For many years whenever I saw a gestural or "abstract" (using quotes because I'm using it improperly but most people don't know how to use it properly) drawing I assumed that each mark was deliberate, thought out, just like a slow detailed representational drawing.

For many years I was also under the impression that music and musicians are spontaneous workers. A light bulb flips on and bam! a full song is formed and soon to be recorded perfectly with all elements from the bass line and vocals to the guitar distortion and hand clapping noise in the background.

Over the summer I found out that one of those ideas was very wrong and came to the conclusion that both are likely misconceptions. The gestural work I mistook for abstraction was actually quite spontaneous, often times taking courage and experience to get right. The music on the other hand likely comes in pieces, slowly again with lots of work and experience.

I was thinking about these two concepts again today. I wonder what else I've mixed up.

This isn't the new idea for the blog. That may or may not come whenever I have time (I love hoe decisive I am!)

Yay! I'm going to acl! wow. that's a lame post. I need to finish packing.

I have a new idea for where I want this blog to go but I won't share/start it until I have more time.

much love,

-Hannah

I want to dance. I was having a dance party in my car while driving home but alas, it was a bit unsatisfying considering I was by myself. It's always better to sing that way though, you can passionately belt out a chorus without the fear of any sort of embarrassment totally indulging in American idol fantasies! lol.

yeah, lets dance.

I love talking to people I know well. Tim and Jennifer came over before work just now and I hounded them for at least twenty minutes. It's just so nice to talk and discuss and be excited about existence. I think it's spawned from being at school so much and not seeing anyone regularly.

my mulberry tree is dying and there's no place for me in the backyard anymore.

But a cool wind has blown in and I feel alive again. Not to say I wasn't alive before but something about the world changes with the constant swirling rustle of tree branches and your hair getting swooped up the minute you step outside.

I realized why I don't post much any more. I tell all my interesting facts of the day to Allen and therefore have no need to repeat myself on here. Yay Allen!

I was awake for 19 hours yesterday. That was probably a dangerous drive home even though I had coffee I was still thinking I might fall asleep. Luckily I was following Allen so he would have seen me dangerously swerve off the road if I did fall asleep (would have been better if I could have just DRIVEN WITH HIM!) (car situations were frustrating yesterday because we met after school at the palladium for the European Film Fest and then had to go to Colleens and there was no convenient place to leave one car where we could go back and pick it up later, arg).

The European film fest (of which I only got to see ONE film :( was great!

-Hannah