April shows us that even when the weather lets you down, choice vocabulary will always have your back. So please, won’t you indulge in using the word “dreary” at least once a day every day for the rest of this dreary-ass month?
Completely, rudely ignoring, of course, the importance of this rain for daffodils and electrically green grass in May. And the wonder of those plush, sunny days that start to pop up once, and again, and then over and over and over. I love how tulips wait, wrapped snug in on themselves until suddenly—they fall open and bare everything, petals floating off the stem and polleny insides sprinkling about. I feel New York like that right now. Bundled, almost ready to tumble out of itself in spring’s warm glow. I’m so excited to experience this change.
The photos from my most recent film tell an old story, though, all about winter. I have some favorite shots to share with you. There was a lot of crap on this roll, too. One might say a masterclass on underexposure…
I’m learning. Here are some of the more polished scenes from my winter photos.
I noticed something in 2021, and now that I’m feeling it again in 2022, I wonder if it will be a thing I keep with me for a long time. It’s this sense of deep nostalgia for the very first covid times. Not really a loving nostalgia. Just a strong, unshakeable remembering of the springtime isolation we all experienced in 2020. That’s when I made a routine of long solo walks that I still keep, and learned the fun of a porch beer on those first 60 degree days. The soft thread of my lightweight sweatshirts reminds me of when I wore the same three things on rotation. Cold, damp mornings draw forth the hours I spent sitting under the rainy skylight in Sarah’s room finishing term papers.
I suppose eventually new spring memories will collage over the quarantine ones. But for now, these things feel so essential to spring and its change, and it’s just odd because, I don’t know, covid has been odd. To say the absurdly absolute least.
I hope very soon the sun falls warm on your face and makes everything feel a little calmer and better. We all deserve it!
More pictures and music and chit chat soon. Love and love and love you, MK