a fenway treasure

Gosh, I just took quite the hiatus! Midterms week at the conservatory and a recital monopolized my time completely. I barely put on a nice outfit all week, let a lone had time for a shoot! Oh well, I'm now relaxed and rested after a little weekend skiing with family and will be back on top of things! It is lovely to be home in Maine for a few days before heading back to the city to get some work done over spring break. I never get over how quiet the nights are here.

A few weeks ago, I took a trip to Boston's Museum of Fine Arts in between my morning and afternoon classes. As an arts student, I get free admission whenever I please, so decided to go in the morning before the school groups had arrived, and the swaths of retirees swarm the impressionist wing. What a magnificent feeling of solidarity, tranquility, and a rush of inspiration I felt walking alone in the marble rooms. It was just me and my relationship with some of the world's greatest art. Oh, and my camera!

 

Where do you feel most creative? Where are some of your favorite museums? What a magical place, the MFA!

classical columns

 

This week has been filled with unexpectedly fun experiences. For some reason, a few professors at my conservatory have decided to give midterm exams two weeks early. I wasn't exactly prepared for a whole mess of studying after such a relaxing and warm Valentine's Day week. I didn't want to study, do laundry, or anything productive around the apartment. All I want to do is throw on my headphones and walk. Walk anywhere really. 

I've been exploring Boston further and further this month. I've discovered not only more about the actual city, but have met a smattering of really genuine and interesting people in Back Bay, Beacon Hill, and of course Berklee and Boston Conservatory students alike, rushing through the latte line at Pavement on my days off. These photos were taken next to the Back Bay Fens, Boston's very own swamp/garden/footpath/park that is around the corner from my street. The sun was shining so brilliantly at high noon, so my best friend Erin borrowed my Nikon snapped these!

 

I'm wearing my Marc by Marc Jacobs blazer, H&M black skinnys, some UO sweater set, and my $5 thrift store brown leather boots.  The brooch was my very first piece of vintage costume jewelry. I bought it at age 12. It's still my favorite. 

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a beacon hill valentine

 

The weather today was a Valentine's Day gift to all of Boston. Almost 50 degrees and sunny with entirely clear skies. I was stuck in bed sick almost all of last week, so I was almost giddy to get out of class and outside into the delightful weather. It was the perfect day for a long stroll, so I head down Mass Ave and onto Beacon Street to make my way to Beacon Hill. As a student, I like to walk down the fancy streets to day dream when I pass the gorgeous brownstones and wonder what sort of well-to-do lives inside. Today, I walked to Charles Street, the main street for the Beacon Hill neighborhood. It is home to some of the most lovely boutiques and specialty food shops. On this Valentine's Day, I stopped into Beacon Hill Chocolates to take a look around and snap some shots of their festive decor. (And also to try a truffle or two!)

Charles Street is almost like leaving the city. It doesn't have the normal vibe of Back Bay/Fenway area that I'm used that is littered with college students. There are families here. It reminds me of a small town. Reminds me of home.