arestlesstransplant.com

I registered restlesstransplant.blogspot.com on June 15, 2008 with the intent of blogging about technology. I had recently had met Kara Swisher, a technology blogger and columnist for the WSJ, and felt inspired. She asked me if I blogged about technology, and I didn't have a good answer. Technology and tech-companies occupy a lot of my time and I read just as many tech blogs as fashion or lifestyle blogs. However, I didn't really like blogging about technology and frankly added zero value so I stopped after a dozen posts.

In the last year, my interests in fashion, lifestyles and art has evolved substantially. In September, I started interning at Rogues Gallery. My work at Rogues opened my eyes to a whole new world of blogs, look books and design. In early October, I bought my first digital camera, after deciding to document my life and developing my aesthetic pallet. This purchase precipitated the relaunching of A Restless Transplant (A.R.T.) with a new focus on fashion, lifestyles and photography.

Over the last three months, I have posted roughly once a day with a focus on writing original content about the world around me. Forcing myself to write and come up with ideas for A.R.T. has stimulated my creative thought and rekindled my interest in writing. Late last night, I registered arestlesstransplant.com, solidifying the blog's role in my life.

Thank you for your reading A.R.T. and feel free to email me at foster.huntington (at) gmail.com with comments and concerns.

Mt. Hood Circa 1950

I spend a lot of time around snow. I go to college in central Maine where the snow comes early and leaves late. I grew up snowboarding at Mt. Hood Meadows in the winter and Timberline in the summer. Skiing and snowboarding style has gotten pretty boring recently with everyone wearing variations of the same prints and cuts. I want to dress like this when I snowboard.

Somewhere in Central Maine

Yesterday, I went on a walk in a small town in central Maine looking for things that could as easily be from the 1930's as 2009. Since the 1950's, central Maine has changed little short of the infestations of Walmarts, McDonalds, and Timmy Hortons. Textile factories, logging, shipyards, and paper mills dominated economic landscape of of central Maine until the fifties and sixties when these companies either closed for business all together or moved out west or abroad. Now the largest employers in the area are hospitals and colleges. My friends and I affectionately call central Maine the deep south of the far north.

Here is a panorama I made of the abandoned Lockwood Mills cotton textile plant. The plant has remand relatively untouched since it closed its doors for business in the mid fifties.

I really liked this sign, for Laverdiere's Rexall Drug.

Juicing

I have been juicing all day. Not in the Barry Bonds or Roger Clemens sense but in the Jay Kordich, aka the Juiceman, stealing-produce-from-the-college-dining-halls sense.

My brother brought a copy of The Juiceman Audio Cassette Series for comic relief on a cross country drive in late August of 07. The Juiceman's soothing voice got us through a flat tire in South Dakatoa, the let down of Mt. Rushmore, and a shitty motel in Minnesota.

Today, I stumbled across a 4.99 (5.25 with tax) Juiceman jr. in the electronics section of my neighborhood Goodwill. After giving the cashier a five dollar bill and one quarter and telling her to keep the change, I ran across the street to my apartment tenderly holding my bounty like an LA Riot looter. In my kitchen, I rummaged through the cabinets and refrigerator looking for anything juice-able. Eventually, I found some baby carrots, next to the humus, and some apples and made a nice cup of nutrients and vitamins.

Here are some videos that ad context to the juicing movement.