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Name: Kelsey
Interests: Trying to understand myself, the people around me, life- and learning to live in Truth.art such as the paintings and music and poetry of my freinds as well as pleasant classics such as Wes Anderson, Miucciu Prada, Fitzgerald, TS Elliot, The Frames, Francesca Woodman, john Singer Sargent, Sally Mann, mewithoutYou, Paul Poiret etc. Also being in place that include but are not limited to: the Garrises, a comfortable couch just about anywhere, Kandern, German, Switzerland, Provence, France, London, Savannah Old wooden houses. I also like making things a little bit too much which includes but is not limitied to: food,tea,coffee,poor(but increasingly better)clothing, art, writingness.
Expertise: drinking coffee. beeing too sentimental, sometimes too dramatic.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/17/2004
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| I dont know if anyone gets on here anymore
but i suppose it shouldnt matter to me so much .
I have too many thoughts that
dont always find a voice so maybe adding my little pile of mess to the internet will help my wanderlust somehow. yeah right.
Its summer in the south, and I've decided I want to be Sally Mann when I grow up. (for anyone not familiar you should become so regarding her photographs I mean) They make me want to creat art. and have a family and mostly- a large wooden house on a bit of land near old oak trees where everymorning I can wake up before the children and drink coffee on teh wooden porch and in our sunfilled kitchen (with a jar or weeds on the table) and wear old white cotton dresses and pick vegetables and fry the green tomatoes that fall early from the vines. Warn them not to go near the swamp and lay out late into the night where the heat may as well serve as theonly clothing and the bugs hum at the setting sun.
I drove down Ogeechee road yesterday with a freind, to the flee market marked by the large cow. I spent money that shoudl have gone to rent or food mostly on a pendant on one side of which is a picture of MLK and the other is JFK made in comemeration by teh american people after thier assasinations. its a little peice of american history. but I know I should feel bad about it. I spent the rest of my money (4 dollars) on mellon,a jicima. half a bin of squash, an ear of corn and a small eggplant from a mexiacan family. I watched America at work, slowly moving about in the yea out there and in the line of trailer homes and one room concreet houses that line the road back.
Ive been listening steadily to Iron and Wine and it adds to the southern nostalgia and the wanderlust and the nauseau for something beautiful.
In other news my house is a mess becasue I dont have much left in me strong enough to finish the projects i want to accomplish.
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| There is a thunderstorm which came very suddenly, in the dark, and its lovely. The power snaped out and back on and the gurgelling water is pouring over the roof outside the window. I left work half an hour early, made my way down Whittaker street instead of Bull and used time which might have been useful to rectify my problomatic sketchbook flats for fashion, to instead pop into some of the nice decoration shops. All very...hm, how to describe those shops here- very new-rich south, nice fancy things, beautiful old things, book sets of fashionable villas and famous designers. In a paper shop I bought a large paper with little panels of painted japanese goldfish on them which I am very pleased with, and also stole a bit of sage off of a bush on the way, and some very odd fig like fruits which are sitting (just to be looked at) on teh kitchen table. After classes and such, around 5 I took a nap- until 7:30, after which Lane left for bible study, after which I crawled into a futon with Jess sitting on the couch and fell asleep, woke up brifly when Jess and Michael were leaving- crawled over to the couch and fell asleep again until 9 45 when Lane came back. All this to say- the much needed sleep catching up after another night of two-and-a-half hours of it (stying up for illustration) was much needed. In general I hope to better learn to manage time, to love, to live ...everything. Its nice knowing I can always resolve myself to make changes in teh things in life that bother me in the way I live, not be disparaging, but to get better at it. So. thats me. how are you? Chances are, if you are reading this- I love you. | | |
| I am in the new house. Michael and Jessica are being cute and playing mario-kart (sp?) in the living room, and Lane has run down to his house to get his sketchbook. The house= lovely. Im still in the swing of getting settled into my tiny/cute room which consists of a bed, the large and lovely fireplace that takes out a large chunk of corner and my cloth dresser. We have been enjoying the kitchen bien sur- I made a lengthy job of chinese food last night before we swung over to see Al, Chris and Ernest at the dorms. I am very happy to be reunited with my dear old esspresso pot and to be aquanted with new wonderful things like the four tuperwares of tiramisu and the fresh pesto in our freezer that are compliments of Michaels Italian-restaurant-running mother. Classes start on Monday, but weve taken this time to relax a bit and enjoy life. We went to the beach today with Jessica and Chester and then to Mellow Mushroom , the aclaimed pizza place that is Lanes addiction. Lastly but far from leastly I talked with Peter for a good long while tonight. Thank God for beeing reminded of....myself in many ways, or life maybe? love certainly. Yeah, it was good. Also...I need to focus on.. the point of everything, How simple yet how far from it I all too often find myself. love and misses- especially to my family....just want you guys to know. | | |
| Well, ahem...over a month later here I am in California drawing bearded historic figures and the like. : / Swiming in rivers, watching the Return of the King for the first time with my 8 and 11 year old friends, eating too much meat and ...dadum Learning how to drive!!! which so far I must say, I've found to be a lot of fun.
Other than that I've been desperately wanting three weeks to be a lot shorter and wonderinng how the heck I'm not going to explode.
But no, life is good none the less, even if people are dreadfully missed. I've been learning about myself through this I think, that I need grounded places where i can set up roots. I'm apreaciating Savannah, and missing both there and home. God teaches through it all, now to learn to live in the peace that comes in knowing He knows.
okay..and some pictures of summer - now that I know how to put them up yay!!
We went to see the Frames-
Then Lane visited-
and other things happened too ...yeah, but Im tired of puting pictures up right now. | | |
| Germany lost....it was sad...we were at the Kabob shop. whaaa.
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Earlier today was good though- walked for a long while with Nancy...up to the castle which was lovely. Yay Black Forest, Yay feeling like your in Narnia.
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