie was the one for us. We took Winnie home and immediately she and Jack started romping on the floor. It was a good match. I know there will be some difficult puppy training ahead, but I couldn’t be happier because Winnie has come home.
Winnie’s story began with a trip to the animal shelter. If you want more information about adopting a pet from a local shelter, go to http://www.laanimalservices.com/.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Polaroid in 2010
I recently found my way to two lovely Polaroid cameras. I acquired some film from the Impossible Project, and took a little trip to Chinatown in downtown Los Angeles.
"Chocolate" Polaroid Peel Apart Film used in a 440 camera.
I also took some shots with a classic 600 One Step Polaroid camera. Reminds me of taking pictures when I was a kid.
"Chocolate" Polaroid Peel Apart Film used in a 440 camera.
I also took some shots with a classic 600 One Step Polaroid camera. Reminds me of taking pictures when I was a kid.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Springtime comes to LA, too!
If you don't live in LA, maybe you don't think of LA as having seasons... Well, we do. Two weeks ago it was rainy rainy rainy, but today was the first day of spring and it was beautiful! The sun was shining, the weather was warm, and my flowers are in bloom. Hello springtime in LA, so nice to see you!
Monday, March 15, 2010
The Subject Was Roses
Recently, I traveled downtown to the Mark Taper Forum with my fiance and parents and took in The Subject Was Roses starring Martin Sheen, Frances Conroy, and Brian Geraghty. It was so marvelous to see such quality theatre in Los Angeles. The play was about 2 hours, but it definitely did not seem like it, as it was so engaging. Indeed, when the lights came up for intermission after about 50 minutes, my dad said that it seemed like it had only been 15. The performances by each actor was many layered and nuanced. The cast was also very well-matched. I never felt like there was a weak link. Even though the play is over 50 years old, it was still very timely, about a young man coming home after being at war. But, more than that it was about familial relationships. How complex it is just living and getting along with the people you love the most. The way the play drew me in so that I became lost in their story reminded me why I love theatre and why I got into this acting business in the first place. Bravo to the entire cast and production. Thank you. Love, Julia
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Pilot season in LA
It's pilot season... or at least the tale end of it. I auditioned for a pilot last week... and it was a great part. Another meth addict... I do keep getting these drug addict roles because of my small stature. But, luckily, drug addicts usually have pretty interesting parts. In order to gear up for the role, I watched some meth heads on youtube and did a little research (no, not that kind of research!). I'll tell you, it must have taken me 2 days to relax after that audition. I don't know how meth addicts live in such an agitated state all the time... phew. The more auditions I go on, the more I realize that these are great moments to make the most of playing a part and really digging into it, even if it is only for a few minutes... because after all that is why I love acting.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Lady with the brown paper bag
Along with acting and photography, I like to write. Please enjoy a little story I wrote. If you'd like to print this story anywhere else, please ask my permission first.
