NORWEGIAN WOOD

Eighteen years have gone by and I can still bring back every detail of that day in the meadow. Washed clean of summer's dust by days of gentle rain, the mountains wore a deep, brilliant green. The October breeze set white fronds of head-tall grasses swaying. One long streak of cloud hung posted across a dome of frozen blue. It almost hurt to look at that far-off sky. A puff of wind swept across the meadow and through her hair before it slipping into the woods to rustle branches and send back snatches of distant barking- a hazy sound that seemed to reach us from the doorway to another world. We heard no other sounds. We met no other people. We saw only two bright read birds leap startled from the center of the meadow and dart into the woods. As we ambled along Naoko spoke to me of wells. 

HARUI MURAKAMI

I really love this. A lot. I'm excited to continue to read it. 

FEELING A LITTLE EMPTY

It was a truly wonderful last night. I miss it. I also wish I had brought my camera.

TRAIN UNDERWATER

You were born inside of a raindrop
And I watched you falling to your death
And the sun, well, she could not save you
She’s falling down too, the streets are wet
Body of water, toxic and timeless
Atlantic ocean, New York skyline
I always get lost, when I leave the village
So I couldn’t come meet you in Brooklyn last night

But I sing glory from the lowest
And I will say peace to the people I meet
While the world waits for an explosion
An instant of light that wipes the slate clean

So don’t be fooled, now don’t get lied to
Love was always cruel
Don’t act strange, don’t be a stranger
It happened to me, now it’s happening to you
But if you take that train underwater
Then we could talk it through

Well, if I could tame all of my desires
Wait out the weather that howls in my brain
Because it seems that it’s always changing
The wind’s indecision, the sorrowful rain
I was a postcard, I was a record
I was a camera until I went blind
Now I’m riding all over this island
Looking for something to open my eyes

But I still sing glory from a high rise
And I will say thanks if you’re pouring my drinks
While the world waits for an explosion
That moment in time when we are set free

So don’t stay mad, just let some time pass
And in the morning you’ll wake feeling new
And if I don’t come back
I mean, if I get sidetracked
It’s only cause I wanted to
I’m keeping up with the moon on an all night avenue

Bright Eyes

I JUST MADE A BILLION ENVELOPES

Its part of my cleaning process... how I get rid of old paper and magazines and so on. the mail boat is full.

POST RADIO WAVES

I had my first radio show of the summer today (as previously mentioned). Here is what I played:

The Lakes Alive- Rifle Men
White as Diamonds- Alela Diane
Teenagers- Department of Eagles
Tomorrow is a Long Time- Bob Dylan
California Nights- Fellow Citizens
I Need You- The Beatles
Rivers & Roads- The Head and The Heart
Petey- Jarvis Cocker
Sweet Sixteen- Big Joe Turner
Psychotic Girl- The Black Keys
Going to California- Led Zeppelin
That Sea, The Gambler- Gregory Alan Iskov
Riverside- Agnes Obel
Colorado Girl- Devendra Banhart
Reptilia- The Strokes
I Turn My Camera On- Spoon
Hang Me Up to Dry- Cold War Kids
Dog Days are Over- Florance and the Machine
Closer to the Sun- Slightly Stoopid
So Jah Seh- Bob Marley and the Wailers
Astro Dub- Long Beach Dub Allstars
Chan Chan- Buena Vista Social Club
Sure Shot- Beastie Boys
If You Want Me to Stay- Sly and the Family Stone
Ready, Able- Grizzly Bear
Innocent Son- Fleet Foxes
Soul Sacrifice (Woodstock)- Santana



