The praying mantis on the bus says, "Happy one year of carless martyrdom Kristina Wong!"
That's right kids. A year ago today, I was on the side of the 405 as my pink biodiesel Mercedes was engulfed in 20 foot flames. And I thought, "Oh my god, I am so lucky to be alive."
I've made...Read more
A woman at the bus stop was making conversation with me. She started by complimenting my heart shaped sunglasses. I decided to turn off my ipod shuffle (which was playing MP3s from T. Harv Eckler's "Secrets of a Millionaire Mind&...Read more
I've been re-reading a couple years worth of old blog entries where all I seem to do is pine about work, how I'm trying to get more work, or how I'm recovering from work... and I've decided I need more creative stuff to share on the blog.
Now that I have a sewing machine, it's time to start a new series of blog entries where I make new things from old things! I'm calling it "Making out with Kristina Wong" but if you have a better suggest...Read more
Watch out world! I'm throwing down 62 clams in the month of August to buy my first LA Metro bus pass. I'm thinking I'll wear it around my neck in a plastic laminated necklace like the abuelitas do and push my granny cart filled with groceries up and down Sunset Blvd. I actually don't know that I ride the bus enough to warrant o...Read more
I'm back in Los Angeles, which means I must face my problems.
I must deal with getting around this car-dependent city without a car.
In a few weeks, on August 14, I hit my one year mark of being a carless person in Los Angeles. That's right. A year ago, I was on the side of the road watching my pink biodie...Read more
It's my last full day at this three-week residency at the Atlantic Center for the Arts and it's been a full and idea-filled three weeks but I must say, I am ready to go home.
I'm bug eaten...Read more
This week was long and went by fast. I definitely had a moment mid-week where I was homesick for Los Angeles. (What?!) There's a reason why people who move from out of state to Los Angeles go on and on about "how great the LA weather is." With the absence of seasons in Los Angeles also comes the wonderful absence of mosqu...Read more
No, it's not my new boyfriend. Nor a local... well, yes a local, but a local artist named Brian Feldmanwho is also in residence here at Atlantic Center for the Arts. He's in costume because we all went to see the race at Daytona. His work is bri...Read more
Here's a quick tour of my new Silverlake home as seen through the eyes of Oliver. Check out Oliver's sexy gold collar which I hope will keep him from getting misplaced among the raccoons of Silverlake (and by "raccoons," I don't mean the hipsters).
The new view from my home office overlooking the hills of Silverlake and a glimpse of the big giant deck...Read more
Today I watched as years of my hoarding was redistributed among the residents of West Los Angeles. I had a bittersweet moment as I saw my hand-crocheted ninja turtle backpack that I wore throughout college leave on the back of a 7-year old latino kid for $2. I picked up that bag at a Savers in Vegas when I was 18 for $3. (Making depreciation 33%.) It was a signature item of mine at UCLA. But now it rightfully is given new life by an owner of a more appropriate age. I actually teared watching him hop up and down the street wearing it. C...Read more
What a somber name for a site. Death? Yeeks!