My sister has to do this project for her textiles course that involves using old pictures. if anyone knows me at all, you perhaps know about my love for the past. the present is cool and the future is unpredictable, but there is something about the past that i love very much. anything old, vintage, not from my own lifetime. As amy was going through my mom’s old photographs, i swiped a few for myself and wanted to share them because i think they’re pretty amazing.
this is my uncle and my mom and their aunt’s dog
this is my mom and my grandfather. looks like she was going to girl guide camp and that my grandfather is pretty thrilled about it. i love their expressions
this is my mom, my uncle and their grandmother (my great-great grandmother). i love my mom’s hair rollers and my great-great grandmothers cat eye glasses. the red thing on my mom’s lap is a photo album that i’ve looked through myself, many times
Upon reviewing the sorts of things I’ve posted in this, I realized that I actually find it a lot more fun to just post neat pictures I stumble upon [I do this a lot at nakedaspaper.tumblr.com], but just doing that on this medium feels weird. It’s like relaying information in this format demands some sort of explanatory text to accompany it.
lately i’ve been listening to the rap/hip hop mix cd that i requestesd for Michelle to make me, specifically for driving. i’ve been listening to it a whole lot, but not when i’ve been driving. which is kind of funny. there’s something about doing homework/hanging out/getting dressed in my room while singing along with n.w.a and vanilla ice (both on the same cd. how awesome) that i find humorous.
but who doesn’t need a little more N.W.A and Salt n Pepa in their lives?
I haven’t posted about something non-music related in a long time, so I figure that I will talk about La belle personne, a movie I had wanted to see for some time and finally got the opportunity to watch a couple of nights ago.
I saw the trailer, couldn’t understand it, but I thought it looked absolutely gorgeous and that was enough for me. I guess I will be honest right now and say that I thought it fell a little flat.
Lots of spoilers in here!
i have quite fallen for this song. in the early early summer when i was first introduced to joanna newsom’s music i was unsure what i thought of it. it has taken a while for it to grow on me but this song just about makes me love her – even if i admittedly now nothing much of her. There’s also something that i love very much about old, amateur looking homevideos. espicially when set to music. kind of makes my heart flutter
Somehow I always forget how much I love Julie Doiron. I don’t know why that is. I’ve seen her in concert twice, and I count both performances in my top ten shows ever [the second show with Mount Eerie definitely occupies a spot in the top three]. But apparently I still forget?