550: baseline

Sunday, March 28, 2010

baseline

words really can't do them justice---or rather, words do them too much justice:

you can see the structural challenges i face. judge for yourself.

1 comment:

Maura said...: okay hmmm. it seems like you would be an amazing swimmer!! it IS strange that your feet get wider at the end... rather than narrower. My feet hurt just thinking about how your toes must feel in regular shoes. Bring on the options.

ps. I actually have never noticed your feet before - so I'm thinking they aren't as horrible as you think, or else you do a great job of dealing with them. :); March 29, 2010 at 8:24 AM

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I’m an anxious academic who recently fled the big city for the rural South. I now reside in an old house with a charming -- if curmudgeonly -- historian, J, and our latest addition, a roadside puppy named Homer. I’m happiest with a skein of yarn, a lump of clay, a yard of fabric, a cup of flour. I might be less happy--but I'm satisfied in other ways--with a stack of papers or an article needing revisions. This space records and reflects this tension, between vocation and avocation. It's neither entirely domestic nor culinarily concerned. It's often autobiographical, sometimes downright chatty. Though it may not seem like it, I hide more than I disclose, but that's just to keep you guessing.