So Mournful the Elegy and so Comforting the Hymn
On my walk downtown this morning, I noticed a crushed Blue Jay in the road. Blue Jays are my favourite bird. Here is my memorial for this precious one:
Some April
Just a smattering of beautiful instances: Homework at the bar: Levi and one of his loves at Full English. [It passes the Brit test, by the way.] We found this in our lounge. We put it in a jar. A few weeks later, we opened it. It smelt of fish. Taking in the new: Conquered [...]
Some January
Quinn and his special photo smile: At what point is something not new? Our local corner-store, lovely but definitely not “new”: We enjoyed celebrating King Julian’s birthday. [MLK day, that is.] Peace on the streets: Cheeky streets: 100 Dinosaurs: Robin was unavailable that day: Serious: Attempting to be less of a complete idiot: Attempting to [...]
Some December
This is what December felt like. I chose photos that primarily captured the mood (and sometimes, nothing other than that!). Sometimes the “wrong” photos are the truest.
Light-motif
I went to north Texas this week and it was deep-seepingingly precious, it means so much when good friends share their hearth with you. Winter was sharper up there and the light was different, oozing in for long moments from its horizon perch. It helps to find different light. And almost as if (or perhaps [...]
Some November
I never did share some November with you. So here: Happy: Annabel, Quinn and I. I keep really getting to like people just as they leave town. Oh dear, I hope there is not a connection…people like it when you look at them through their windows right? What Oreo? Lots of people I love all [...]
Some October
Four families and a parking lot: Cud-chewing at the local: Fall gloaming: Colon the hapless box turtle who wandered into our yard and was offered cucumber he didn’t like, dunked in water and given an exceptionally tasteful new name by Levi: Did Kenneth ever answer that question?: Yarn it! Levi and I made spiders to [...]
I Been and I Seen
Oysters at Abel’s On the Lake Verdict: I’m no Don Draper. Marching Bands at the Honk, TX Festival Verdict: Marching bands are still one of my favourite things. Marching bands make me cry. My event photography needs some work. My Favourite Baby Deliverer Verdict: I warmly recommend Austin Area Birthing Center and Samantha was fantastic. [...]
Fall/Winter 2011
Dark teal and old papery green and antique gold and dusk and damson and falling grey and long savoured, slow-spoken words and whispers and ashen shadows and dying, muting, losing, lightening.
Hannah Stoney is a British artist and writer.