Walking Westminster, Again

Walking Westminster, Again

This morning for my History of London class, we traveled yet again to the Westminster area to explore some historic sights. We focused on Whitehall and the embankment today. It was really amazing seeing the monuments to World War I and the to the women of World War II.

The river was really interesting, especially when a great deal of its history was explained. The lion pictured below is not for mooring boats, nor for decoration; it is a flood marker. The danger level depends on how high the water reaches on the ring.

I always love walking the city and learning the little stories that lurk around every corner. Enjoy the pictures below!

WWI Monument

Sunday Surprise

Sunday Surprise

In London, a surprise is waiting around every corner.

What started out as a routine trip to get groceries turned into an awesome little jaunt into the local art scene. I had gotten off of my bus that brings me close to the supermarket, Sainsburys, when I saw a poster for the Islington Contemporary Art and Design Fair. I thought that sounded pretty awesome, so I followed the signs to a local gallery/artspace.

Inside, I found a small collection of local artists selling their works from stands and explaining their work processes to anyone who was interested. I struck up a particularly interesting conversation with a local printmaker who had some amazing prints and t-shirts. I also found something else awesome in the gallery: a flyer that proclaimed that drop-in art lessons on weekday evenings were starting up soon. Even better? They are only £7, which is about what a lunch out costs. I am really excited to try out these classes and become a better artist.

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It was a great little Sunday surprise. I always am excited to find little galleries or unexpected awesomeness in my daily life around the city. It's totally worth investing a little more time and going off of the beaten path or daily routine. Though it may be overused, the often-quoted Robert Frost poem says it best, “Two roads diverged in a wood, and I/ I took the one less traveled by/ And that has made all the difference.”

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Tower Bridge, Markets, Indian Food, & Bollywood-Style Shakespeare

Tower Bridge, Markets, Indian Food, & Bollywood-Style Shakespeare

If the title didn't give it away already, I've had a fairly intensive and interesting day!

It began this morning with an informative tour of the Tower Bridge area. We explored the areas we had talked about in class, and it was easier to see how crime would have flourished in this area early on in London's history… The boats, morning fog, shipyards, narrow and winding streets, the flurrying populace, and the ever-present River Thames would have made this a criminal's paradise. On a related note, We also walked through Jack the Ripper's stomping grounds and sat in the courtyard where his last victim was found. Slightly creepy, but it was also historically thrilling to be sitting in the exact spot where history happened, walking the same stones as people in the 1800s did.

Post-tour, I hit the gym again and then went home to make a lunch of yogurt with a super wrap: pan-fried salmon filet with a few chorizo slivers, a touch of Brie, and half a bag of spinach (heat-wilted in the pan). It didn't last long.

In the afternoon, we toured a set of market areas (Petticoat Lane, Spittlefields, Bricklane) I've come to know and love for my Cultures of Empire class. It was really interesting to hear and see the layers of history that lay under the structures of today. This was especially interesting in the Petticoat Lane and Bricklane areas, where the early structures and markets were created by the Jewish population in London and today is dominated by African & Asian vendors and Indian, Bengali, and Muslim populations respectively. It is always interesting to consider what all of the areas will look like in fifty-plus years as the city continues to layer histories and cultures over time.

After the tour, I went to an Indian restaurant called Sweet and Spicy, which came highly recommended as a place for locals who want authentic food without fuss. It was amazing, definitely some of the best Indian food I've ever had, and was quite reasonable price-wise as well. I got a samosa, Sikh kebab, cauliflower curry, and two puris for under five pounds. I also snagged a medium chicken curry and a naan for an additional few pounds. I left the restaurant full and happy, with the soul-filling feeling only Indian food can deliver.

As if that wasn't enough for one day, I also made my way down to see a production of Much Ado About Nothing by the Royal Shakespeare Company. It was Bollywood-style, which was a phenomenal treat and matched my dinner quite well. It had the actors in full Indian costume and featured a few dance numbers. All in all, a wonderful show that was the perfect way to top off the evening.

