Life stories and history roundup post!
Hello, all! I blinked, and suddenly it's nearly February. It's scary how time flies. (Or flees from my grasp?)
This semester has been crazy theory-based, but I have one less gigantic research project to write than I did last semester, so there is that... though scrambling to apply for internships feels like a whole new class in and of itself.
I've been feeling incredibly restless because I stopped bikin everywhere as soon as the snow and ice came in earnest at the beginning of December (it doesn't matter if it's -20C if the bike paths are clear, but as soon as there's snow, that's enough of that), so now I feel absolutely lazy. I've taken up a twice-monthly free yoga class offered by the grad student's association, which is now one-third history people because w stick together, but it's not quite enough. Sprinting for the bus and/or waiting and shivering in the cold for fifteen minutes when you invariably miss it isn't the same thing as powering up the hill and being at the archive in fifteen minutes. :P
BUT all is not lost. The canals have been freezing over properly in the last week or so because of the sudden dip in temperatures, and I've been following the ice conditions avidly on the modern miracle that is the internet. As of this morning, all sections of the canal system are open for skating with fair conditions.
This means that I'm going to break out the skates and start ice skating to university along the frozen canals I am Canadian
In other news... I have sort of been updating my research blog, mostly because I'm thinking about this kind of stuff anyway and it helps me work through my thoughts on certain subjects. Here are some of the highlights:
How to describe photography in 1838 to someone who's never heard of the concept. Surprisingly poetic!
Edwardian street life, in video and photos.
Inspiration from the trenches, about a First World War soldier's notebook I had the opportunity to examine and photograph at the Canadian War Museum's archive last November.
One of the greatest plagues of modern travel... Edwardian bitching about packing too much. (I have heard from an insider source that this quotation, which appeared in the research essay I wrote for the Canadian Museum of Civilization, may be appearing in their 2014 Empress of Ireland exhibit!)
A soldier's day - a musical parody of camp bugles, recorded in 1918.
This semester has been crazy theory-based, but I have one less gigantic research project to write than I did last semester, so there is that... though scrambling to apply for internships feels like a whole new class in and of itself.
I've been feeling incredibly restless because I stopped bikin everywhere as soon as the snow and ice came in earnest at the beginning of December (it doesn't matter if it's -20C if the bike paths are clear, but as soon as there's snow, that's enough of that), so now I feel absolutely lazy. I've taken up a twice-monthly free yoga class offered by the grad student's association, which is now one-third history people because w stick together, but it's not quite enough. Sprinting for the bus and/or waiting and shivering in the cold for fifteen minutes when you invariably miss it isn't the same thing as powering up the hill and being at the archive in fifteen minutes. :P
BUT all is not lost. The canals have been freezing over properly in the last week or so because of the sudden dip in temperatures, and I've been following the ice conditions avidly on the modern miracle that is the internet. As of this morning, all sections of the canal system are open for skating with fair conditions.
This means that I'm going to break out the skates and start ice skating to university along the frozen canals I am Canadian
In other news... I have sort of been updating my research blog, mostly because I'm thinking about this kind of stuff anyway and it helps me work through my thoughts on certain subjects. Here are some of the highlights:
How to describe photography in 1838 to someone who's never heard of the concept. Surprisingly poetic!
Edwardian street life, in video and photos.
Inspiration from the trenches, about a First World War soldier's notebook I had the opportunity to examine and photograph at the Canadian War Museum's archive last November.
One of the greatest plagues of modern travel... Edwardian bitching about packing too much. (I have heard from an insider source that this quotation, which appeared in the research essay I wrote for the Canadian Museum of Civilization, may be appearing in their 2014 Empress of Ireland exhibit!)
A soldier's day - a musical parody of camp bugles, recorded in 1918.