Happy Birthday mom!

I love you

Campus Shots

Frobel Pond
Digby Stuart Pond

Roehampton Lane

My friend Mia from Sweden

Oliver in Kingston

Oliver in Richmond Park

See Oliver's blog for more details on our visit.

Sun & Windows

It is 17:10 on Wednesday, January 16. It got dark about thirty minutes ago but up until then the sun managed to shine strong for the entire day, and for that I am utterly grateful. With much credit to the weather today was an especially good day.
5 things I liked about today:

• My 3o minute walk to my 9am lecture was beautiful
• During lecture I was put in a group with two girls both named Ashlea/Ashley and one of them happened to be obsessed with almost everything American (which was surprising but nice change in opinion)
• Lecture was stimulating and was more like a seminar then an actual lecture
• I was able to enroll in a photography class
• I got most of the books I will be needing and they all look books I actually want to read

Its been a while seen I have seen much sun, but when the sky is clear one of my favorite evening activities is to lye in my bed and watch planes fly into London. Usually there are a couple every minute. From my bed they are pretty small and I can barely hear their distant rumble. I wonder where the planes are coming from, who is in them and if anyone is looking down at my building as I'm looking up at their plane?
Around 4:30 the planes begin to drag a pink stream behind them giving a small hint of sunset.
I cant see the sunset directly from my window but if I look to the apartment building across from my flat at the third apartment from the end I can catch it's reflection in the windows.

London Outing

These are several pictures from our "photo frenzy" in London. The picture of the man in hat I took by Westminster Abbey where there has been an antiwar protest going on for years.

My first of hopefully many more

A few days before Thanksgiving break Oliver told me that he and his roommates were planning a post Thanksgiving film "festival" (i don't know if that’s actually what he called it) but that I should try to have something shot, edited and ready to show by the Monday after break.
The last time I filmed something was in 8th grade, I don't have a video camera and I didn't know how to edit. But I was into it. On Saturday November 24th I left my home in Connecticut to go to my home in Durham. I had an hour drive to the air port and then a days worth of flying ahead of me. So I started filming or I think the correct term is shooting (as Adam Shiffer once told me because there was no actual film involved) on my tiny digital canon camera.
At times during my travel in which I usually found myself bored or lonely I found myself exited and comforted by my modest but efficient camera. Thanks to the size of my camera I was able to illegally shoot the take off of my first flight (something that I have always thought to be a beautiful event). I do have to admit that the woman sitting next to me who had also heard the "please turn off all electronics for take off" announcement was not so pleased, I also have to admit that I was slightly nervous that my artistic ambitions would be the cause of the entire flights doom...oh the things we do for art.
I also added a little twist in to the project for my own enjoyment. I tried as much as possible to shoot places my eyes wouldn’t normally be looking. For example while walking down the terminal I let my camera record while I held it in my hand pointed behind me, at my feet or my luggage. Then it was a total surprise and sometimes a treat to see what had been recorded.
When I got back to Wilmington Oliver installed an editing program on my computer and gave me a fast lesson on how to use the basics. We were off; side by side we edited our individual projects. We occasionally asked for each others artistic opinions and I more than occasionally asked for technical help.

With all this being said my movie/film/whatever it should be called is nothing to right home about but I love it. I loved shooting it, editing it and the whole process of expanding my creative eye.

So thank you Oliver for encouraging me to be a part of your film "festival" and thank you to my tiny little camera.


Oh, and in the end Oliver and I were the only ones who actually completed our films.

Here it is, “HOME”, don't worry after you press play it stays black for a bit but be patient

hey oliver why is the quality so bad?