Still in jolly old England for the moment. Since I last checked in, I’ve spent plenty more time in Oxford and also hopped a plane for Paris and spent a lovely weekend with my husband there. Paris makes London seem inexpensive, so there’s that. But otherwise, it was quite impressive, if not overwhelmingly “romantic”, as the books and movies and such would have you believe. It’s nice to be back “home” anyway, at Oxford. George expressed regret that we didn’t take a side-trip from Paris, to complete the trip-ception (I do hope some of you are picking up on this reference.)
In case you are not buddies with me on the Facebooks or – gasp – perhaps friends with me in real life, you may not know that I’m in the midst of a month-long trip to England. So far I find the country expensive, accessible, unfashionable, storied and quite rainy. Perhaps you think it’s unfair I call England unfashionable, but really it makes me much more comfortable wearing my normal stuff around since everyone else also looks a mess. British people also tend to have, on average, much weirder hair than Americans. I like that.
I spent the week at Spencer Lum‘s photography workshop. I’m going to write more about it later, but I’m too excited about everything not to share at least one image. I’d never done a photography intensive before, unless you count double-headers – and you shouldn’t, because you present so much of what you shoot. This was three full days of shooting, pared down to eight images. Of course, the most time for me was spent trying to find something worth showing – to find something I could put my name on. It was really hard, and really rewarding. I’m very excited to share the full set with you, but I think I’m going to wait until Spencer puts all the images together so we can be presented as a group. In the meantime, here’s a teaser…