 

Pictures below, per usual. Enjoy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lunchtime Experiment: Success!

Lunchtime Experiment: Success!

Today I panfried salmon for the first time on my own. I seasoned it with chili powder, pepper, garlic and rosemary. The spice combination really infused into the fish and made it extra-delicious! I read about five different articles on how best to cook the fish and good ways to serve it. With that bit of preparation done, I began to craft my lunch.

 

I started by seasoning the fish and letting the spices set while I cooked up some couscous with cilantro and chickpeas and a bit of crumbly English cheese. With the couscous done in its pot and the frying pan ready for the salmon, I lowered the fillet in gently and let the heat work its magic. At the proper point, I flipped the fish and removed the skin off of the back of the fish. I then let the fish cook nicely until it was ready, then plated it. A final touch saw me tossing some spinach into the already hot pan to wilt it and infuse it with the taste of the salmon itself. The salmon and its two sides made a healthful, delicious lunch.

 

Touring South Kensington

Touring South Kensington

Today, for my History of London class, we toured the area surrounding South Kensington and the Royal Albert Memorial. It was a beautiful day, and the area is filled with amazing museums and fun architecture. We had just studied the Great Exhibition of 1851, so seeing the area that evolved from that space was really incredible. I really enjoyed getting a closer look at the Memorial and we had an interesting conversation about its meaning and about the legacies of Prince Albert.

 

After class, a few of us meandered through some sections of the Natural History Museum. It is an amazing museum filled with incredible exhibits. I loved getting a close look at the rock formation exhibits and some extinct preserved creatures. The visit was too short to see everything, so I will definitely be returning soon!

 

I spent the rest of the day doing readings, cleaning, and general homework. This monotony was broken by a nice long run to the grocery store for dinner supplies and a relaxing bus ride home. I also finished addressing some postcards and sent them off today! More will be written this weekend, as I am riding a bus for five hours to visit Liverpool!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On Food

On Food

Food is, as should be evident, one of my chief passions in life. I love exploring different flavors and experimenting with common meals or ingredients to create something totally new. Food is an outlandishly fun medium to work with, as it allows immense freedom and expression, yet time constrains its beauty to such a short period. Thrust into England, a new culinary adventure, I have been exploring two amazing paths, restaurant exploration and home cooking. The first will be addressed at a later point (or search for the Fish and Chips Quest in the sidebar), but doing large amounts of cooking was a new experience for me. At home, usually I am either in my beloved Dining Hall, being spoiled by my parents' or grandparents' cooking, or cooking solely for myself.

 

Here, however, I am the Head Chef of our flat. (My flatmates and I worked out a mutually-beneficial deal: I cook the meals, they do the dishes that ensue.) Learning to cook for four people (and the occasional guest) each night has been a great deal of fun. Although our tools are limited, we have an amazing selection of ingredients between the various open-air markets and a large Sainsburys (grocery store) fairly nearby.

 

We take turns doing the shopping, or go in a large group together, but its always an adventure. One thing we noticed quickly was the lack of preservatives, especially in the produce. This means we have to shop close to daily for some produce, but it does mean we are eating amazingly fresh food all the time. I love doing the shopping, seeing all the fresh and varied food all around, and finding new inspiration for dishes. For example, this week, a major promotion dropped the price of Brie and Spanish chorizo a ton, so we picked up some to add to our garlic basil pesto Mac and Cheese. It was a delicious success, as the picture below may show.

 

I've also found it enjoyable to start writing out weekly menus. It helps us ensure variety and also buy just what we need to avoid wasting food. It also brings back memories of the Dining Hall, and my favorite study break of looking up the week's menu to see what foods I would be able to combine. This is one of our menus from a week ago:

Weekly Menu:

Monday: extra cheesy spinach, pesto, and chicken Mac with sliced oranges, strawberries, and avocado

Tuesday: oven pesto chicken spinach sandwiches with pasta salad(?)

