I am back in Dundee so life has improved immensely. Yes, still busy (week two of a three-week online intensive, one review written and sent, a couple of deadlines looming) but I have played with the Executive Princess, slept soundly, finished a book I’ve been reading in bits, and started watching the final series of Bron/Broen/The Bridge — Saga, how I have missed you!
No conference papers this summer, but plenty of shenanigans to come.
Cities and Memory have a new project up which includes my photography! Check it out to find a fascinating random connection between art and sound, evoking a sense of place from images anchored to a specific location inspiring sounds that know no bounds.
I love it when a plan comes together. Wander through the memories and sounds…or scroll down to Scotland to find my Orkney picture.
On the town (NYC naturally) with the QoE at the Met, in the park, sharing Amity, and a drink with Katya. More pix on the ‘book.
It’s Easter so the pop culture scholars gather at PCA: this year it’s in Indianapolis so my big plan is to finally see the Vonnegut Library. I’m rooming with gal pal Miss Wendy and we’ve already caught up with some friends the first night. Busy busy, busy, as Bokononists say.
Spreading the word of my wandering women as I go, of course! I’m giving a paper on Elisabeth Sanxay Holding’s The Blank Wall and the 2001 adaptation The Deep End.
I love the story of Callum. I can’t recall if you weren’t allowed to photograph the Turner watercolours that are only on display in January, or if I was just too busy looking at them. I got the catalogue. It took me until the Bacon and Turner exhibit to understand his appeal, but I get it now.
Miss Wendy and I arrived at night and had a terrific meal at Howie’s Waterloo which included a divine cullen skink and gave me the chance to say ‘I’ll have the pheasant’ which is not too common for me. In the morning we started with the Old Calton Burial Ground, which I visited on my very first trip back in 1980. I even took another picture of David Hume’s grave which I have in a yellowed old snapshot. They were dismantling the Christmas Market next to the Walter Scott Memorial, but this lovely caravan was still there waiting for me — but Wendy talked me out of rolling it away.
It was great to have my dear friend visit the city I love! We saw art, the dragon and the Howff, our local and more — then wandered about before heading to Edinburgh for the weekend (more pictures to come).