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My name is Andrea
I am a proud graduate of the inaugural Documentary Media Studies program at The New School
I live with my dog in New York City

I have a NEW companion tumblelog, inner sanctum. Please come see it!

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</description><title>My NY Life</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mynylife)</generator><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Guilty pleasure of the turnpike: Cracker Barrell Chicken...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktkzntPGoa1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guilty pleasure of the turnpike: Cracker Barrell Chicken ‘N’ Dumplings, fried okra, stuffing, corn bread, and biscuit. Hee! In my defense, I did not finish. Not even close.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/254724795</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/254724795</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 16:28:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>hosvaldemarochsofia:

my father made this magazine holder 1956...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktk52fUCqF1qa4e47o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktk52fUCqF1qa4e47o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktk52fUCqF1qa4e47o3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://hosvaldemarochsofia.tumblr.com/post/254207078/my-father-made-this-magazine-holder-1956-when-he"&gt;hosvaldemarochsofia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;my father made this magazine holder 1956 when he was 13 years old.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he didn´t care much for woodshop but managed to crank out the holder, a tray, a shoe horn and a lamp. the lamp is in our cabin in vemdalen. alex wants the tray so i guess gus can have the shoe horn, haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the day pappa had woodshop he would finish at four o´clock and he thought that was well late. he said played hooky about every other week because he had biology the lesson before woodshop and he was afriad of the biology teacher.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the teachers name was von post and would razz pappa a lot and called him up to the front of the class to talk about the workings of bees and whatnot. von post wrote and illustrated the book &lt;a title="floran i färg" href="http://www.bokborsen.se/callbacks/article.php?formaction=thumbnail&amp;maincat=1&amp;id=12439731&amp;size=large"&gt;“floran i färg”&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;other memorable teachers pappa has told us about are:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;fürstenberg&lt;/b&gt;-the mean german teacher who hit the children.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;pettersson&lt;/b&gt; who changed his name to bergenvik. all the tests said pettersson so he´d cross over &lt;strike&gt;petterson &lt;/strike&gt;and write bergenvik instead.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;preusler&lt;/b&gt; who called a boy who hadn´t been paying attention up to the map and asked him to point out the hegemony of something or other and the boy thought that hegemony was a country and tentatively point out an area around greece.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love these stories.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Requesting a picture of the lamp.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/254339030</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/254339030</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 08:48:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Morning walk. You can see his smile</title><description>&lt;img src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktj0vb3buS1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morning walk. You can see his smile&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/253358419</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/253358419</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:59:39 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds."</title><description>““Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Albert Einstein (via &lt;a href="http://nicolew.tumblr.com/"&gt;nicolew&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/249178095</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/249178095</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 22:29:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>jakelodwick:

This is an audio recording of an...</title><description>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://mynylife.tumblr.com/swf/audio_player.swf?audio_file=http://www.tumblr.com/audio_file/247396278/tumblr_kt9jjon7LQ1qz4m5b&amp;color=FFFFFF" height="27" width="207" quality="best"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://jakelodwick.tumblr.com/post/247381178/this-is-an-audio-recording-of-an-exorcism"&gt;jakelodwick&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;This is an audio recording of an exorcism.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Specifically: I found myself increasing bothered by a “demon” inside my brain who would urge me to ‘hurry up and move on to the next thing’ — not in words, but emotionally, prodding me to &lt;i&gt;rush&lt;/i&gt; because, supposedly, there was something more important in the future.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once I became aware of him, I found it nearly impossible to focus on my work — not only did the demon distract me, but my awareness of my own inability to ignore him distracted me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I decided to commit demonicide. I created a beat in Ableton Live, turned off the lights, put on headphones, and commanded my subconscious to freely spit out whatever it felt like. This track is a 2-minute excerpt of the procedure. When I stammer on “authority”, that’s the eureka moment: that’s me realizing my &lt;i&gt;blind acceptance&lt;/i&gt; of the demon’s urges.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moments later, I see the demon’s face: someone I once worked with, who represented the worst possible work ethic: Machiavellian, unthinking, and talentless. His personality had become lodged in my head in the form of awful little demon, corrupting my ability to focus! (I covered up his name in the mp3)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This was Saturday; the days since, I’ve felt a renewed sense of calm, clarity and self-confidence. I’ve regained a love for the &lt;i&gt;process&lt;/i&gt; of work, not just the outcome. I feel whole … like anyone who’s ever conquered a disease. Normally these breakthroughs are internal and transient; I’m so happy I &lt;i&gt;recorded&lt;/i&gt; this one!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brains ftw.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The difference in your voice near the end — the dramatic drop in tension — is really pronounced.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/247396278</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/247396278</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 12:27:09 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Lately I’ve been loving 70’s colored glasses with...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kt9h984MyA1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately I’ve been loving 70’s colored glasses with the geometric patterns. Just found these at Salvation Army.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/247344782</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/247344782</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 11:17:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I’ve been having such a fun time hanging out with Anna and...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kt6sz3Z2Je1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve been having such a fun time hanging out with Anna and Tyler, and sometimes lending a hand fixing up their great new place. Soon it will be time to paint. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/245682027</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/245682027</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 00:37:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Awesome” has become a commonplace word that is used to express gladness about small triumphs and..."</title><description>““Awesome” has become a commonplace word that is used to express gladness about small triumphs and simple pleasures. Today, for instance, a woman at the local cafe uttered a sweet “Awesome!” when someone pointed out to her where she could find an electrical outlet to plug in her laptop. Back in the old days, however, “awesome” was a portentous term invoked only rarely. “Awe” referred to an overwhelming feeling of wonder, reverence, admiration, inspiration, or even agitation in the face of a sublime or numinous experience. In the coming week, Aquarius, I expect you will experience more than your usual quota of both kinds of awesome.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best horoscope ever? Check. (via &lt;a href="http://supernice.tumblr.com/"&gt;supernice&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ooh, that means me, too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/239952062</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/239952062</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 00:27:14 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>firsthome:

