Wednesday, October 29, 2014

national cat day

Luckily, in this household, it's not hard to find one to celebrate, even at 10.30 at night at the end of a long day ...

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

the party's over

This party store - on my drive to work, down the street on N. Hoover from where we used to live - has seen better days.  Not only is it closed and shuttered, it has the oldest, saddest, most faded pinatas hanging from one corner.  I suspect this whole block (with a few more funky stores in it) of biding its time, waiting for the ever-ongoing hipsterification of the furthest flung sectors of Silver Lake to reach it.

Monday, October 27, 2014

pool view

The view from our breakfast table - before hitting the road and hightailing it back to USC.  This was a pretty good way to begin a Monday morning, even if everything since has been a little hectic ...

Sunday, October 26, 2014

big skies

On the road between Santa Fe and Phoenix ... we decided to go a more southern route than usual (with no cats with us, we could drive down I-25 to Socorro, and then cut across on 60, stopping at Pie Town for, yes, pies.  And lots of open sky ...

Saturday, October 25, 2014

new mexican fall, various

Some very fluffy stuff on our evening walk in our 'hood;

a garden up on Museum Hill (where I managed to see the photo exhibit of Native American portraiture, at long last);

and the Pecos River, at Ribera, with a cable looped across just stopping it from being picture postcard territory.  New Mexico is completely perfect at this season: warm, still, sunny, golden.

Friday, October 24, 2014

more leaves

This was the view from our backyard in New Mexico this evening: in truth, these leaves are more yellowish, but they were shining copper with the setting sun behind them.  I think that a couple of days here will revive me enough to see me through the remainder of the semester ...

Thursday, October 23, 2014

selfie day

in class.  My assignment was to take a selfie that would mean something to a specific audience - and then to write about it discussing what one had chosen, and why, and what kind of response one thought one's image (and caption? and hashtag?) would be met with.  This was after discussing a particularly ghastly dance-song by the Chainsmokers called # Selfie, and before talking about Kara Walker and Sugar Baby selfies (with detours through Beyonce, advertising campaigns featuring - for example - a selfie-taking squirrel - and funerals).  Nothing if not eclectic, this class - itself sandwiched (though there is a logic) between trauma and Barthes.  As ever, it seemed only fair to participate - a selfie with a specific audience of, I guess, our class ...