One of the best things?
Having more in-depth access to Jonathan’s brain. He has a zealous appreciation for creativity and initiative and this leads him to know and find many things that are new to me (I live such a sheltered life). I’ve just joined a group he’s in that takes in art exhibitions at lunch times.
The latest thing he shared with me, just late last week, was Lucy Naughton’s flickr-blog. I don’t know if there’s another name for what Lucy’s put together, but that’s what I call it. She posts photos (many of them are of herself) accompanied by prose that’s often evocative and engaging. A few have nothing beyond a title; many have mini-essays.
Being in peak-grant-application-review mode + endeavouring-to-be-better-at-blogging mode at the moment, I’d only intended to skim the offerings at the flickr-blog. It proved too fascinating and I was drawn under straight away. I’m hooked.
Most flickr accounts I’ve browsed through are images only, with utilitarian captions; they serve a mostly archival function. Some have a few lines about the significance of the photo, or note the challenge/competition for which it was taken. Not Lucy’s.
There’s something very addictive about reading Lucy’s imagery and writing. I’m drawn to her honesty about life’s travails, unpacking of everyday anxieties and juxtaposition with sensuous (sometimes flagrant and exposing) pictures. Her photos are often complex counterpoints to, or triggers for, the writing that follows.
As I mentioned before, I lead a sheltered life, and am woefully unaware of much internet phenomena. The kind of thing Lucy does could be as common as dirt but, to me, it’s a fascinating personal project that I’ll be following from now on.
A few of my favourite entries so far: