A View From A Kitchen is a series on what meets our eye when we look up from our dirty dishes or half-full coffee cup.
Florence
What possessed me at 9 or 12 to snap square pictures of our home?
But a brief moment and quick snap of a mundane occurrence now remembers how Florence practiced her cello in the kitchen by the old radiator in front of the view that looked out on tougher projects and the playground under the old bridge.
The First Performance at the Provincetown Playhouse : A Milestone in
American Theater
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In 1918, a small but revolutionary event took place in the heart of
Greenwich Village, forever changing the landscape of American theater. The
Provinceto...
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3 comments:
Haunting. Premonition? That yellow color so like a dream....
Polaroid evokes the idea of memory best, I think.
It's those mundane scenes that seem to hold the most memories...and the power to transport us back to another time and place. Nice post.
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