Beck Chapel and Dunn Cemetery, Indiana University, Bloomington, Indiana
It was a gorgeous Spring day, so I walked over to Dunn Cemetery to take some pictures. The whole set is here, but I’ll probably post some of my favorites tomorrow.
Month: March 2008
Flowers
As mentioned earlier, these are the flowers my cube neighbor received for her birthday. Not too bad, considering the crappy fluorescent light we have here, and that it was still dark out, so there was no supplemental sunlight.
Skwrrl
Behind Lilly Library, Indiana University, Bloomington, Indiana
Harriet says that skwrrlz are evil. She may be right. This little guy sure was charming, though. I’d take a step closer, he’d stop eating and stare at me, then he’d go back to eating and I’d take his picture. Then I’d take another step closer, etc., etc., etc. He let me get just a couple of feet away from him.
I love the way his tail is curled over his back.
He looks like he’s wearing a fur hat.
Early Morning
The sky was just starting to clear when I took this. It’s not a proper sunrise shot, since my view is to the northwest, but there’s a little bit of color in it.
And, yes, I can now verify that 3:30 am (Indiana Time) was just as brutal as I thought it would be. It actually hurts to wake up that early.
Fragments
Fragment of Grave Marker
Covenanter Cemetery, Bloomington, Indiana
This was taken last weekend. It’s cheating, but since I didn’t post a photo yesterday and didn’t even touch my camera today, I’m not going to feel guilty about it. Heck, I very nearly didn’t post at all today. Damned DST[1]. It’s past my bedtime already!
Where did this day go, anyway? It seems like I didn’t get a thing done, because I wasted it chasing my tail trying to solve a couple of genealogical puzzles. A fragment here and a fragment there. I did manage to figure out that I could merge two individuals–yay! I also found my great-great aunt Margaret’s husband in the US census records for 1910 and 1920. I guess that’s progress of a sort, right?
And now I have to go figure out what to make for lunch tomorrow. I have a feeling it’s going to involve broccoli and rice and maybe some granny smith apples. But not all together. That would be disgusting.
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1. Every day during DST, when my alarm goes off at the unholy hour of 3:30 am Indiana time, I’m going to be reminded of what a sadistic fucking bastard Mitch Daniels is. Note to Mitch: You are henceforth and forevermore stricken from my Christmas Holiday card list!
The Hare’s Dream
collage (anatomical illustration, map, child’s dress pattern, and library book card), drawing (ink, graphite, and charcoal) and found art on Arches cover paper
7 1/2 x 11 inches
She Slips through My Hands
collage (anatomical illustration, inkjet print, raffle ticket, child’s dress pattern, and butter wrapper) on Arches cover paper
7 1/2 x 11 inches
My mom and I were talking this afternoon about memory, and how tricky it can be.
Cockeyed Cake
Cockeyed Cake with Butterscotch Sauce
We Are Woe!
There were bunnies outside. And a groundhog. And two eeevil skwirrlz. It was just too much for a little red dog to handle, so she hrmphed and sneezed and flounced off to sulk on the couch.
Please to be noting the maximum lip floppage. We are woe!
The Tortoise
collage (magazine clippings, anatomical illustration, tape transfer, and altered Polaroid) and found art on Arches cover paper
7 1/2 x 11 inches
red paper boat 