We moved to Washington D.C. in August for Andrew to attend Law School and are just barely finding time to start exploring. With school taking up all of Andrew’s waking hours, work and the gym for me, and adulting (don’t even ask how many hours we spent at the DMV in the past two months to get everything switched over….), we haven’t had a whole ton of time to explore our new home for at least the next three years (barring possible summer internships elsewhere).
We’ve been stealing moments here and there to explore our neighborhood (Glover Park), the hill, and all the beautiful places outside D.C. One of our first Sunday’s here we took an afternoon walk to the National Cathedral – we had consistently been passing it on our way to other places and I kept on commenting on how it made me homesick for Paris to see a cathedral, and that we needed to explore! We happened to catch the gardens in full bloom, and I’ve been aching to go back since that first trip.
I love street art — I think it comes from my love of contemporary France, breaking from the traditional, proper France that I learned about all through junior high and high school.
I often make The Husband walk around random parts of town with me in an attempt to find cool art — something that we’ve both grown to love as a great bonding time for us, and is sadly growing less common with the onset of winter….
In other words, I defended my thesis this week and officially passed with flying colors, making me Master Katherine (Mistress sounds too much like I’m doing something covert between the covers with someone else’s husband…). Best. Day. Ever.
, Grad School
, Life in France
, Street Art
, The Husband
All I wanted to do for my birthday this year was to see the Tour Paris 13.
For those of you not up on your Parisian pop culture, the Tour Paris 13 was an amazing art project that was sponsored for the month of October and then promptly demolished. An old building in the 13e was turned over to 80+ graffiti artists, transforming the old space into something entirely new and different for Paris. The exhibition was only open for 30 days, following which the building was destroyed to make way for construction.
Because of our schedules earlier on in the month (read: me having to finish my thesis) we were only able to go to the Tour on the last Saturday that it was open. Bad. Idea. Although I was able to get some great shots of the building from the outside, I was unable to enter! Why, you ask? It may have had something to do with the lines for the exhibition being on average 12 hours long for the last 2 weeks of the exhibition….
While I think this will forever be one of those things that I kick myself over, I’m glad I at least got to see this amazing building from the outside. It’s not often that something this “new” makes its way to Paris, so it was a welcome sight for me in the fact that it definitely reminded me of some of the street art back home. Not to mention the front of the building, which you’ll have to check out for yourself!
Although I didn’t get to enter the building, the outside view made this a birthday to remember!
, Grad School
, Life in France
, Nuit Blanche
, The Husband
I’ve been overwhelmed lately, as has everyone it seems. Sometimes life just gets the best of us and things like journaling (thats what this blog is for me) get put by the wayside. But, in my absence I was successfully able to do another full read-through of my thesis, edit the whole thing (again), make some final changes, and turn that baby in once and for all! I now only have my defense left before I emerge a true Master! We also had two birthdays last week in our tiny studio, as well as me reading my first book for fun since starting grad school one year ago. I may have spent all weekend in bed reading after turning in my thesis and successfully finished 2.5 books. So kill me. It was amazing.
Anyways, a few weeks ago we had the awesome opportunity to go to our second Nuit Blanche here in Paris. This is always one of my favorite nights of the year and I spend way too much time reading the huge city guide that the Mairie puts out so I can try to catch everything I want to see. Alas, rather than seeing all the approximately 150 exhibits I wanted to see, The Husband, me, and our recently married friends the Baguettes hung out at Pizza Hut for most of the night. Mr. Baguette was hungry, and just had to choose the sit down pizza joint. Good company and great conversation made the non-artsy part of the evening my favorite. We did see three things though, and three is better than none! I count this as a win!
The Husband and I started off our evening with a picnic on the Seine and a walk around the quartier before meeting up with the Baguettes.
Stay tuned for the actual artsy part of the evening!
I’ve been absent lately, but not without good reason. Over the past month, I have written over 100 pages of my thesis in order to finish it, and am now in the process of editing — down to my last 15 pages. All this so in preparation for vacation time, starting tomorrow in England! So, it’s not that I don’t have plenty to blog about, because trust me, I do (including the Tour de France that we went to over a month ago!), its just that I have been far too busy with every waking moment of my life working on a thesis as well as visa problems. Lucky for you, my brain is mush and I needed a 5 minute break so I decided to share this video that The Husband put together of how we’ve been getting around Paris this past month. Lucky us, our friends went out of town for a month and left their Vespa with us! Unfortunately we had to return it this morning after I went to get my new titre de séjour, but we’ll always have the memories!
Stay tuned for a lot of catching up and our trip to England as soon as I finish up these last 15 pages!
Last week I walked in my graduation ceremony. I say walked because they made it more than clear that I was not actually graduating, as I still have my thesis left to write (due September 1st). If you’ve known me for any length of time, you know of my burning hatred for graduation cap and gowns. The funny part is that they look even sillier when worn en masse here in France, as French people don’t do graduation ceremonies or have the whole cap and gown thing. Woe is me. Now, check out how amazingly unflattering these things are!
Also, please ignore the woman in the first photo. This wasn’t actually supposed to go up, as it was just a photo to test out the iso, but I wanted to give you guys an idea of how amazing the venue was! Théâtre du Châtelet — I can’t wait to go there and see a play someday now!
I’m a fake Master now!
I thought I would share some photos of one of my final projects with you guys today — check them out!
The assignment was to put up street art in Paris, making a statement while contributing to the long history that Paris has regarding art/posters on the streets as a way of communication. Hard to believe I’m doing a Masters that has absolutely nothing to do with art, huh?
Just to be sure I looked innocuous, I put these up on my way to church this morning — in my pencil skirt, red lipstick, fancy shoes and everything.
The Husband and I definitely have the bug now, this was so much fun! Heres hoping we are creative enough to actually think up something cool and glue it up over the summer!