I have my very first solo art show. A selection of my photography is hanging at Cafe Paradiso in Urbana. It will be up until April 11. Go check it out!
Several people expressed interest while I was hanging my work. Hopefully plenty more do as well!
My Art Show
I have my very first solo art show. A selection of my photography is hanging at Cafe Paradiso in Urbana. It will be up until April 11. Go check it out!
Several people expressed interest while I was hanging my work. Hopefully plenty more do as well!
There were no fences...
Yes, I'm disappointed, but I knew I'd have to say this eventually: "It's been a while since my last post." I have been so busy with teaching lately, that I haven't made time for blogging. Sure, there's plenty to blog about, but I chose not to so that I could actually survive this crazy time.
I'm currently on my spring break, so I'm much more relaxed now. I still have work to do, but I decided to leave everything behind, hop on a plane and fly to Amelia Island, Florida. My grandparents live here for four months during the Illinois winter.
This is a much needed and deserved break. It's been so relaxing, I'm not ready to go back to the real world. Luckily, I still have four days.
Today I decided to hike some trails in the middle of the island. I had no idea what I was getting into other than some exercise. When I arrived there were signs and pamphlets teaching me about the wildlife sanctuary I was about to enter. I grabbed one to read as I started walking down the trail that was about ten feet wide with tall grasses and trees on both sides. It was so thick you couldn't see through them all. While reading the pamphlet, I found several warnings: don't hike alone, bring a cell phone if possible, let people know where you are going and when you plan to come back, have ID on you, bring enough water, and stay alert for snakes, alligators and other wildlife. Then I heard rustling in the brush. Whether it was my imagination, the wind, or a creature, I was scared. I decided to go back to my car, get my license, phone and write my grandparents number on the pamphlet in case parts of my body were found half eaten by an alligator.
Too scared from the claustrophobic path I just came from, I went across the street to try the other path. This one was about ten feet wide with brush, trees and marsh on the left and a fifteen foot wide stream on the right. This path also went straight back, rather than winding, so I could always see the road where I came from.
I ended up seeing lots of turtles, beautiful birds and TWO alligators. The first alligator was small. His head was about the size of my palm, he was maybe three feet long. I saw the second alligator after the path turned so I could no longer see the road anymore. This one was bigger! Probably 2 1/2 times the size of the other. They didn't budge or seem bothered by me, but I was still frightened...remember...this was a wildlife sanctuary and there were no fences.
I'm currently on my spring break, so I'm much more relaxed now. I still have work to do, but I decided to leave everything behind, hop on a plane and fly to Amelia Island, Florida. My grandparents live here for four months during the Illinois winter.
This is a much needed and deserved break. It's been so relaxing, I'm not ready to go back to the real world. Luckily, I still have four days.
Today I decided to hike some trails in the middle of the island. I had no idea what I was getting into other than some exercise. When I arrived there were signs and pamphlets teaching me about the wildlife sanctuary I was about to enter. I grabbed one to read as I started walking down the trail that was about ten feet wide with tall grasses and trees on both sides. It was so thick you couldn't see through them all. While reading the pamphlet, I found several warnings: don't hike alone, bring a cell phone if possible, let people know where you are going and when you plan to come back, have ID on you, bring enough water, and stay alert for snakes, alligators and other wildlife. Then I heard rustling in the brush. Whether it was my imagination, the wind, or a creature, I was scared. I decided to go back to my car, get my license, phone and write my grandparents number on the pamphlet in case parts of my body were found half eaten by an alligator.
Too scared from the claustrophobic path I just came from, I went across the street to try the other path. This one was about ten feet wide with brush, trees and marsh on the left and a fifteen foot wide stream on the right. This path also went straight back, rather than winding, so I could always see the road where I came from.
I ended up seeing lots of turtles, beautiful birds and TWO alligators. The first alligator was small. His head was about the size of my palm, he was maybe three feet long. I saw the second alligator after the path turned so I could no longer see the road anymore. This one was bigger! Probably 2 1/2 times the size of the other. They didn't budge or seem bothered by me, but I was still frightened...remember...this was a wildlife sanctuary and there were no fences.
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