I’ve always loved this photo of Sylvia Plath.
The Chef requested a homemade cheesecake for his Halloween birthday. I think it turned out alright!
I was just minding my own business while listening to The Clash and cleaning the kitchen. Then my stomach piped up and informed me that it was actually the perfect time to make Pear Apple Crisp.
Nevermind that it would create extra cleaning for me. What a jerk!
It wasn’t wrong, though.
Recently I bought the loveliest, sweetest Victorian mini-mirror.
It lives on my dresser, alongside a bunch of other pretty but almost wholly unnecessary bits and bobs.
A few days ago, I decided it would be fun to photograph images reflected in the mirror.
Quite the challenge, that.
First up? An image of myself, because it is the easiest thing to do with such a tiny mirror.
Street Scene (1926) by Stuart Davis:
We’re vacationing 50 minutes from home, in lovely and eclectic Yellow Springs, Ohio.