I picked up a Joan Didion anthology that I hadn't opened in a while. It's a massive collection of her stories and articles. I can't say why, but her writing resonates deeply with me. Even though she writes about worldly, often political topics, the pieces are always balanced with a real life sense of the mundane. Her attention to detail delights me...from her descriptions of what it's like to drive around L.A., to the strange juxtaposition of the Cal Berkeley campus and what is Telegraph Avenue (granted, the piece I read yesterday was written in the early 90's...), to what she has had to eat or what's in the refrigerator. Maybe it's because a lot of her work is about California...L.A., the bay area, Sacramento. I recognize so much. There's just something about the way her mind works.
I'm not a literary aficionado. I can't pick up just any book and read away. There has to be a certain quality to the writing that draws me because I can relate to it. It could be I'm just impatient, my mind races ahead. It could be I'm looking for some kind of comfort or security. Whatever it is, I certainly find it in Didion's work.
And speaking of the mundane...more images from around Baba Yaga's house. TMAX100, developed in Ilfosol3, in the Holga. Film expired in 1999.
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