two months later.


i heard that the makeshift boston marathon bombing memorial comes down on tuesday, but i hadn't seen it yet. i finally got out there yesterday and it was absolutely moving. boston is my city and to see everyone come together like that and to see a memorial the size of this just form, seemingly out of nothing, is amazing. as far as i could see, life had resumed on boylston street, aside from the dozens of people silently milling about the hats and jerseys and running shoes, hundreds of running shoes, that lined a small section of copley square. at the finish line, a few tourists, or maybe locals, snapped pictures. it was settling to see it back to "normal"and it made me so proud to be a bostonian. or a 45-minutes-south-of-the-city-bostonian (;




LOVING the fact that i just uploaded that collage full size to flickr. so it's june, school's still not out, and i's still not hot. welcome to new england. but there are birthdays and daisies and peonies and puppies. it's june and i'm happy.


so then i bought a canon

i hope it wasn't a mid life crisis, but i sold everything i owned and bought a canon. there were multiple reasons for it but i don't regret my decision whatsoever. so now i've been taking what one of my photographer friends called "yard photos" (you know, those pictures that you feel like you need to take when you have a new camera but the only place you go is the backyard). the top photos are from a boston strong walk that my school hosted (amazing), and the rest are just life lately. i'm in love with this camera. it also takes video. yeah, i'm in love.



a post about photos, the present, and the future

can you say photo-heavy? sorry about that. last week was my whirlwind college visit trip to baltimore, washington d.c., and new york city. i loved the traveling and seeing new places (okay, only baltimore was new) and the food, and yeah, the colleges. 

the most poignant picture in this post though, has nothing to do with colleges. it's that one from washington with the flags at half mast. for my city. for boston. i was born and raised here- seeing those flags lowered not only in my own town common but almost 450 miles away was something else. like it was really real once i saw that. it's been two weeks and i'm talking about it now because a) i just hadn't gotten around to it before and b) it still feels so surreal and i don't even know what to say. so that's now and that's the front page of my newspaper everyday and the hushed talk everywhere, even two weeks later.

on a much brighter note, in new york we saw annie on broadway and ate incredible italian pastries from cake boss cafe. oh, and b&h photo- i have no words. it has to be the actual north pole, right? 70,000 square feet of cameras and lenses and conveyor belts and $6 viewfinder cushion things (unfortunately that was all i needed there).

also, art schools are really cool. they have dark rooms and mac suites and camera equipment libraries and book libraries designed by tiffany & co. one more year and that's the future, which is scary and ridiculously exciting and intimidating all at the exact same time.



i just got back from a whirlwind week of college visits and until i share more pictures, meet victor. i met him on the g train from brooklyn yesterday and he was infinitely interesting.