Wednesday: Oven baked Parmesan chicken breast with pilaf and caprese salad (tomato, Mozzerella slices, fresh basil) and fresh bread

Thursday: Pizza! (Sausage with assorted veggies), bruschetta (as appetizer), classy cocktails (vodka sunrise- vodka, orange juice, cranberry juice)

Friday: Fried rice with large fried shrimp

 

Cooking is simultaneously exhilarating and relaxing for me. Though the sizzle of the oil and the ending rush to make sure everything is ready at the same time raise the excitement level, there is something so rhythmic and soothing about the various routines that surround my cooking; the reassuring thunk of the knife on the cutting board, the gentle murmuring of the boiling water on the stove, and the swirls of the soup as I stir put me in a relaxed state of mind. The routine clears away my day, and the meal nourishes my tired body. I'm not just learning to cook on this adventure, I'm learning about myself, and what simple things, like cooking, hold great significance in my life.

At the Store, Buying Chorizo

Buying Italian Cheese from a Market Vendor

 

Making Pizzas (P-I-Z-Z-A!)

 

Making the Mac

 

The Fabled Garlic Basil Pesto Spinach Mac & Cheese with Spanish Chorizo, Fresh Mozzarella, and French Brie

 

London Days (And Welcoming Sara to London!)

London Days (And Welcoming Sara to London!)

Today was a nice recharging day. I slept in a little, made a breakfast with eggs, smoked salmon (extremely cheap here!!!), Leister Red cheese, a baguette, oranges, yogurt and tea, then read some course readings and cleaned a little while my breakfast settled. I then went to the gym, where I got a wonderful workout in. I then dropped into Primark, which is a fashion-centric yet super frugal English clothing shop, as they just opened a new shop down the street from the gym. I snagged a new sweater and an awesome tie for under ten pounds, which is a total steal. After Primark, I grabbed pittas and tomato sauce from the grocery and some amazing pepperoni from a local Italian foodshop down the street from our flat.

I then came home and made pizzas after I skyped my family. Sara, one of my Grinnell swimming buddies, arrived from Sweden just as I was finishing making the pizzas. We had the delicious little pizzas (pepperoni, basil, spinach, and garlic) and then I took Sara out to her first English Pub! I then came home, skyped Emily, and cleaned a little more. We adventure to Kew Gardens tomorrow!

Cooking!

Sara and Me!

London Adventuring!

London Adventuring!

Today was an adventure-filled day!

After class, Grace and I decided to make the most of her last day and see lots of London.

The highlights?

We ate some awesome Indian food, explored a bit of the Tate Modern Art Museum, and climbed the over 300 steps to the top of the Monument to the Great Fire.

We ate Lamb Kalia (lamb and potatoes), Chicken tikka, Stuffed paratha, Papadum, and more at a small restaurant on Bricklane. It was amazing and so delicious! We also picked up some little desserts from a local Indian bakery, and they were another amazing taste of home.

After filling our bellies full of scrumptious food, we proceeded to the Tate Modern to explore a few exhibits. The building was massive and so impressive. It's amazing to see how much art is available to see free in this city. I love just being able to walk ten minutes and see some world-class art for free.

Post-post-modern art experience, we decided to go traditional touristy and climb to the top of the Monument. Over 300 steps later up a spiral staircase, we emerged onto the observation deck and were greeted to an amazing 360 degree view of London. It was absolutely gorgeous and totally worth the arduous climb.

We finally made it home, where I made Parmesan Chicken and some Caprese Salad. Dinner was enjoyed by all. Pictures below, per usual!

 

 

 

 

 

It's a Long Way Up…

…And Down

 

 

 

 

 

Seeing the World Through A Lens

Seeing the World Through A Lens

 

My camera has become my steady companion on this overseas adventure. As I travel through the streets of London, over its bridges and throughout its neighborhoods, I find myself looking for the perfect shot, for the little overlooked detail that no one else sees, for an image that can tell a thousand stories.

