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| Meg Johnson by Sean Woodbury |
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Ames in August
I'm back from Ames, Iowa. I was there for a few days visiting my parents. I hadn't been back since Christmas and had a great time. I'm happy that Ames is starting to get back to normal after all the flooding. I'm hoping I'll get the chance to see my brother Alec sometime this fall. He loves Madison, but I haven't been to Iowa City in ages so maybe I'll hang out there some weekend. Here are a few pictures of me on my parents' back porch on August 19th.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
P is for...
My poem "Timber!" is in the August issue of Word Riot which just came out today.
Also, this afternoon my housemate Stacy and I were given a free piano. We didn't even have to move it ourselves. It fits quite well in our front living room. I haven't played the piano since I was a kid and Stacy never took piano lessons so mostly we've just been standing around it. But still. Who doesn't want a piano?
Also, this afternoon my housemate Stacy and I were given a free piano. We didn't even have to move it ourselves. It fits quite well in our front living room. I haven't played the piano since I was a kid and Stacy never took piano lessons so mostly we've just been standing around it. But still. Who doesn't want a piano?
Thursday, August 12, 2010
A Work in Progress (Some Choreography)
This is a video of some of the students at the dance intensive I've been teaching at this summer. I started working on this new piece of modern choreography recently and I've been setting it on the students in my rep class. The class was broken up into four groups/casts today and this is group one rehearsing what I've choreographed so far. I filmed group one twice today from two different angles. I think the first run is better visually (because of the corner I'm filming from), but the audio is messed up. The second time on this video the audio is much clearer, but I like the angle of the first run a bit more.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Summer and the One Note Symphony (My First Blog Post)
I found out today I had two new poems accepted by The Battered Suitcase. I’m very excited for those poems to be forthcoming.
I have new poems out. One poem came out in June in the online journal Blood Lotus. Three poems came out in the online journal WTF PWM earlier this month.
As usual, I’ve been teaching dance, and I feel lucky to be working with so many talented dancers this summer, especially in my repertory class.
On July 9th, I was one of the readers in the Arena Wisconsin Poetry Festival. The reading was held in the evening in a gorgeous barn and featured such a wide variety of poets that I think there were surprises for everyone who attended. I'm glad I got to be a part of it.
Edgewood just did an article/profile on me- artsandsciences.edgewood.edu -if you want to check it out. I feel grateful to have studied writing with Matthew Guenette for two semesters before transferring to Edgewood.
In June, I visited my friend Ria Misra in DC. One of the days I was there we went to some of the Smithsonian Museums. At the Hirshhorn, I really enjoyed the Yves Klein exhibition. The space was filled with paintings and sculptures by the artist. Videos of Klein and his “living brushes” performance art events were projected on a blank wall. The videos were almost life size which made me better understand the impact of the work.
What was bizarre to me was not Klein’s work, but the fact that besides Ria and I, there were only two museum goers at the Klein exhibition the whole time we were there. While I’m not sure exactly how long we were there, we certainly savored the exhibition. The other two patrons were there for only a couple of minutes. They were quiet and respectful, but zoomed right through it. With the exception of a couple of security guards, Ria and I had the exhibition all to ourselves for longer than I think anyone would ever have guessed was possible.
In sharp contrast to this, at the National Museum of Natural History’s National Gem and Mineral Collection, crowds of people swarmed around the displays which made the pace to view the minerals and especially the gems uncomfortably slow. I wasn’t sure at first how to feel when a thick crowd was circled around the Hope Diamond. It seemed so anticlimactic to me and yet tourists brought their sweaty faces near the glass case to take picture after picture. While there were some stunning pieces there, I was far more taken with Klein’s work at the Hirshhorn. Of course, if someone were to present me with the Hope Diamond I would accept it. Curse and all.
I have new poems out. One poem came out in June in the online journal Blood Lotus. Three poems came out in the online journal WTF PWM earlier this month.
As usual, I’ve been teaching dance, and I feel lucky to be working with so many talented dancers this summer, especially in my repertory class.
On July 9th, I was one of the readers in the Arena Wisconsin Poetry Festival. The reading was held in the evening in a gorgeous barn and featured such a wide variety of poets that I think there were surprises for everyone who attended. I'm glad I got to be a part of it.
Edgewood just did an article/profile on me- artsandsciences.edgewood.edu -if you want to check it out. I feel grateful to have studied writing with Matthew Guenette for two semesters before transferring to Edgewood.
In June, I visited my friend Ria Misra in DC. One of the days I was there we went to some of the Smithsonian Museums. At the Hirshhorn, I really enjoyed the Yves Klein exhibition. The space was filled with paintings and sculptures by the artist. Videos of Klein and his “living brushes” performance art events were projected on a blank wall. The videos were almost life size which made me better understand the impact of the work.
What was bizarre to me was not Klein’s work, but the fact that besides Ria and I, there were only two museum goers at the Klein exhibition the whole time we were there. While I’m not sure exactly how long we were there, we certainly savored the exhibition. The other two patrons were there for only a couple of minutes. They were quiet and respectful, but zoomed right through it. With the exception of a couple of security guards, Ria and I had the exhibition all to ourselves for longer than I think anyone would ever have guessed was possible.
In sharp contrast to this, at the National Museum of Natural History’s National Gem and Mineral Collection, crowds of people swarmed around the displays which made the pace to view the minerals and especially the gems uncomfortably slow. I wasn’t sure at first how to feel when a thick crowd was circled around the Hope Diamond. It seemed so anticlimactic to me and yet tourists brought their sweaty faces near the glass case to take picture after picture. While there were some stunning pieces there, I was far more taken with Klein’s work at the Hirshhorn. Of course, if someone were to present me with the Hope Diamond I would accept it. Curse and all.
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