Sep 17
MeredithUncategorized Meredith El Fuego Meredith, overwhelming exhaustion, terrible sketch, William Carlos Williams
and the bags under your eyes are like pools of wine, purple and deep. It’s funny how exhaustion can be so physical, the fuzzy feeling that’s taken residence around my eyes, the way it seems as though someone has tied lead weights to each eyelash. The way my body curves and hunches over, refusing to hold itself up. The way caffeine trickles through my bloodstream, languidly poking at my veins, my senses, half-assedly telling me to wake up, be alert. (Today I only let myself have half a diet coke). The way it accumulates, like sandbags building up in your mind till you can’t see over.
Today’s self-portrait is of my sleepiness. A doodle done during class, it’s not particularly sophisticated, but it just about captures it:
Sep 11
MeredithUncategorized blue raspberry flavored vodka drinks, overwhelming exhaustion, Yonkers
It’s been a long day (long week, even), and I am about to keel over, so I’ll make this short. There is, of course, the requisite self-portrait:
Given my exhaustion, I don’t have much to say. I spent my evening in good company, taking in a play at Centerstage. It was Thornton Wilder’s The Matchmaker, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. There were so many funny moments and lines worth quoting. I really enjoyed all the actors, especially Pamela Payton-Wright who played the role of Flora Van Huysen, and Caitlin O’Connell, who portrayed Dolly Levi. The cast left me wanting to read the play, and I am not especially a reader of plays.
I think that’s about it from me for the evening. I’m headed out to a retreat this weekend, so I’m not sure what type of time and internet availability I’ll have to post, but I’ll definitely be trying to do some shooting and sketching, at least. I leave you with this quote from The Matchmaker:
“There’s some people who say you shouldn’t have no weaknesses at all… no vices. But, if a man has no vices he’s in great danger of making vices out of his virtues. That’s a spectacle. We’ve all seen ‘em. No, no. Nurse one vice to your bosom. Give it the attention that it deserves and let your virtues spring up modestly around it. I took to whiskey – whiskey took to me. Then I discovered one important rule that I’m going to pass on to you: Never support two weaknesses at the same time. It’s your ‘combination sinners’ that dishonor the vices and bring them into bad repute. There’s nothing worse than for a man to be a drunkard AND a thief. So, now you know why I want to get rid of this money. I want to keep my mind free to do credit to the whiskey that it deserves. And my last word to you is this: One vice at a time.”
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