Instant.

Every year at university i would start a polaroid wall with photos taken only from the summer that had just taken place. It would look meager, perhaps 20 pictures, and i would spend far too long trying to hang each picture straight. Every year this square would take over the whole wall slowly, as i would add pictures throughout the year, ending up with around 300 by the time i was done. May would arrive, and i would painstakingly take all of the pictures down, storing them in boxes which now sit on my bookshelves at home, boxes that i can flip through and remember four years spent at sarah lawrence. This tradition is something i miss. Building a new wall of snapshots always seemed like a wonderful challenge,  filling up an entire space. In london this faded, i think partially due to the fact that whenever you're around a new group of people they just want to ask lots of questions about a polaroid camera, and you can't snap away like you would with some little digital camera you barely notice. I wasn't up for having to have another entire group of friends get acclimated to me slinging around a polaroid wherever i went. Now that i only have a few months left in london i've realized i want to capture my time here in this medium, so that i can have a london box of polaroids to sit next to the ones from new york. A new challenge awaits.

Forest Feast.

Food photographer Erin Gleeson decided to skip town from New York and move to the woods in California, where she photographs beautiful feasts made from seasonal fruits and vegetables. I want to make everything she posts on her blog The Forest Feast. There's something that's always been really appealing to me about leaving a big city behind and making a wonderfully cozy life in the middle of nowhere. Perhaps someday.

Sitting Still.

The weather, the weather. It's what everyone talks about always in london. It's made for the start of a very lazy weekend. So far chocolate chip cookies have been made, and a pomelo and brussel sprout salad is on its way, and a roast chicken isn't far off. The rain annoyingly makes me feel like i need to be overly productive when i'm home, and this was remedied by cleaning, arranging flowers bought from the market and cooking endlessly. Sometimes i wish i was better at sitting still.

And alas...

And alas, i'm back yet again from the magical place that is Cornwall. There were long walks along cliff paths, and jugs of gin, and late smokey nights with cards, and lots and lots of glorious music.

An Escape.

I've escaped london and gone to the sea. Once again i'm in prussia cove, the most beautiful and indescribable place. There is music and the sound of waves everywhere you walk.

Lately.

My flat lately has been quiet, and in my two flatmate's absence i accidentally filled it up with lots of flowers. I realized all too late that i bought a few bunches and then was leaving for Cornwall for the next ten days, and somehow, i'm hoping some will last that long. I won't hold my breath though.

Music for April.

Here is a mix with some new things to me, and some old, tried and true. These are the things that i've been listening to nonstop.

Survival.

The past five weeks have been a serious test in endurance, and it all culminated last weekend. I got offered an amazing opportunity a few months ago to take a curatorial internship at Tate Modern, which of course i was shocked and amazed by and had to take. But this meant working six days a week, and i think a little bit of me is still recovering. I haven't quite been motivated lately to do anything but sleep, which is all i did last saturday, on my tiny tiny couch as seen above.

 It's been the kind of month that you put sweaters on the wrong way around, and trip over your computer cord, and try to grab really hot pots off the stove without thinking about it. I think March in London might be one of the harder months, the whole winter is hard here because the days last about 4 hours total (ok, not really), and it's rainy, and it is grey grey grey all the time, and March specifically is the month where it really feels like it might never end. But the thing about getting through the hard months, and the months you work harder than you feel like you've ever worked before, is that you do survive, and then you know you can do it next time. Onward into April!

Lately.

Lately i'm uninspired to take pictures. It might be the drag of winter, or perhaps a bit of the same routine every week. Hopefully it will pick up again soon.

Kusama Review in ArtWrit.

I wrote this month about the Kusama show that's up at the Tate Modern for ArtWrit. I was completely blown away. If you're in London i urge you to see it.

Seafoam & Yellow.

Seafoam green and bright yellow are two of my favorite colors and last week my food matched my aesthetic taste. Why i decided it was a good idea to buy a Vienetta to eat for dessert is still a mystery, but it really paid off. £1.65 well spent. Last week also marked the discovery of bergamot being delicious in gin and tonic.