Julia Likes Frogs

We are going to France this summer, and Laurent is spending every minute he can insuring that his plants will not go thirsty while we are gone. The raspberries were showing off for us before our departure, producing more in this first harvest than we got the first two years combined. Émile, like Lucy, is apprenticing in dirt displacement.

Summer in Rhode Island is pretty wonderful. It's hot, but not unbearable, and Laurent's garden is extremely bountiful this year. We swim in the neighbor's pool, then spend the rest of the evening eating the blueberries and raspberries, red and black, and snap peas and green beans... I am finally nearing the end of the animation I am working on for my friend, Camille Collins Lovell, to accompany one of the songs she recently recorded. It is an experiment, and I am enjoying it. I'm still learning about creating animations that are instigated by sound, and have not perfected the art. I'm layering cutouts on cutouts. My friend Ean suggested that the fish need to change their behavior and size from time to time, so that is the next thing I'm working on. Please let me know if you have any thoughts! What Can I Say, version 5 from Julia Gandrud on Vimeo .

MySelvagedLife has curated a treasury that I want to linger on. It features my little horseshoe crab painting, and several other aquatic honeys that deceive me into thinking that the ocean is still a pristine and wild place place.