A and I bought a house in Syracuse, NY this April. We love it. While he is abroad, two friends and collaborators, Y and Z are living in the spare bedrooms. One of them, who has mostly had long distance relationships, suggested this time apart brings strength to the more difficult parts of a relationship. At first I saw no point in this: as mentioned before, we have spent the majority of every hour of every day together for the better part of five years-- and have needed very little beyond each other.
"You mean, like our unsustainable codependence?"
He shrugged and smiled. "Something like that."
After waking up on that very difficult morning and nearly bringing A's research to a screeching halt, I have since resolved this site as a location for me to chronicle these next few months of my life.
I am incredibly fortunate for the lot that I have-- including quite possibly one of the best jobs there is, working at a private university under a fabulous artist, M. I run the MLAB (Mobile Literacy Arts Bus)-- a beautifully renovated RV that travels throughout the City School District doing art programming with Kindergarten through 12th graders. I work with S, an artist, collaborator and colleague on the MLAB. We work in digital photography, writing, audio, conversation, and more.
I think I see this blog as a place to hold the stranger things that happen this year. Of which I predict there may be many.
Selections from a second grader's digital photography session earlier this week:
To which S said to the student, "Butts and cars are not appropriate things to be taking pictures of." I'm not exactly how she managed to hold in her laughter until the two seconds later when she told me about it.
I applaud the student on his performative attempt at replicating pop culture.
That is my butt, but that is not my car.
