Mixed Feelings

I'm sitting in the back room of studio, looking out at Campo de Fiori, listening to the constant hum of conversation and music. And I can see into someone's window. It's their dining room; the family is having dinner together. Dessert, I guess I should say. There are a lot of wine bottles in the middle of the table, and raucous laughter fills the air that doesn't reach me. One of the windows above gives me a view of someone in their living room, reading a book on a couch. So quiet, even though my line of vision is interrupted by sound waves from Campo.

Off in the background, I see tables set up outside of a restaurant in one of the streets, not even three doors away from these apartments. It's so strange to see this; I sometimes forget that there's such a thing as an intimate family setting in Rome. I've never experienced it.

I do miss the family setting, though. My own family, of course.

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Project 3 has just about reached its midway point, with Part II of III being due on Thursday afternoon. First, we carefully reproduced a palazzo facade. Now, we're in the analytical stage: by just looking at the facade, we must sketch on our boards, on site, and also use other media. Ideally, we would visit our sites since most of these palazzi are existing. My particular building, Palazzo Borghese (not Villa), is still the family's home and is not open to the public. Usually. Once in a while, they may open their doors and allow visitors to enter the courtyard and select rooms. Unfortunately, today was not my day. So here I am, sitting in the back room of studio, looking at my rendered facade, using it as a basis.

And blogging...

Half of my board is filled at this point. I would like to be further than this, because I see this part of the project as a sketchbook page. But my sketchbook pages aren't even 1/4 the size of this sheet, so I find myself hesitating to draw bigger.

I need to learn sometime, though, right...?

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About one more month to go. I have mixed feelings about the end of this semester.

and when i'm gone...

please speak well of me. - the weepies

i've been away

a year and a day.

you recognized love

after the fact.

you did what you did,

and that was that.

don't say words that you don't mean.

and when i'm gone, please speak well of me.

looking back now,

i only wish i had been kinder.

did i ever know love?

and could i have been blinder?

don't say words that you don't mean.

and when i'm gone, please speak well of me.

don't hold back all your love,

or someday.....

i would say that i'm sorry

if it would do any good.

but to never regret

means you have to forget,

and i don't think that i could.

don't say words that you don't mean.

and when i'm gone...

please. speak well of me.

Wah-oh!

While I'm working on my history project, here is the final product of the photography workshop with Stanley this past week! What a fun project; I want to do it again.

In fact, I took a series of pictures around and on Tiber Island after leaving studio early this afternoon. I think I know what I'm going to do later. :)

Lisa, Corin, and I enjoyed this project a lot. Ours may not be the most architectural, but it focuses more on the experience of Via del Corso as a lively, colorful street that connects two major sites, Piazza del Popolo and Piazza Venezia, with Basilica San Carlo in the middle, our starting point. Just as we experienced a lot of funny and unusual things on our trek, our slideshow is full of humor and little dedications to memorable strangers here and there.

Did everybody say what a good day that it was

For everybody who said what a good day that it was?

Did they smile 'cause they liked it?

Did they smile 'cause they liked it?

Did they?

Wah-oh!