"Our job is to record, each in [her] own way, this world of light and shadow and time
that will never come again exactly as it is today."
~Edward Abbey
Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ocean. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Epic, Dude.

Lest you think that all I do is sit around moaning about my PhD, taking artsy pictures and writing melancholy, introspective drivel, let's have a change of pace.

A week and a half ago, I had my first surfing lesson. My friend informed me that I had no idea how lucky I was, that the conditions were "epic" and I wouldn't see anything like it for years. And it truly was a gorgeous, sunny, 70 degree January day in La Jolla. The waves were 10 feet according to the surf report, although some of them looked much larger than that to my terrified newbie eyes. He was kind/wise enough to take me down the beach from the big swell, where I could attempt to wobble to my feet on the longboard in 3-4 foot surf rather than getting clobbered/killed by the big waves.

Surfing is HARD WORK, did you know it? "Paddle, paddle, paddle!" I'm in reasonably good shape, but by the end of the session my shoulders and back felt like noodles. I did manage to catch several waves, and even get to my feet on two of them! (Although I am told that I need to practice my "pop-up" skills.)

It was only when I peeled off my wetsuit back at the condo that I discovered the epic bruise. Either the edge of the board or one of the fins had made serious contact with my thigh, leaving a pale impact line flanked by dark purple half-moons. I love a good (non-serious) injury when I've been doing something active. Road-rash/bruising/a little swelling--it's a souvenir, something I can show off to my friends as a visual aid to a good story.

Over the next week it darkened and morphed into a slightly strange shape, although you could still see the line through the middle of it between the purple edges. When I showed it to the surfer last weekend, he was duly impressed. But upon closer inspection, he was amazed. "It looks JUST LIKE the Billabong logo!" he said. A quick internet search confirmed that he was exactly right. Surf company logo bruise from a surfing lesson. How poetic is that?

Bruise:



Billabong logo:



He suggested that I send the picture to the company to see if they'll give me some free stuff.

And because I was bored, I enhanced it with a Sharpie in case it wasn't clear enough before:

Read more...

Friday, January 15, 2010

Monochrome





I'm having one of those days where I question my sanity.

Read more...

Thursday, December 3, 2009

So I actually have to post stuff here, it doesn't magically happen?



I've been working very hard this week to be a good graduate student--staying late, getting and reading papers, catching up on my lab notebook, etc.

I want to graduate. I need to graduate. You have no idea. I have been struggling with major research burnout this year, but now the fear is beginning to kick in. The fear is a major motivator for me. Crunch time is where I thrive. It's December already? BRING IT ON, BITCHES. This PhD is gonna be mine.

Read more...

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Horizon



The light was amazing that day.

Read more...

About Me

Once upon a time, I blogged. I was married, we lived in an adorable house with our adorable pets. Gradually I stopped writing. Abruptly I stopped being married. The pets went with my ex. Suddenly I found myself in the midst of months of painful, frightening, sometimes exhilarating, transition.

I am still not entirely clear of the rocks.

But I am beginning to see the other side.

  © Free Blogger Templates Photoblog III by Ourblogtemplates.com 2008

Back to TOP