Friday, April 29, 2011

Subways

I have an affection for subways. They completely fascinate me.

Start with the maps. All the lines, crossing each other, along side each other, different colors, different directions. So organized. So well planned (I'm sure some would argue with that). Each station listed. It's a work of art really, modern art. I'm totally into geometric shapes when it comes to art. Simple. Clean.

The subway itself is so interesting to me too. Something about knowing that I can go clear across the city with someone else driving me. Expectations defined and delivered. Stations crawling with people. Thousands of people. People watching at it's prime. Every race, nationality and fashion representation present. Waiting. Waiting for the doors to open. Standing like a statue so the exiting groups have to move around them. Wanting to be the first to board so they can get a seat. Keeping to themselves, plugged into their iPods, reading a book or the paper, politely ignoring the stranger next to them. No one talks. Quiet except for the screech of the metal of the wheels against the track. Bodies moving in unison to the turns and bounces the train suggests. It's like being alone in a room of 100 people.

My first experience was the NYC subway. All of about 5 minutes, I had no time to be mesmerized. My addiction came when I experienced the Paris metro. Each station beautifully decorated, street musicians playing their instruments so it echoed down the tunnels, Parisian men with babies and strollers seemed so out of place but not really. I brought a metro map home and had it framed.

I found this book in Boston. You know I'm in love.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Share Your World With Me

What is it about sharing our world with others that's so attractive to some?

As I read through blogs online, I see that people will share anything and everything with anyone that will listen: Kids, family, dogs, cooking, dating, husbands, work, neighbors, sports, gardening, boredom, crafts, drinking, grades....

It's fascinating to me. I'm a little bit jealous. I tend to keep my "going's on" private. Private being defined as known to me, my family, my friends, my boyfriend, my kids, and my co-workers. I certainly try to keep my opinions a bit tampered (but that some time's doesn't work). Even Facebook and Twitter get a "brain to keyboard filter". Some people should really learn that discipline.

I'm a sucker for the blog titles. People are so clever sometimes (this doesn't apply to the million and a half "The Thomas Family Blog" that are nothing but pictures of cute, adorable kids and puppies). I'll read through just based on the blog title if it's snappy enough.


OK, off I go. I set up my blog (this is it!) thinking surely I have some witty commentary and stories to share with others (stay with me, I do). I spend time with the design, too much time as I feel like it's as much about trying to define my personality as it is to pick a groovy background. I come up with a catchy title, something that will provide a summary of the contents to which you will be subjected. I think I succeeded. You can tell me later. I've got lots to say.

drumroll..........