Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Red City [London, Photography Course Project]

During my semester in London I was enrolled in a course on the basics of photography. It wasn't a very technical or difficult course. In fact, it largely catered to the fact that a hundred twenty year olds were spending four months in London and didn't want to spend those four months in class.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

To be honest.

When I decided to do this, it wasn't about where I was going.

London is an incredible city, a beautiful city, but not one I was looking to visit.

When I decided to do this it was all about running from home. From insecurity, from confusion, from complacency. I didn't care where I went, I just cared that I left.

What I found was more than I had imagined.

My flatmates are four of the loveliest girls I've encountered. We've laughed and talked and ate and drank together these first few days and I've felt an immediate comfort I couldn't have dreamed up, simply because I'd never experienced it before.

I've landed at the top floor of a gorgeous, tiny flat that already feels like home. A home on a charming street just a minute walk from the lively, buzzing Oxford Street and in the beautifully historic Bloomsbury neighborhood.

I've ridden the tube, in the morning and evening and dead in the middle of rush hour. I've popped into black cabs, I've swigged pale ales, I've nibbled on chips, I've been a tourist and I've been a local.

London is a babe of a city.

This place feels as much like home in 5 days as Tallahassee felt in two years.

Maybe time will change these feelings, but I've landed in a place that feels right. A place that I don't need a break from. A place that is already home.

I have a grocery store and a pharmacy. I have my favorite pubs and shops. I know the neighborhoods I like and those I don't.

This place is home. I have a lot to learn still, and couldn't be more enthralled at the chance to learn it in this city.

2016 will be good.

Not because it's a new chance for growth and change, but because I have decided on growth and change. I've lived it, felt it, feared it. I'm ready for the next eleven and a half months because I decided they would be different and have already made them so.

Wish me luck.

I'll be sharing all I can with you.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Early Fall Favorites

Now that school is in full swing I've been doing little other than what is necessary - simply because there is no time for anything else!

I've been popping between my home office (aka tiny desk in my room) and the library, trying to keep up with responsibilities for classes, going to meetings, keeping in touch with friends, taking care of my sweet horse, and taking care of myself.

Since I'm not popping over to the shops every other day I'm cramming a month of clothes, makeup, and homeware shopping in one day that comes every three or four weeks.

This has resulted in some serious over-shopping.

So I thought I'd justify that indulgence a little bit by sharing some of my favorite things from the past couple of months.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

This Little Pig [Bahamas]

A few years back we visited Green Turtle on a trip much like this one. At one point, while cruising on the golf carts of course, we accidentally found ourselves in the dump.

Yes, islands have dumps. I was surprised, too.

But even more surprising was that in this dump was half a dozen wild chickens and two giant pigs.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Bahama Mamas

Every year my family flees to the Bahamas for a long weekend. I'm not talking about the mega resorts with chipper staff waiting on your every need.

Our Bahamas is the one the locals experience. The one untouched by the wands of a thousand businessmen.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Skidaway Island, Savannah

After our stroll in the park, we took to the automobile for a ride to Skidaway Island.

It's a little less tropical than you'd imagine.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Savannah Sweethearts

A couple weeks ago my friend B came down for a visit. She studies at SCAD up in Savannah, and stayed up there this summer to work and create in her own space.

Knowing we were at a loss without her, she graced us with her presence for one short week. By the time our seven days were up, El and Em had made the decision to drive B back up to Savannah as a last hurrah for the summer.