Its been a really strange day. It started with me not getting up and doing anything that I had aspired to do (aka clean my room so it could be walked through rather then climbed through) and eventually was running late for my radio show due to my computer being set a hour earlier than Colorado time. I caught it just in time and frantically dragged the huge trash bags filled with consignment items down to my car. The gas light was on... I decided to risk it and started to sweet talk my car. By the time I was on my way I knew I would be late. I called Stacey so she could cover for me and sped my way to Carbondale. I was driving on empty with fingers crossed telling my car over and over that I would get it gas if it just got me to the radio station. On the back road I passed two cars feeling extremely guilty (over the double yellow lines) vocally apologizing through my window as I zoomed past. "I'M JUST REALLY LATE FOR MY RADIO SHOW!" The second woman flipped me off. Then I realized that there was a cop hidden and tried to slow down. This was in vain though because I soon saw him turn on his lights. The woman who flipped me off past me and the cop came to my window and asked me why I was in such a rush. I explained the radio show fiasco. "Well I'm sure you like this" he said (indicating my license) "and this" (indicating my car) "and you could get your license suspended for this, and a $250 ticket. I know that your radio show is important but so is your safety.... so remember that this is a 35mph road next time." I looked up at him and began thanking him over and over again for letting me off with a warning. I made it to my radio show five minutes late. After the show my dad called me to let me know he was taking my mom to the hospital because he thought she was having or had a stroke. She had been forgetting things all day and couldn't remember what year it was. I thought back to the morning before my mom had left for the grocery store. She was asking me if I knew where her shoes were which seemed normal enough, but really it was the start of short term memory loss. I ended up at the hospital a few hours later where I learned that she had just had a seizure so things weren't as bad as they seemed. She is staying there overnight. Evan and I both started crying when we got to her room and saw her in bed. It was just too much. She's okay though. Her tongue is black and blue from where she bit it. My uncle got into a car accident today and was taken away in an ambulance, but he is okay too.

NO WHITE SPACE 2010

My floor is covered in piles as usual. It seems that whenever I come home I shortly end up surrounded by various things to makes things out of, glue sticks, scissors, magazine clippings, photos, paint, paper, origami books, yarn and who knows what else. This time I am also attempting to go through everything so I'm ready to move to LA (which I do every so often to clear my space... its really lovely and addicting, especially before moving.) I have three full trash bags of things to take to Mieser's this afternoon. I have a radio show at 2:30 so I'm going to drop them before hand. I've found that I have a bit of a hording problem when it comes to journals... especially book journals. I have like ten blank ones that I couldn't resist buying and three books that need to be sent off to be made into journals. I guess I don't feel too bad about it because I use them, adore them and I'm supporting Jacob (who is wonderful) and his recycling business. And then there's the fact that I always have an extra gift laying around that I can donate to one of the fabulous people I know. This weekend I went with my family to Denver to help Evan move into his first apartment. We went to the NEW IKEA (which was crazy and not very enjoyable because of the hoards of people pouring in... by the time we left there was a line curling out of the building into the parking garage... absolutely ridiculous. It makes me a little ashamed to be supporting them.) I guess its the only one until Salt Lake so it was quite the event. We did get Evan a nice bed that I am considering buying for myself and amused ourselves with the names of things and the directions. After building a bunch of furniture we piled back in the car and took Cottonwood pass. My time in Colorado is slowly slipping away which is really bittersweet. I am excited to see Ali and Lucy and all my lovelies back east and am hoping I can dash into Boston (which I miss already. Emerson too) while I'm there. How I'm getting back is changing once more but it may have evolved into a new road trip with my friend Dan. We'll see. I feel like it changes every .5 seconds. Anyway. I need to unstick myself from the computer and do some more practical real life things... like making some white space on my bedroom floor.

NIGHTTIME HUSH

I scraped up my leg today while hiking with my parents. I can't remember the last time I did something like this but it HURT and frankly it still does. It's actually possible for your shin to swell. But it really was a beautiful hike just outside of Redstone. Redstone has the most lovely houses, I really like it. Its been so nice to be home. I think I needed to come back here. Tomorrow is my 22 birthday. Cray cray. Oh stream of thought. I have been writing a lot of poetry lately... I'll share some soon. In the meantime I think I am going to write some mail. I'm starting to get the stream of facebook notifications of people wishing me a happy birthday. I think I'm going to try to respond to all of them. I think its the polite thing to do considering they are taking time to say it. I can take the time to thank them.

SHOPPING LIST

Super 8 Camera
Tent
Camping Stove
Sleeping Bag
Library Card

EXPLODING

My head is going to explode if I don't get off the internet soon but here is this video of a trip I shoulda, coulda, woulda be on:

Seattle from Riley Ziesig on Vimeo.