 

Though it is commonly said that photographers fall into a trap of always looking through their viewfinder and never truly experiencing the world around them, I have found that I experience the world more profoundly because I am looking for that fabled perfect shot. Because I am looking for that shot, every single moment becomes an opportunity. Every moment has so many details that could tell a story. As I look for the angle, I draw in all the details a person meandering through would miss. I see the whimsical clouds, the ornate architectural details, the characters in the teeming masses because I am looking for them.

 

Once I find a subject that calls to be captured, I can form a lasting connection to it, find its story. A building most of us walk by every single day may at first be just another old building. Upon closer examination, it yields an amazing history. Wedged in between two more modern pieces of architecture, this old, ornate apartment building has lasted through the centuries. Countless people have walked in front of its doors; the carved gargoyles have seen the city grow and change and adapt. These stories are everywhere, ready for someone to walk by and simply look.

 

My pictures, to me, form a journal richer than anything I am able to compose with mere words. There are so many nuances, so many precious details, so many indescribable feelings that my words fail to capture, or fail to succinctly describe. I cannot ever describe in words the feelings that rushed through me when I first saw the majesty of Westminster, but my photographs of Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament show the sense of awe and history that first perfect sighting evoked. I chose my angle, my focus, the composition to try to express the multitude of emotions seeing the historic building brought to me. I tried to capture everything I was feeling and seeing with the click of a shutter.

 

Because that is what it is really about, after all. Capturing a memory. This is, to me, the real virtue of living through the lens of my camera. My memories, which would otherwise fade with the passing of time, can be brought crisply back into focus by a well-shot photograph. That singular moment in time, that portion of a second which will never occur again, becomes instantly preserved with a single click. Every last detail that would escape the prose of even the greatest writer is captured and displayed. My photographs will not grow cloudy with age, they will not distort, nor disappear. They will exist as a permanent record, ready to transport anyone to the moment I pressed the shutter button.

 

This is why photographs become treasures, artifacts, heirlooms. They have power. They literally stop time, saving a sliver of the past for future generations. They can tell a story, evoke emotions without using a single word. No words are needed with the proper photograph; with some photographs, words even seem superfluous. When proper care is taken, a photograph becomes a gateway to world that will never exist again.

 

A photograph, to me, is so much more than a simple image or casual snapshot. It is literally memories made tangible and incorruptible. So while some criticize my approach to the adventure, I find living behind a lens forces me to take a closer look at the world around me. I do not lose out on the sights, the food, the stories. I capture them to share and preserve them. Already in this journey, I find myself looking back at some of the pictures I have taken. Though some of the details of my memories have already faded due to all the new things we are seeing, the photographs I have taken bring me right back. And years down the road, when they sit encased in an album on my shelf, I will be able to flip through them and instantly be brought back to this city, this amazing adventure. And that, to me, is worth taking the time to take the shot.

 

Classy Coffee Class and The V&A

Classy Coffee Class and The V&A

Today for my Cultures of Empire class, we met in a rather fun setting, a Belgian-style coffeehouse/bakery! We spent the first half of the class discussing the reading over some coffee, tea, and breads with spreads. It was a wonderfully different way to start our day, and the location made it easy to stroll over to the V&A (the Victoria and Albert Museum) one block away for the second half of class. We spent the second half of class looking at some archival pieces, prints from the Exhibition of 1851, which we had read about for class and spent the previous hour discussing. It was incredible to hold these antique, yet perfectly-preserved documents and study their details and ideas firsthand. The archive room is amazing, and I cannot wait to do some preliminary research on my free days for my potential MAP. Enjoy the pictures below!

 

A Quali-Tea Way to Start Class

 

Claire Cares for Coffee

 

A Unique Classroom Setting

 

The Archived Collection Cover

 

Detail From a Print

 

The Class Studies the Prints Firsthand