Hi. I’m Susannah. I like to cook big dinners and sing songs about heartbreak and have fresh flowers in jars all around. On that note I like those necessary expenditures that makes you think you aren’t grown up at all and proof that you are all rolled into one (see also: wine delivery and maple cotton candy). I like to play music and listen to the radio and have adventures and stay home. I like it when I have several of something and can put them all in one place labeled with contents (scissors, thread, polaroids, leotards, funny hats, serious hats, etc.) I like it so much when people lend me books but I can never get them back without having marked the pages with tears or red wine or truffle oil (sorry, Brooklyn Public Library). I like to have a lot of funny instruments in my house and keep them out so anyone can just play them (come over for a miniature-piano-melodica-autoharp-accordion session whenever you’d like!). I like old clothes and the stories behind them and I like finding treasures in the pockets of things. I also like leaving treasures in the pockets of things. I like green apples and spanish marzipan and coffee and whiskey and about a million other things. I wish I could draw, but I’m happy I can sing, I wish I took better photographs, but I’m happy I have a bunch of lovely friends with good cameras, excellent eyes, and big hearts, I wish I could dance, but I’m happy to dance nonetheless. That last part was pretty cheesy. I’ll see if I can find some photos of me trying to dance and you’ll get the picture (or maybe it’s like “party bigfoot” only ever talked about and never caught on film- fingers crossed).
Oh! One more thing: Feather by Feather. A sweet little french saying goes: Petit à petit l’oiseau fait son nid. This very roughly translates to: Feather by Feather, the bird builds its nest.
Feathers, twigs, twine. Laughter, food, love.