SO I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN A WHILE

Its been so long. I am now living in LA. Cray cray. I should be writing a paper, but in classic Hanna style I am spending my time on the internet. I actually don't have a ton of time, my friend Dave is on his way over. We'll drink blackberry wine on the balcony while the sun goes down. I'll be back soon.

INFORMATION

Justin

TEARDROPS

So I just found out that Justin died this morning after falling off something at his film shoot. I was wondering why Lucy wasn't getting back to me today and now I just feel terrible knowing. I don't know how they are going to be able to deal with cleaning out his room. For some reason that is what I keep thinking about, the things he left behind. But I guess that is always what you think about when someone dies because they are leaving you. Its so awful and terrible and tragic and unexpected and fucked up and weird. I was just watching a movie with him at Lucy's. I woke up to him laughing at Toy Story 3 and now two days later he's gone and I am opening a formal email from the school with the announcement of his death. I got to the part about "those who knew and loved him" before I started crying. It doesn't feel real. I already had to go through this earlier this year with Grace. That service was really hard to get through. It will never make sense, why these people I know have died. Its scary that Justin was on a film shoot. I just want to hug Lucy.

A QUICK ONE

So this video is social commentary on circumcision in South Africa (boys in south africa have to get circumcised (with a knife) in order to be a part of the community, if he's not circumcised he's seen as evil and gay.-person who commented on it).





Also! The 24 Exposures set has been posted. Go look!

INTERNET PIT STOPS

Here is:

one

two

three

four

The last two are two of my lady friends, Kristin and Sarah.

QUICKLY

So, I am now a part of a photography website called 24 exposures... here is my little profile. We choose different things to photograph each month and post them to the site. Its exciting to be a part of it, I was very flattered when they asked me to join. In other things... here are some videos and music. Classic right?





I really wish I was a dancer.

WRAP ME UP IN SUNSHINE

Super 8 Summer and September from Riley Ziesig on Vimeo.

I like that video because its super eight and its of all my friends. Riley made it. I think I really should get a Super 8 camera, especially for the road trip out to LA this summer. Oh summer, I can't wait for it to be nice out. I was imagining the last time I visited Keighley this summer when I went to a park near her house and sat in the shade of a tree. It was hot out but the shade made things comfortable. No one else was in the park with me and I listened to music looking up at the clouds and the leaves getting lazily pushed around by the breeze. A cat came up to me while I was sitting there which was bizarre. I want to sit outside in the sun and draw like the last weekend at the castle. Or like when Kevin and I got sandwiches and sat on a blanket on the grass outside of a science fair. There were kids everywhere in white lab coats that were too big for them. I want warmth from the sun and lazy breezes and grass to sit on. We've had a few days where Boston pretended it was becoming Spring only for it to slap us with bone chilling cold immediately after. Yesterday was unbearably freezing. Right now I can see sunshine but I know that it is still cold out so it is bittersweet. Yesterday I was a nude model for Lucy's photo practicum shoot. There were five girls and we all got make up done to make it look like we had been beat up and abused.We had to pose in a variety of different ways including piling on top of each other, spooning in a row, lined up like sardines with plastic around us, hanging from a pipe. I get to see them in class on Thursday. It should be interesting to see how I feel with my entire class looking at me naked, but right now I feel okay about it. It was a really comfortable situation in all honesty. There was a good energy in the room and we all seemed fine with the nakedness. We all had to have our hair in pigtails with red ribbon around them and were in a open apartment with white washed walls and a wood floor. It was a open space so it was cold when we got there. There was a tiny little heater on the wall that we would all crowd around between set ups. Seeing the other naked girls crowed around the heater with red ribbon in their hair and sunlight streaming in through the window was beautiful. I really wish I could have documented that because it was a image that made me stop and think. It was really incredible to be in this situation with a group of people, some of whom I had not met yet, where we were all naked together in a room and comfortable. It was beautiful, they were all beautiful. The people photographing us kept saying so as well. So it went well and I am excited to see the end result. Actually speaking of photography, I really need to get into the darkroom and develop some film. I am just having a hard time finding the motivation with my recent cold. Blah.

SUNDAY RAMBLINGS

So last night I saw Dr. Dog at Paradise Rock Club. This was their opener: The Head and The Heart.

