the surfaces bare

Hi there.

I thought I’d let you look around my apartment today. A behind-the-scenes tour, if you want to call it that.

You’ve seen parts of my place all dressed up — covered with nice napkins and dishes, piles of forks and mugs of coffee, purposely haphazard pieces of parsley and slices of orange —  but I figured I’d take a step back, maybe two, and lay the surfaces bare.

The light in my apartment isn’t great, so I find myself chasing the sun most days.

Here’s where I take most of my pictures. It’s an old, stained microwave cart on wheels.

 I often drag it over to the window and cover it with a big white napkin. The napkin is rarely ironed.

Speaking of the window, I leave a lot of things on the sill to cool.

Somethings I take things outside to the balcony.

This is my table.

If you squint, you can also catch a glimpse of my chairs — six in all, three pairs, each pair a different design. There are the tall ladder backs with slats. The short ladder backs with round rungs. And the woven backs.  My sister bought them for me.

This is my lens. It was my first macro – a 35 mm. The photo’s taken with the lens, my fancy macro – a 50 mm. See the bokeh? Hello bokeh!

Here’s my coffee table. It’s big. Three-feet by three-feet by two-feet big. Which I hear is just about the same size as Deb Perelman‘s kitchen. It also has storage.

Finally, here’s where I get some good reading in.

I had toast for breakfast.