29 November 2012

Some pictures of Paris:

I miss having lectures there instead of here. And I've officially given up on the day-to-day blogging recount of my trip, so such as this will have to do.

22 August 2012

8.14.2012

Rewind to almost three years ago. I'm sitting in my high school's journalism lab when Matisse turns to me and says something along the lines of, "Have you heard of Andrew Bird? You'll like him." Instantly I'm smitten by the first song she shows me: Fake Palindromes.

Fast forward to last week. Matisse and I make our way to the very edge of the stage at Andrew Bird's outdoor concert. Everything about it is indescribably beautiful. Soon enough nobody's standing in front of me, and Andrew himself is less than a stone's throw away—I can see the scruff on his face and I swear I can hear the sound of his voice before the microphone does—and he's playing an encore: Fake Palindromes.

I knew it already, but Andrew Bird is a real artist.


All I had with me was my iPhone. (But Matisse captured it beautifully on her point and shoot.)

26 July 2012

Prologue

Beginning a series of blog posts documenting my entire European experience is really, really daunting. I can't adequately describe how much I saw, learned, photographed, and (if I'm being honest) ate. Nor can I come close to adequately describing how much I loved it all. But I can't help wanting to share every bit of joy that I can possibly convey. Traveling part of the world was so fulfilling in so many ways: my eyes were opened and my passion for and understanding of art has transformed and increased in ways I really couldn't have imagined. 

I can't even tell you how lucky I am such a study abroad program even exists, and I'm especially lucky to have actually been accepted. There are even times I was probably lucky to survive the mental and physical pace I maintained all those weeks. Lucky isn't even the right word. Blessed seems more appropriate, because these kinds of experiences don't come by accident.

Most importantly I've learned that there is beauty to be found and knowledge to be gained everywhere and from everything. Throwing yourself into a new and exciting experience based on that mentality is an incredible thing (even when you're living in ten different budget hotels out of the world's tiniest suitcase.)

To be continued.

22 July 2012

To explain the hiatus.

6 countries, 21 cities, 38 museums, 10 cathedrals, and one pair of Chacos later:
There are dozens of stories and thousands more photos to come. 
But for now I can at least leave you with the short story version of my adventures here.

02 June 2012

The Eclipse

For some reason, trying to take pictures of the partially visible solar eclipse without actual viewing equipment or safety glasses seemed like a good idea. Although I managed to kind of make out a fluxing crescent shape via the display screen of my camera, I was a little underwhelmed. I was even more underwhelmed when I went through my photos afterwards.

But then I had an epiphany. My (shamefully crappy) eclipse photography looked somewhat reminiscent of this Andy Warhol piece:
So maybe it was worth nearly scalding my retinas for.