walks are back!

Thesis is going well, but I can't help identifying with George in this picture. This one came from the my local library's cast-off books pile.

Yes, by popular demand, walks are back. This is the one that I didn't post before I left to galavant around, so it is kind of old. But, mark my words, walks are back as I have returned to sewing a crooked thread in multi-color all over copenhagen.

good news // bad news

i'll start with the bad news since i can't stop thinking about it. this weekend i was at a barbeque in the park and left my camera with all the bags and thought there were enough people and was sort of careless, i guess, and now it's gone. i lost it. my film camera. actually, tyler's film camera. sorry tyler. sorry me. sorry everyone. i still have my digital and i do have two disposable cameras and the polaroid and of course, i still have my hands to draw pictures, for crying out loud, but what i really want to do is cry out loud because it's just terrible! i moped yesterday and i think i am going to get it out of my system and there will be just that much more room in my basket now for other things like a puppy or a huge piece of cake. i did check ebay, though, and it seems that film cameras are going out of style so they are easy to replace.

and now, for the good news. i scanned a ton of negatives today and i have soooo many amazing pictures to share with you. the new, june banner on the blog is me flying a flag of sadness for the camera of yesterweek but also a little teaser for all the black and white, scratched and dirty negative goodness to come. it turns out that i am not the MOST precise photographer, nor am i an excellent developing technician so, the pictures just look so darn antique i feel like have created a huge stack of old postcards. i'm tickled. that one is from the Klampenborg Beach Park designed by famous Dane, Arne Jacobsen.


ok. i checked out a bit over the weekend because i was too bummed to post anything, but that won't get me anywhere, so here is a double dose.i took a night walk last week, started out when it was dusk and everything looks so romantic. i went to go check out this one building, which i saw, but as the light dimmed and night came on, i was so taken with the blues and blacks of the sky and buildings and all the yellows of the street lights, i really took a summer rainstorm of photos. the top one is four night blues compared. and the next, well, that's just for fun.

no, it's not a nursery, or a school or anything you might suspect when you see a set of doors painted in bright, bold colors wrapping around geometric cut-out windows you find on those little boxes that kids practice putting blocks in. it's just too much. though that night light is good for some things, it's not good for avoiding flash-glare on darling shiny doors.

unintentionally i have sort of begun to grow a rat's tail. i know i am a little late on that trend but i kind of like it.

my new favorite food is liverwurst or paté or whatever you want to call it. this one is my brand. and it's surprisingly cheap. i think this container was maybe 2.50. i eat it on rye bread with cucumbers or sometimes bell peppers. so good.

thanks and cut off my second hand

thanks for all your notes!! you are great. i am beating that lil' bout of homesickness and feeling much better--but don't let that stop you from commenting and mailing. i need regular, preventive care, too. i have been thinking that, at least for me, when i travel it is bitter sweet. i am enjoying what i am seeing and doing, but i sometimes have a hard time living in the moment because a little part of me wants to fastforward to arriving at Sea-Tac to the Seattle skyline, the big red R, turned green T, highway 99 and all of your smiling faces. and one way that shows is that i start making plans for when i get back. and, well, one thing i am gonna do is get a ribbon for the typewriter my sister gave to me and start writing notes with the old machine. i can't wait.

PART 2 cut off my second hand



on a walk the other night, i found myself in a Nørrebro, a trendy, but only sort of shi-shi neighborhood that must have as many second hand stores as capital hill has coffee shops. it was heaven and hell neatly platted in several blocks because i really don't NEED to buy any darling Danish dishes or a sweet, 1960's tea set, or some enormous impractical wooden chair, or as these pictures show, an orange glass lamp. oh, the orange burnsfor me. but, boy is it fun to look(i say that with a tiny sigh of resignation). luckily, i was there long past closing time, so it was impossible to pick up all the paper-thin, white porcelain cups in my hand and pretend i was sipping hot tea and chatting. that might have unraveled and strained, even snapped, thin thread of resistance i have to all that is Danish, well-designed, and too breakable or heavy to bring home.

walks week 3

walks week 2

week 1 walks completed + my mailing address

Now that I have unveiled this project, I am just going to post one update each week to show the changes in the tapestry of my footsteps.

My mailing address will remain permanently on the sidebar. Please, please send me snail mail! I love getting messages, clippings from the paper, mags, notes you find in the street, updates on your lives. I also like pictures and poems and drawings.

walks week 1

Of course I am doing some postcards(see below), but not everyday like Mexico. For this trip I have decided to do a needlework project. Every time I take a walk, I embroider, from memory, my route. I look at a map while I embroider but I am not being too strict about accuracy. It is more about my own memory of the route. Week one is in pink, and though I still have a few days left until week two starts, I wanted to show it. It is a way for me to mark the time and also get me off my bike and on foot.