Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
No these are not new photos of my apartment. It just so happens that I have a post helping with Tenement Talks at the Lower East Side Tenement Museum. This job also has me working in the Museum Shop a bit which I love as the book selection is a treasure trove and when we get school field trips I get to help tons of little one's count their balled up dollar bills. It is devastating when they don't have enough money for tax and unfortunately I can not afford to buy all of New York's elementary school system a present. It is fortunate when French women ask me to point out in their palm what a dime or a quarter is. This makes me feel prepared for any snippyness I may encounter on my first trip to Paris...whenever that may be. As for events, the highlight thus far was a reading by Erin Einhorn for The Pages In Between. Aside from the brilliance of the story itself, Einhorn was introduced by Ira Glass of NPR who featured her story on an episode of This American Life. Glass was kind and gracious, refusing to take a chair when he realized there were not enough and that I had no place to sit and was wearing a dress. He insisted on sitting on the floor and stayed after to shake hands with the impressive turnout of NPR followers. Einhorn's story is of her parents. Her mother, Irena, was born in the Jewish ghetto of Bedzin, Poland, in 1942. A year later, as Irena's parents were being sent to concentration camps, her father made a deal with a Polish woman to hide young Irena in exchange for all of his property. Irena's mother died at Auschwitz, but her father survived, and returned for Irena after the liberation. Once re-united they immigrated to America. The story continues as grown Einhorn goes to Poland to find her grandfather's house, hoping to meet the woman who hid her mother and from there we witness a world of modern Polish-Jewish relations as she tries to thank the Polish family who hid her mother, even if they did it merely for money.
All photos have been pulled from http://www.tenement.org as there are stringent preservation codes that prevent me from having a post work photo shoot.
Posted by kfw at 4:42 PM
It's pretty obvious I have slipped in the regularity of my entries. In no way was I short of ideas as I kept a running sticky note on my laptop of everything to be covered from Thanksgiving to now. Why then on the absence? Oh, it's only fair to point toward this MFA degree and the simple fact that after composing weekly assignments for workshop I had little creative energy for Miniature America. Here and now, I am prepared to slowly tackle that sticky list. Here's to hoping that the entries to follow find themselves more lyrical than this one has been so far.
What could be a better place to begin than Thanksgiving? A day of feasting and merriment spent in the company of very new friends. My college pal Lydia Anderson Tarnell introduced me to the lovely Molly Donahue, fellow blogger and Love Story front woman, who co-hosted with her man a party that was a brisk ten minute walk from the castle. Naturally I attended and had my cards read by Jess Larabee, front woman of She Keeps Bees. No the guitar was not slung out in heavy rotation but the eating was non-stop courses from mid day till the evening. Gone was the let's all gather round the table and in it's place was a fend for thyself plate piling. I was enjoying fried turkey tenders while getting my cards read and learning from Jess that a "death" card isn't worth fretting over. All it means is that something in my life is dying but soon it will be dead. That isn't bad if the said thing dying is the mouse that likes to live in my building or that 2.5 month cough that pulled a rib and is now utterly and thankfully gone. I'm going to assume that the latter was my higher blessing and that you now would love to see a pie I baked over a month ago.
Posted by kfw at 3:45 PM