The Head and The Heart - Rivers & Roads (A Doe Bay Session Extra) from Sound on the Sound on Vimeo.

I'm in love with all of these people and everyone in Dr. Dog as well. It was such a good show. I bought two records. In other news I have been having internet problems. My watch instantly is refusing to work and I can't save photos off of Facebook suddenly. Sigh. I am working from 3:30 to 11:00 today and would like to be able to watch some movies. Frustrating. I spent the weekend with my loves from the castle and it was fantastic. Twiggy and I also had our first night out on the town and managed to have quite an adventure. I need to print a lot of photos for documentary photo on Tuesday and just found out that the darkroom is closed tomorrow (the entire school is off on account of the holiday.) While its nice to have the day off I was expecting to be able to use it to finish my prints. BAKHSJDHSDFIEHJKERGHSGHUES. I am going to be modeling nude for Lucy's photos tomorrow though, so at least one of us is accomplishing something. It should be interesting to see how that goes.

MATCHBOX

I just had my first documentary photo critique. You know, the one of the relationship. I think it came out well actually. And I wish I could scan these properly... but I am going to have to photo booth it.




This one shown below of my dog is for my photo practicum class.

I am really into this tumblr I found last night, beautiful images and I just want to repost them all. And Livi posted the link to this blog on my fbook and I also love it for its fantastic images.


We danced to this on Saturday night.


We made drunk mail to this on Thursday night.We dressed up as superheros for Charlie's birthday. Livi was the Hulk and I was Sailor Moon.

LIFE IS WONDERFUL (DOUBLE MEANING)

I went to the cape for a night this past weekend and it was wonderful. We looked at an old copy of Life to end the night and read ads out loud to each other after going to a funky little dive bar called the Bomb Shelter. The next day we spent our time exploring snow covered quiet places (the beach, forest) taking photos and driving around listening to Bob Dylan. Talia got the zipcar and brought me along (we visited her friend Joe). It was really fantastic. Its always nice to be in a actual house again, especially one tucked away in vegetation that has a good ambiance and is filled with good things.

COLORADO GIRLS

Via the wonderful Janine. I have been ravaging her tumblr.

HOUSEKEEPING

So my friend/roommate Christie just started a blog... and look at this post from Gabby.

I am thinking about buying a black bird camera but I cannot decide which is better to buy, an LCA or this little beauty. The black bird is cheaper but I have wanted the LCA for a while. Either way I will get it through B&H I think and use the giftcard that I got last Christmas. The other night Christie asked me what BOC stood for, after googling (essential) this was my favorite result. Just some quick housekeeping of things that I wanted to share.

COCOONED IN SHEETS

So I was looking back through this fantastic album of Carolines on fbook of the castle (Netherlands) and I just miss this day so much. I want it to happen again.


We were piled in our fort in Livi, Kris and Carol's room with blankets, scarfs, things to draw with and things to dress up in everywhere.





We were so happy. Here is a disposable of me and Kris facepainted from later in the day:


It reminds me of this fort that I stumbled on in a facebook album that looks absolutely wonderful and divine.
And of our cozy little place in Ireland:
Aside from that... it is effing cold here.

WHY I LOVE KELLY MCCABE

Here is my degree audit... General Education requirements: check. Intro to College Writing: check. Click on the photo to view it... better.

She is in charge of transfer credits at the Registrars office and she immediately counted "Intro to Fiction" as "Intro to College Writing" so I wouldn't have to take a beginning level course. I lovvveeee her. The bitch at academic advising just gave me a talk about "better planning" and told me there was nothing to do but take it. Never settle. That is what this college has taught me. Everything they told me I couldn't do... I did.

THROUGH A LENS

I've been wanting to post the opening scene to Loves of a Blonde and I stumbled across it today while looking for A Touch of Evil (which I have to watch for class but can't watch instantly netflix it... my DVD didn't arrive in time.) Anyway, I am particularly fond of the song/beginning whispered conversation between the girls.