Lady with the Brown Paper Bag
©2009 Julia Carpenter
The lady went with her brown paper back to the park that was on the lawn just outside the downtown library. She sat on a park bench all alone. On the bench next to her sat a homeless man. He had dreaded hair and a 2 wheeled shopping cart filled with his life’s possessions. He had a big smile on his face as he was looking all around him. The lady, who was just 47 years old yesterday, thought he looked like the happiest man in the world. On the bench on the other side of her sat a woman who had a radio that was shaped like a cup. She was trying to tune in a radio station. It was rather loud and staticy, but the lady with the paper bag was not bothered. She took out of the paper bag her avocado and cheese sandwich and began to eat. It was her favorite sandwich and she brought it for lunch almost every day unless she could not find fresh avocados at the farmer’s market on Sunday. The lady with the paper bag was a researcher. She worked downtown for the city researching facts about the history of the city for people who made requests on line or by telephone. Mostly it was developers who called trying to get interesting facts about the buildings they were renovating from banks or department stores into lofts. Sometimes filmmakers called, too, but mostly developers. The lady with the brown paper bag thought her job was fine. She grew up in this city and knew a lot of facts about it. It was a solitary job, but that seemed to make sense in her life. She lived in a one bedroom apartment just a few stops up on the red line subway in Los Feliz. She lived alone, except for her plants. Her plants were impeccably cared for – they always had shiny leaves and just the right amount of water. Once a month she gave them natural plant food to keep them nourished. The lady with the brown paper bag finished her sandwich and pulled an apple out of the bag, then put the wax paper from her sandwich back inside the brown paper bag. She wasn’t thinking about anything in particular. She did notice that there seemed to be a lot of pigeons in the park today. She didn’t mind pigeons particularly unless they pooped on her, which had happened once before. Now she always looked up when she waited at a cross walk to make sure there weren’t any perched on the signal. The lady with the brown paper bag was about three quarters of the way done with her apple when she noticed what she at first thought was a rat in the grass next to her feet. Then she looked again. It was a little ball of fuzz, much too fuzzy and small to be a rat. She could see it’s little body move up and down as it breathed. Then she had a flash back from her youth and memories of a pet store on Vermont Avenue…. It was a gerbil lying there in the grass and it didn’t look so good. It’s little eyes were half closed – it didn’t even open them much when she nudged it with the tip of her pump. She set the rest of her apple down next to the gerbil and it slowly started eating. The lady with the brown paper bag decided to take the rest of the day off – something she’d never done before. She picked up the gerbil and the apple, placed them both in her brown paper bag and headed towards Spring Street and the entrance to the Red Line subway station. It was about time she had a friend.
Lady with the Brown Paper Bag
©2009 Julia Carpenter
The lady went with her brown paper back to the park that was on the lawn just outside the downtown library. She sat on a park bench all alone. On the bench next to her sat a homeless man. He had dreaded hair and a 2 wheeled shopping cart filled with his life’s possessions. He had a big smile on his face as he was looking all around him. The lady, who was just 47 years old yesterday, thought he looked like the happiest man in the world. On the bench on the other side of her sat a woman who had a radio that was shaped like a cup. She was trying to tune in a radio station. It was rather loud and staticy, but the lady with the paper bag was not bothered. She took out of the paper bag her avocado and cheese sandwich and began to eat. It was her favorite sandwich and she brought it for lunch almost every day unless she could not find fresh avocados at the farmer’s market on Sunday. The lady with the paper bag was a researcher. She worked downtown for the city researching facts about the history of the city for people who made requests on line or by telephone. Mostly it was developers who called trying to get interesting facts about the buildings they were renovating from banks or department stores into lofts. Sometimes filmmakers called, too, but mostly developers. The lady with the brown paper bag thought her job was fine. She grew up in this city and knew a lot of facts about it. It was a solitary job, but that seemed to make sense in her life. She lived in a one bedroom apartment just a few stops up on the red line subway in Los Feliz. She lived alone, except for her plants. Her plants were impeccably cared for – they always had shiny leaves and just the right amount of water. Once a month she gave them natural plant food to keep them nourished. The lady with the brown paper bag finished her sandwich and pulled an apple out of the bag, then put the wax paper from her sandwich back inside the brown paper bag. She wasn’t thinking about anything in particular. She did notice that there seemed to be a lot of pigeons in the park today. She didn’t mind pigeons particularly unless they pooped on her, which had happened once before. Now she always looked up when she waited at a cross walk to make sure there weren’t any perched on the signal. The lady with the brown paper bag was about three quarters of the way done with her apple when she noticed what she at first thought was a rat in the grass next to her feet. Then she looked again. It was a little ball of fuzz, much too fuzzy and small to be a rat. She could see it’s little body move up and down as it breathed. Then she had a flash back from her youth and memories of a pet store on Vermont Avenue…. It was a gerbil lying there in the grass and it didn’t look so good. It’s little eyes were half closed – it didn’t even open them much when she nudged it with the tip of her pump. She set the rest of her apple down next to the gerbil and it slowly started eating. The lady with the brown paper bag decided to take the rest of the day off – something she’d never done before. She picked up the gerbil and the apple, placed them both in her brown paper bag and headed towards Spring Street and the entrance to the Red Line subway station. It was about time she had a friend.
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