Tuesday, July 17, 2012



bits & bobs

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Bits and pieces of my apartment.  I don't think I will ever stop adding things.  On my nightstand, I have a bunch of fake peonies.  The real things bloom for such a short amount of time; what would the winter be without soft pink peonies to look at from bed?  The sun-catcher with my name on it, a gift from another Kelly that I lost to the west coast.  A palm-sized kitten medallion that was a birthday present from another friend several years ago.  Driftwood from Mexico and a few stones that have caught my eye that  I have collected over the years.

I went outside this afternoon and collected a handful of what I can only assume are weeds.  My desk needed a bit more wildlife to it.  My front yard is overgrown with bittersweet vines and the peonies are long gone.  I trimmed a bit of overgrowth that was expanding over the stone walkway to my front door.


This is my little work nook in my bedroom.  For the past year or so, I've done all my work from the couch.  I recently rearranged my furniture and moved my desk out from its dusty corner.  Hopefully I will one day replace the desk with a good solid wooden table.  I'm thinking good thoughts and hoping the hot weather goes away so the fan isn't needed.  It's been a warm summer up here so far.

Monday, July 16, 2012



Old

Monday, July 16, 2012

At least once a year all I want to sit down (or go out) and do is make photographs.  I look at old pictures, hoping that there will be some unexplored scrap that I could launch off of.  I feel out of scraps, you know?  A girl without scraps.

I took this picture in 2003.  An old boyfriend and I used to ride around in his car, hoping to end up someplace that we had never been.  We always ended up in the same spot, no matter what roads we took.  I came to realize that you can't get lost in the suburban streets that you grew up in.  But the picture reflects a different side of me that I think I repressed while I was in college.  

I very much became someone who likes to have a specific project they are shooting for; a goal, a theme.  And I've been doing that the past two years now.  But I've also been someone who very much gets caught up in their own head.  My most recent "work" has been literally all about the inside my head: breaking down, building up, being poked, prodded, diagnosed, medicated, followed-up on.  Waiting rooms.  Side effects.  Easy listening.  I'm feeling better and I'm tired of myself.  I'd like to take a drive and just shoot on instinct.

In 2003: it was almost summer, May.  School wasn't yet out for the year.  I was 17.  It seemed like I lived for those drives where I could be the passenger and look at things.  I'm going on a road trip this summer and I can't wait to loosen up.  Sorry for all of the stuffy posts abut exhibitions and whatnot.  I think somewhere along the line I also misplaced my ability to say anything interesting.

Saturday, July 14, 2012



Birthday

Saturday, July 14, 2012
Cherry popsicle filled with frozen yogurt.

It was my birthday on Thursday; I turned 26.  I kept it pretty quiet this year.  Maybe I'm growing up, but I just didn't want a big fuss or to bother planning a party that would inevitably leave me stressed out and lying face down in my bed afterward.  I indulged in an "it's my birthday, and I'll eat whatever I want" fest.  11am brought a mini-ice cream sandwich.  1pm: a taco salad.  2pm: cherry popsicle.  3:30pm: coworkers through me a birthday cookie party wherein I ate a black and white cookie and an iced oatmeal raisin.  I was taken out for birthday barbeque at Sweet Cheeks BBQ in Boston.  Let's just say I made sweet sweet love to a buttermilk biscuit and shoved other Southern delicacies in my mouth.  I plan to do serious damage (to my figure) during my Southern road trip in August.  Later that evening, I was treated to a red velvet cake.  I woke up the next morning with a food hangover.  Thank you for a wonderful birthday.



Thursday, July 5, 2012



Fourth of July

Thursday, July 5, 2012

I headed down to Connecticut to visit with Kelly, a good friend that I've known since we were teenagers. We caught up and ate a lot of barbecue foods on her back deck.  It was good to get away from Massachusetts for a while, even if I didn't go very far.  I'm so happy that she was able to fly from Washington state and I got a chance to see her before she went back.  Every time I see her, we just fall into each other's lives like we see each other ever day.  There are some things that I miss about being young and relatively free from any pressing responsibilities.  Hopefully I can work up the gumption to take a long flight out to visit.

Since I had her at my disposal, I figured I would take advantage of that and photograph her.  Kelly was always a subject for me in my first few years of college, so it was fun to get her in front of the camera again.  A lot has changed in eight (!) years.


Monday, July 2, 2012



Kate, Russell House Tavern

Monday, July 2, 2012

Had a busyish weekend.  Went out for pizza and shopping at Target on Friday night, went to a Fiona Apple concert for free on Saturday night thanks to a friend, and then went out for a delicious brunch at Russell House Tavern in Harvard Square.  I got a wonderful bacon, egg, and cheese on a (soft and perfectly buttery) croissant.  Kate got Nutella-stuffed french toast.  Also delicious.  Brunch is my favorite meal but I hardly ever partake.  It was a nice treat.

After we finished, I took out my camera and decided to photograph Kate.  I really do have such beautiful friends and I never take advantage of it.  It has been a really long time since I've gone out and photographed people.  I'm a little rusty.  Ever since junior year in college, I've shied away from portraits.  That year and my seminar project took a lot out of me.  So, here's Kate.

I have also set up a Facebook page for my photography on a whim.  Check it out and "like" my page.  I'd be much obliged!

Sunday, July 1, 2012



inspiration

Sunday, July 1, 2012

I was asked by Glovebox to write about what inspires me.  I don't think a lo about this, so it was interesting for me to sit down and put into words.  When I shoot, I'm mostly just walking around and looking at things.  I will know immediately when I see something that I want to make a photograph of it.  Summer is the season of walking around.