I had my first documentary photo class today and I liked it. The professor is a really mellow guy who brought in some good photo books. I really love photo books. I end up looking over the photos a lot longer than anyone else in my class. Once I am settled into a house I will start to get some of my own, as of now... it's just not practical to be toting them from one end of the country to the other. For those who don't know here is my schedule this semester:

DOCUMENTARY PHOTO
PHOTO PRACTICUM
LIGHTING
ADVANCED CINEMATOGRAPHY

So all cameras... all production classes. That is of course as long as I can figure out this Intro to College Writing nonsense. I was told when I got to Emerson that the English class I took in high school through CU at Denver would be able to transfer and give me credit for Intro to College writing, so I took the next level writing course and skipped that. A whole lot of miscommunication and lost transcripts later... they will not let me get credit for it because it was entitled "Intro to Fiction" but it was a writing class that used fiction as things to write about. So annoying. Now I have to see what loopholes I can find so I can get the little check mark next to that requirement and graduate like I wanted to while still maintaining this schedule. I was going to sacrifice documentary photo initially if things didn't work out... but now I like it and don't want to do that. Sigh. I am a effing senior, I think that I can write in college seeing as I made it to my last semester. Anyway, our first assignment is to photograph a relationship but with a twist. We all had to draw a little slip of paper that had either R or NR on it. Real or not real. If you got R you take photos of a real relationship, it you got NR you take photos of two people who don't know each other (or who don't have a relationship together) and make it look like they do. That is the one I got, NR. It should be interesting. My mind is full of coming up with projects now. Anyway, I am going to go watch A Touch of Evil (Orson Welles, with one of the best long shots everrrr) for lighting now. I finally found it on the web.

REMINANTS OF THE EVENING

Hello lovely people who are reading this. Last night I went to Lilly's birthday party which was future themed. They had blacklight paint so everyone got their faces painted up. Here is a photo I snagged from Riley's fbook to demonstrate the blacklight bit: And here is one from Caitilin's fbook:I woke up this morning to a pile of things surround my bed, including a mug of orange juice and goldfish, a flask (its origins are unknown), half a bottle of beer with the labels peeled off, my computer paused in the middle of The Fifth Element, clothes, shoes, and glowsticks. When I came out of my room Molly and Rita laughed and exclaimed that I must have had a good night, the facepaint was still very much on my face. After a shower and brunch I went to babysit, I was covering for my roommate Christie who went home for a surprise birthday party for her aunt. The family lived on the eleventh floor of a high rise near the Pru. There were two little girls, Zoe: 4 and Lela: 2. It was mellow. When they had nap time I watched the end of Catch That Kid because Kristen Stewart is in it and she is like twelve at the time and had some string cheese.
Apparently the whole thing is on youtube. Now I am eating yet even more goldfish and having coffee.

HERE I AM

So I am back in Boston. And so far its kinda weird because none of my roommates are back yet, so I am floating around solo. I do wish that I could have flown out today and have gone skiing yesterday but oh welllll. On my flight I spent a ridiculous amount of time going through the Sky Mall catalog. It is seriously one of the most amusing things. They had a harness you could put on to pull your suitcase around which makes me wonder if anyone has bought it. (There is always skymall.com if you are looking for useful items such as a marshmellow shooter.) Who flips through and thinks that the harness is a great idea? I should have taken a copy of it to chop up. I did rip out an article from United's magazine about this artist that does knitting graffiti... she knits things to put around lampposts and such. Her name is Magda Sayeg.The guy who I was sitting next to on the flight asked me at the end what I had torn out.

I THOUGHT I COULD POST FROM THE AIRPORT BUT ITS NOT WORKING OUT

AIRPORT

AND WHO COULD FORGET ABOUT RUBY

(I am unsure of why the formatting at the bottom of that last post is messed up but no matter what I do the text is LARGE. So. Oh well.) Also, I just watched the Fifth Element, a classic and here is this:

MAKE ME SOMETHING THAT SOUNDS LIKE YOU

Zeb just sent me this completed music video and it is fantastic. The bit with the unknitting at the end... love. Anyway, it also makes me feel shitty for never finishing one of their music videos. We had some great ideas and always started to work on things and never finished... now I actually want to finish one for them.

Mornin' Old Sport - 'Cold Secret' from angelastempel on Vimeo.

