Back in Melbourne, when friends ask How’s your French? I say that I sit down to my French class each week, and I can get through my chores.
I can check for my allergens on packaging. I can read menus at a bistro and signs on the metro. At the beach, I understand children speaking to their parents about poisson in la mer. I understood the drunk man on a bike telling me about the bon chien across the road. Though, I can’t converse back or listen to much, I tell them. Everything’s scrambled together at speed, and I can’t untangle it.
Or, I say, I’m fluent and laugh.
They look unimpressed at the former and confused at the latter. Why is she laughing? Shouldn’t she have picked it up by now?
Let's stay in touch (intellectually).
selection of articles, interviews, blogs et al.
Haneen Mahmood Martin talks about shared accountability and diverse perspectives in the arts industry, matching words with actions—i.e., more POC in leadership positions—and the use of clear, accessible, but impactful language.
Napoli 💓 I’ve spent much time fixated on this vlog about my five days in this city, which is more like a v pensive diary about reading Elena Ferrante and visiting Pompeii more than anything else.
I didn’t think I’d look at my footage taken during my six weeks in Australia last year… but finally (six months later) I’ve reflected on this trip home, and the time spent with loved ones.