A trip to the Gardner Museum. One of our favorite local spots to just be. The peaceful spaces - dark and cloistered, sunny and expansive. The only downside of visiting is not being able to stay. One pictures oneself lounging languidly by the courtyard, a cup of tea and satin pajamas. What a pleasure to watch people as their pace slows and faces open to a time that is somehow apart from everyday life, and art that is especially just because.
The inner life of our little one. Every week she embodies a new animal. She tells us about their habits, compares and contrasts with other species. At age five, she puts us to shame with her ability to retain detailed information. Maybe good sleep is the key.
For those of us who love going analog to digital and back again, the NYPL has made all of their out-of-copyright materials from their NYPL Digital Collections available for download. The Collections are impressive and inspiring with endlessly browsable vintage photography, drawings and other artwork, diagrams and maps. While you're at it you can check out NYPL Labs for great projects like Community Oral History Project and "one of the largest culinary archives in the world" featuring menus from as far back as the 1850s.
Photo above is Libby Durgin, 7th Avenue by Walter Silver.
The way we eat or think about food is in layers, preference, availability, restriction, family, culture, geography, education, society. On the pleasant surface of it Food is a simple idea that makes everyone smile, but not far beneath that simplicity is a depth of complication, delightful simplicity and wondrous complexity. The notion of Home is not too different, and the two are inextricably tied to one another — for very good reason anyone who talks about basic needs says “Food & Shelter” like it’s one word — and what ties them together is the greater part of each, Memory. “I remember” is part of almost every conversation about food or home, and this short story is about both.
We went looking for goat's milk for Elias, to recreate the goat labneh of his childhood. By way of a few fortunate connections, we found Rosasharn Farm in Rehoboth, MA. Because selling fresh milk in many states is something of an administrative nightmare, not to mention a financial burden, it's rather hard to come by. Lucky for us, Anne Peterson is a gracious and generous soul, and we were allowed to take a little for ourselves as a gift. On top of a morning of serious horse play with the lovinest baby goats.
We're getting ready for World Pinhole Day with a pinhole photography workshop in Brooklyn! Join us as we illuminate the mysterious and evocative world of pinhole photography and learn how to build your own medium-format pinhole camera.
Once your simple camera is assembled, we'll guide you through studio lighting and styling basics to create a luscious still life on film. Learn about film chemistry and darkroom too, as your picture is developed on-site.
You will leave the class with your very own pinhole camera, your film negative and the scanned digital image.
Fee including materials is $75. Space is limited, so register early!
By old they mean 2009.
Leaps and bounds, I suppose, have happened in as short a time as to half the price of innovation in the first place. So be it. Now I own another old camera, but this one is plastic, and electronic.
I like the French word for Digital, Numerique, a literal translation, but it sounds good. It's not hiding the math so much. Numerique. J'ai un appereil photo numérique. With the accent over the é it's not hiding anything.
Of course I've had a few of these digital things, but never one bought with as much purpose as a tool, rather than a novelty, or a way to catch my little girls off guard. And everything I've read about this dinosaur explains how terrible it is in low light with high ISO.
But that's the beauty of numérique. There's a way around everything, and I suppose the "pixel peepers" would have something to say, but this picture speaks the thousand words, and it doesn't sound like noise to me.
This is Mr. Mat just after a work day, ready to go home.