Oh, hi blog. It seems I’ve forgotten about you again. You know how mad life gets when you’re traveling and working and studying and trying to have a social life all at the same time. You get me, right? No? Okay. Well, this is embarrassing.
In case you couldn’t tell from all of the other content I’ve posted on the internet since last April, I made it back from England in one piece and with a boat-load of miles on my personal odometer. I only logged more miles when I returned by shuffling between two internships in the fall at The Wilma Theater in Philadelphia and BUST Magazine in New York City. I’ve learned so much about myself and about the worlds of indie publishing and professional theatre and I’m incredibly grateful for the experience. To be honest, though, this is one of the first truly free weekends I’ve had to update you all. Oh, the life of an occasional overachiever.
Along the journey of the past few months since my last update, I got a DSLR camera (a Canon EOS Rebel t3i to be exact). I’ve been breaking it out whenever I can to hone my photography skills and capture the world around me. I figured this would be a good place to share some of my photos as well as the stories that go along with them. Eh? What do y’all think?
I’ll start with a few shots from my weekend in New York earlier last month. For one of my Christmas gifts, my parents took me to see The Book of Mormon and Once, two musicals I’d been dying to see but couldn’t afford to get to on my own. We had a lovely hotel room on one of the higher floors of the Marriott Marquis where I tested out my new macro lens on the East Manhattan skyline. On Sunday, before the matinee of Once, we headed over to Bryant Park for some brunch. It was absolutely gorgeous out and the light was pretty perfect, so I got some nice shots of the fancy buildings that surround the park. Someday I’ll win the artistic lottery and be able to afford one of those apartments. A girl can dream.
P.S. If you want to read my review of Once, you can check out Standing Room Only, my theatre blog. I hate to break it to you, blog, but I’m a blog polygamist. We can make this work.