Sep 18
MeredithUncategorized fall is here, scarves, steaming mugs of tea
It’s cold now, in the mornings. Watching steam rise from a mug of tea will become a favorite pastime. At least 20 minutes will be spent in the shower, letting the warm water seep into my body, equalizing my temperature for the first and only time in the day. Fragile light will dance through the windows and across every surface, so thin and so fast. It’s a season of boots and sweaters, jaunty-looking scarves looped around my neck, and hair that stands on end with the dryness of it all. Extra blankets will emerge from deep in the linen closet, turn my bed into a nest of fluff and warmth, the cats curled up next to me at night. I’ll buy new gloves, and for the third year in a row, I’ll think about buying a new coat. Despite its broken zipper and the way it hugs my hips just a little too tightly, like a frightened child, this coat has kept me warm for seven years.
Sep 07
MeredithUncategorized art supplies, effusivity, fall is here, hemingway, photos
What with it being hurricane season and all here on the East Coast, mother nature was just beside herself with excitement, so she sent some rain and serious wind all the way to Baltimore. It did truly magnificent things for my hair (see self-portrait), and for my spirits.
After attending the new-student orientation for the MFA in Creative Writing and publishing arts, where I gave a more or less three minute talk on why peer support is important and stuff (and, as suits me, was so nervous I shook like a leaf and said things I specifically told myself not to say), I tripped on over to Utrecht to pick up some art supplies. On today’s list were things for my typography course, including 3 different types of pencils, tracing paper, a kneadable eraser, and bristol (I’m still not entirely sure just what it is, at least in any more specific a way than fancy paper).
In my wanderings around the Mt. Vernon neighborhood, I did some shooting. Rain always produces interesting lighting, and this oh-so-temperamental rain was no different. The shot at left is one of my favorites of the day. I’m calling it “In the Gutter.” I’ve been shooting a lot lately, because Ave gave me a camera. It’s sure to inspire overshooting, and probably a little bit of that over-enthusiasm for what I shoot that comes with the heady excitement of having constant access to a camera and trying to figure it out. Oh well. I’m sure I’ll calm down soon enough.
Tomorrow is homework day here in Chez Meredith; I’ll be tracing the words “fig leafy” and reading Hemingway. I can’t really think of a better way to spend a Sunday. Unless I can squeeze in a photowalk.
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