Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Writing

The men sit or stand in the streets, on trucks, or in the open doors of the saloons smoking black clay pipes, talking and gesticulating as if forever on the point of coming to blows.  Near a particularly boisterous group, a really pretty girl with a string of amber beads twisted artlessly in the knot of her raven hair has been bargaining long and earnestly with an old granny
By: Jacob A. Riis, How the Other Half Lives 
Lyrics (on side) by: Joanna Newsom, Monkey and Bear

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Medley








Words by:

Artist |  Joanna Newsom

Albums |  Ys / Divers / The Milk Eyed Mender




Saturday, October 3, 2015

Writing



I really like this description/scrutiny of handwriting.  I was recently talking about this with a friend I write letters to.  I mentioned how I prefer writing in script.  She wrote back saying, "Printing is not my preference as well.  But neither is cursive.  Printing w/o connecting letters seems tedious.  When I do cursive, I feel as if my pen is about to 'run out of breath' and I will mess up."

Well anyways, that is what I want to be - more or less upright, marching gamely at a good clip, not in a hurry, but not dawdling, either.  And I hope I won't be crowding and jostling towards the end.











Thursday, September 3, 2015

Drawing

Fox and girl drawing



Words from "The Ladder Song", as covered by Lorde.  


 

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Unfinished

I think?  Or maybe I just have too set an idea of what "finished" should look like.  Maybe this is finished.








Based on a song by ...

Artist | Emmy the Great

Album | "S"

Title | Social Halo


Monday, April 27, 2015

Charlotte



"But Ginevra had a kind of spirit with her, empowered to give constant strength and comfort, to gladden daylight and embalm darkness...By True Love was Ginevra followed: never could she be alone.  ... I pictured her faithful hero half conscious of her coy fondness, and comforted by that consciousness: I conceived an electric chord of sympathy between them, a fine chain of mutual understanding, sustaining union through a separation of a hundred leagues - carrying, across mound and hollow, communication by prayer and wish.  Ginevra gradually became with me a sort of heroine."

VilletteThe Long Vacation, Charlotte Brontë  




























































Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Virtual Journal: The Philharmonic at Lincoln Center

The playbill had interesting reads!  This real life girl looks like how I imagine Nao could look from A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki.  In the background there is one of my actual journals, bought in Beijing.

I never thought I'd be one to attend a classical music concert and yet, by accident, that is where I found myself.  L., my boyfriend got us tickets for Swan Lake.  We both assumed for the ballet.  We get to the place - huh, rather shabby plain place to hold a ballet (I'd been to one once before and there had been red velvet curtains, ornate gold trim, plush seats) ... hm the stage is kinda small ... hmmm why is the stage set up with chairs and musicians are sitting in them, practicing?  I hope they pack up soon and leave.

Turns out the tickets were for the Swan Lake suite.

I didn't think I would be able to appreciate it, but I did.  In fact, I walked out of there thinking that out of the classy choices of opera, ballet, or symphony orchestra, the last is probably my new favorite.

All you have to do is make the effort and pay attention.  Very visual, very abstract.

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