I think I have become more confident with my filming abilities. The last piece that I worked on with Brian enabled me to take some shots and they came out exactly how I wanted them... the whole thing came out really well I think actually. I did most of the handheld stuff, such as the close up shot with the sunflare and the bit going on to the porch when they get ready to rob the house. Anyway, since that came out well, and my cinematography project was pretty decent, now I just want to make things and keep trying to make them turn out well. I have to babysit for a little while tonight for the Newhard kids. Hopefully that all goes smoothly, though I'm sure it will be fine. I have been learning to crochet and new knitting patterns lately. I have been having watch instantly Netflix marathons while creating things out of yarn at night. Here is the first thing I ever crocheted: Not the most beautiful thing ever, but decent since I made it the same day I learned right? Its a little ipod pouch and I am going to send it to someone. I will continue to make things to send for the people who responded to my facebook status:
I promise to send something handmade to the first 5 people who leave a comment on this here status.
So I am sending things to:
Riley
Dru
Ariana
Lorraine
Miriam
AND
Joey
Other Ariana
Livi
I best get busy making things. I love sending things through the mail. And I liked doing this because it gave me some people I never would have sent things to. Though other Ariana told me to "bring it to practice" and I have absolutely no idea what she is talking about... so now I am wondering if she things I am someone else. I don't really know her... she is friends with some of my friends and she goes to Emerson and she fbooked requested me. So maybe she thinks I am someone else? That is just weird though because there are photos of me on facebook, and it seems like she should recognize someone she practices with by their face right? Who knows. Sometimes these things happen. I, for instance, recently had a terrible incident while I was drunk and tried to continue to make out with the guy I had started to hook up with earlier in the night and climbed in bed with someone else... that was fun when I figured that one out. And it went on wayyy longer than it should have. Of course, now looking back it seems so obvious, but at the time... well I was drunk right? I guess it was just a little "love the one your with" thing. Anywayyyy. I am going to pop on to craigslist and go car shopping.

ANNOUNCING

Hello, I am back as promised, without my wisdom teeth. It actually is not effecting me that badly, (though last night was awful) with the exception of swollen cheeks: Today I ended up having a movie marathon of sorts (without intending to) with Ms. Janie Gosney. She picked me up to see an afternoon screening of the Black Swan at the Isis, which made me want to do ballet, and afterward we got drinks at a cafe. I had peppermint tea, which could be my favorite kind of tea, and she had hot chocolate. We got a call from her mom after that which resulted in me being invited to dinner (sushi!) and another movie (Country Strong, which I really didn't have much of a desire to see... but free movie, why not? It was actually different than I had anticipated.) Now I am back home for the night to read, write letters (which I have been severely slacking in... I apologize to those of you who I owe correspondence), and watch old VHS tapes. I've recently been watching the old classics I used to be way into in middle school, such as Heartbreakers and Charlie's Angels. Its weird how much I remember of them. I guess I did watch them quite a bit. I don't know if I really have much more to say right now, just wanted to say hello. Oh, but one more thing about movies... I saw Blue Valentine at Academy screenings in Aspen and really liked it. I want to date Ryan G's character. "This is how people laugh in the future: HAHAHAHA." Watch it. Then you'll get it.

ONE OF THESE DAYS SOON

Hello all. Its been a while. I am in Colorado and have to babysit pretty soon here... I always seem to run out of time even when I am not doing much of anything. I have some stories to share. I think I will save them for later though... in the meantime here are some things: I am trying to go to Thailand with Malika, Hannah, and Talia after I finish my film program and internship in LA this summer. Of course I also need to get a car for said program... so that is going to be a bit tough financially. I just got my work schedule for next semester though so that is something. I need to get a flask so I can give myself much cheaper refills when I go out for drinks which happens at least once a week on account of ladies night (Hannah Talia (and Malika when she still lived in Boston) made a point to go out at least once a week after class, which I do really enjoy, its a nice release.) Anyway, they are exciting things even though I'm a broke college student who should be concentrating on getting a job now that I am about to graduate (last semester starts half way through January.) Alright, this was brief but I must be off to play the role of mom. Here are some songs.



I went to a party right before I left Boston and they were playing Fumi Kuti when I got there and it was FANTASTIC. There was a great mood in that house. Then of course they started watching David Lynch which totally disrupted things. They did have a fire outside which was also wonderful I should note.



And finally. Malika has a blog! So read it here.