Ducks in A Row

Excuse the saccharine image, but I have good reason to be chuffed and post image of baby ducks in rows. In my long hiatus from posting I have

  • sublet my apartment
  • quit my job
  • bought a plane ticket to Saint Maarten
  • all the while enduring horrible travel ordeals to spend Thanksgiving with my boyfriend’s family, only to rush home yesterday and spend it packing up all our personal possessions, in order to put them in storage before the subletters move in tommorow morning

It’s all worked out so well so quickly I’ve hardly thought anything through. That’s not exactly true, of course; I had been trying to move to the Caribbean for the winter ever since my boyfriend’s was approved to work remotely. But nothing was working out until last Tuesday morning, and now suddenly I have a whole new adventure ahead of me.


We’ll be there until March. I’m going to focus on my writing. I plan to finish my novel and start sending out query letters. I also am going to do some travel blogging, and hopefully scour up some other freelance opportunities. It’s a pretty amazing opportunity, even aside from the beaches and sun. That’s kind of like the icing on the cake.

I feel very, very lucky.

Something Weird This Way Comes

Ah, love that title. It’s from my new article on the Tim Burton at MoMA exhibition up on Blogcritics. To wit:

It certainly must feel strange for an isolated kid from the suburbs of California to have hundreds of his drawings and objects ensconced in an exhibition at the Museum of Modern Art in New York. No less so because he is known for his films rather than his drawings. Yet if the opening crowds are anything to judge by, most museum-goers are nothing but thrilled to see this exhaustive exhibition of 700+ works related to Tim Burton’s career. The crowds are right, for the same aesthetic binds Burton’s early work to his later films.

Face the crowds you must, if you want to wander through the strange byproducts of Burton’s imaginative mind. MoMA created a great entrance: through the mouth of a monster you enter a black and white striped hall lined with TVs playing a series of Stainboy animations. Then you enter a dark room where a carousel turns to creepy carnival music and glow-in-the-dark paintings on black velvet stare out at you. Next you enter the well-lit, white-walled galleries of MoMA – but even here things don’t return to normalcy. The walls are filled with hundreds of sketches of monsters and people on everything from canvas to cocktail napkins.

Rest here.

And a happy weird Tuesday to you all.

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Tim Burton at MoMA Opens

So you can expect the crowd to be double the size of the one pictured above, of people waiting for the Tim Burton book signing from Wednesday. From what I saw over the weekend, this is going to be a very popular exhibition.

Tim Burton did this great ad for his show at MoMA (although I’m a little unsure where MoMA would advertise). Luckily it’s up through April, so if you want to see it you can wait until the crowds die down a little.

Exhibition entrance