where can i go?

December 30, 2011

thank you, Grandma Aggie

i saw this beautiful bag in my grandmother's closet and decided that it had to be mine.
a few days later (thanks to my mother telling my grandma about my new found love) she gave it to me.

she got it twenty years ago.




December 28, 2011

ghana iii



papa







sister looking at the view from grandmama's house in Kwabeng


grandma maggie's cocoa plant- an uncle broke it in half against a rock and we had the opportunity to taste the sweet cream that coats the inside




the inside of the cocoa plant


papa


papa


sister a little upset after the keys had been locked in the car.


sister at an uncles house where we spent the night



view from grandmama's backyard


a collection of old photographs of past chiefs in our family at a grandmothers house.

December 22, 2011

ghana ii

on thursday we went to visit my grandmama's cloth shop in Makola (dunno hot to spell it). Makola is basically like a market that runs every day and sells EVERYTHING. you can buy clothes, food, travel bags...dish washing soap, hangers, pillows- everything.


somalian beggers on the side of the road. so small and cute that you feel so bad for them but they can take everything from you in the blink of an eye.


mum taking a quick nap after a very long day while waiting for our take out.


aunt and sister


little nanas palying across granmama's stall






sister, granmama and mum


beautiful fabric in gramama's stall


sister fixing cloth
 

deep deep in makola




the end

December 11, 2011

bedroom hyms



"Held your standards close to heart
But late one night you threw them down
Simple promises you said you'd never break
But now you have

All throughout the morning though
I'm begging no
Your lips they stay perfectly still

Still... still...

Did he fill the empty spaces
Was he everything I'm not?
There's no force behind my mouth
But in just three words
He brings you down

There's a movement
Out the door
I swear but no
Your lips they stay perfectly still

Still... still... still..."






lyrics: Still by Bombay Bicycle Club

p.s: take time to hear/see the tender beauty if this song under "watch"

well, hi there!





minki and i were on holiday and went to go watch people play things (columbus, shortstraw) at Unit 11, go to the "come together" page or click here to see them..the pictures that is.