The Philosopher Kings
is a beautiful documentary.
If i made films, this is what they would maybe be like.
we're all just people.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Traipsing
School is over.
The celebration:
Went stomping around the dirtiest part of town with my friend, Liz and her new roommate for the summer, Ben. Until 4 in the mornin'.
When we made it home, wet and muddy and smelly. It seemed there was only one thing to do-
build a giant living-room fort and fall asleep.
So {Fort Lost Hope: Ultimate} was born.
One of the most fun things I have done all year.
Other things that make the list:
- Biking to New Market
- Hiking Alone on Ice
- Baking Bread with Daniel Broomba-kini
- Starting Farm Work
- Visiting Molly in Ithaca, twice
- Seeing Hadestown, Jonsi, Dr. Dog, Soil and the Sun, Yann Tierson...
- Meeting Adella, Alice, Abigail, Billy, Lani, Jake, Hunter, EARTH Clubbers, Liz, Nick, Rachel-Sarah, Jenna, My whole homegroup and everyone at OCP ever
- Every single time Clare came to visit
- Driving to VA Beach with Nikki to pick up my new bike
- Meeting Seth Martin and Jon Roberts//Philly
- Every single Sunset H'burg has to offer
- woo!
(P.s. my friend did a fun post about me)
The celebration:
Went stomping around the dirtiest part of town with my friend, Liz and her new roommate for the summer, Ben. Until 4 in the mornin'.
When we made it home, wet and muddy and smelly. It seemed there was only one thing to do-
build a giant living-room fort and fall asleep.
So {Fort Lost Hope: Ultimate} was born.
One of the most fun things I have done all year.
Other things that make the list:
- Biking to New Market
- Hiking Alone on Ice
- Baking Bread with Daniel Broomba-kini
- Starting Farm Work
- Visiting Molly in Ithaca, twice
- Seeing Hadestown, Jonsi, Dr. Dog, Soil and the Sun, Yann Tierson...
- Meeting Adella, Alice, Abigail, Billy, Lani, Jake, Hunter, EARTH Clubbers, Liz, Nick, Rachel-Sarah, Jenna, My whole homegroup and everyone at OCP ever
- Every single time Clare came to visit
- Driving to VA Beach with Nikki to pick up my new bike
- Meeting Seth Martin and Jon Roberts//Philly
- Every single Sunset H'burg has to offer
- woo!
(P.s. my friend did a fun post about me)
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Raw
This past weekend I saw the movie Blue Valentine. ugh. I mean, it was good. Anything that produces a strong reaction after viewing, has to be good. But I had to go to my friends house to pick up some camping gear. I screamed very, very loudly in my car on the way there. I cried on her living room floor very hard. and screamed some more. I was just angry. ugh. Watch this movie if you really feel you have to, if you don't feel that strongly- save yourself the torment.
Why was I screaming? Why was I crying? Something about everything being dumb and hopeless...Something about love being an emotion and not a commitment... I can't even really say.
I needed the camping gear, though, because I spent the night at my place of work this weekend, and while I have a tent and sleeping bag, I needed a tarp and something squishy to sleep on. I work about an hour from where I live on a family farm, doing farm stuff, keeping some hogs, chickens, and turkeys happy and healthy. This sounds like sunshine, doesn't it? It is. But, it is also exhausting. My sleeping bag wasn't warm enough so by the time 5am rolled around again, getting up to start the day felt like Goliath... and I had misplaced by slingshot. Somehow I managed, but not before I ran over the waterhose with the riding mower (this thing is a rusted beast from like the I don't even know. This is how to control the speed
yea, that is a turtle icon for slow and a hare icon for fast...)
Now, it is exam week. I am studying art history like a feign.
These are my two favorite paintings that I have to know:
1.) The Little Street by Vemeer in 1657. Dutch Baroque
2.) The Death of Marat by David in 1793. French Neoclassicism
I really feel mesmerized by both of these. They are both so beautiful and intimate.
Also, I have decided that I am going to learn how to play the drums. I'm going to just learn. Soon. Maybe in a year, I can join a really poopy band, and have some fun.
what instrument would you love to have instant knowledge of? (p.s. have you heard of the kora?)
Why was I screaming? Why was I crying? Something about everything being dumb and hopeless...Something about love being an emotion and not a commitment... I can't even really say.
I needed the camping gear, though, because I spent the night at my place of work this weekend, and while I have a tent and sleeping bag, I needed a tarp and something squishy to sleep on. I work about an hour from where I live on a family farm, doing farm stuff, keeping some hogs, chickens, and turkeys happy and healthy. This sounds like sunshine, doesn't it? It is. But, it is also exhausting. My sleeping bag wasn't warm enough so by the time 5am rolled around again, getting up to start the day felt like Goliath... and I had misplaced by slingshot. Somehow I managed, but not before I ran over the waterhose with the riding mower (this thing is a rusted beast from like the I don't even know. This is how to control the speed
yea, that is a turtle icon for slow and a hare icon for fast...)
Now, it is exam week. I am studying art history like a feign.
These are my two favorite paintings that I have to know:
1.) The Little Street by Vemeer in 1657. Dutch Baroque
2.) The Death of Marat by David in 1793. French Neoclassicism
I really feel mesmerized by both of these. They are both so beautiful and intimate.
Also, I have decided that I am going to learn how to play the drums. I'm going to just learn. Soon. Maybe in a year, I can join a really poopy band, and have some fun.
what instrument would you love to have instant knowledge of? (p.s. have you heard of the kora?)
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