(via firsthome)

(via sweethomestyle) right...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksuyhc049R1qztjh2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://firsthome.tumblr.com/post/239188168/via-firsthome-via-sweethomestyle-right"&gt;firsthome&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://firsthome.tumblr.com/"&gt;firsthome&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweethomestyle.tumblr.com/"&gt;sweethomestyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;) right here&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;wow, i love this, even more when i posted it yesterday.  &lt;a href="http://finemess.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://finemess.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://finemess.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i’m sure it would have killed you to maybe reblog instead of steal my picture and post it to sweethomestyle.  yes i know you are following me and yes i know you posted it there, but hey, thanks for the “&lt;3” on my original post.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m with you, firsthome. They did it to me, too. This is how they roll. I would love to know their excuse, since it actually takes &lt;i&gt;more work&lt;/i&gt; to strip off the attribution than to just go ahead and reblog it intact. Shame on them.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/239233358</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/239233358</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 11:02:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Going through some old photos.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kstubfyL2F1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going through some old photos.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/237762442</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/237762442</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 00:38:03 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Very early morning in my (NY) living room.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kstmjjNJvS1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very early morning in my (NY) living room.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/237619371</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/237619371</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:50:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Just got this at Goodwill for Anna. It’s a Morse Fotomat...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksr3o0Sbqu1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just got this at Goodwill for Anna. It’s a Morse Fotomat 4300, Made in Japan. I’m guessing It’s from the late 50’s, but it’s a little harder to date foreign-made things. I am in love with this gleaming beauty! I don’t think it has ever been used.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/236136794</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/236136794</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 13:07:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Anna Lodwick Love</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksk892qoDl1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anna Lodwick Love&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/232357053</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/232357053</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:03:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>1972 also saw the addition of a half bath. I adore these tiles....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgs3qs4zv1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;1972 also saw the addition of a half bath. I adore these tiles. And, since my mom has four of these amazing hand towels, also from that year, I snagged one for me and one for Anna.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230441427</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230441427</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 23:21:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>In 1972, my mom had the place redone, adding wall cabinets, a...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgrbt3cPv1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 1972, my mom had the place redone, adding wall cabinets, a sink, dishwasher, and washer and dryer in the kitchen. And she had these fabulous tiles put in all around.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230426789</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230426789</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 23:04:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This old bassena is in the entrance hall of the building. Until...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgr30rNHz1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This old &lt;i&gt;bassena&lt;/i&gt; is in the entrance hall of the building. Until 1972, we had one in the entrance hall of the apartment, too. In fact, it was the one source of water in the apartment and it only ran cold. If you wanted warm water, like for washing, you heated it on the stove.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230422155</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230422155</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:59:23 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My Vienna
View from the cabinett into the kitchen. See how thick...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgq7kM8Yl1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Vienna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;View from the &lt;a href="http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/225349124/a-long-narrow-bedroom-like-this-one-with-one"&gt;cabinett&lt;/a&gt; into the kitchen. See how thick the wall between the rooms is? When I was little, a swing hung in that doorway — the kind for very small children, with a back, and a bar across the front - and I just loved swinging in that thing.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230404636</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230404636</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:40:32 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>My Vienna
A Walk in the Park
Across the street from our...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksedxkkzR81qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 1.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksedxkkzR81qz6f9xo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 2.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://7.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksedxkkzR81qz6f9xo3_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 3.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksedxkkzR81qz6f9xo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; 4.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Vienna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Walk in the Park&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Across the street from our apartment building is a park where I was often taken as a child (as was my mother, and as were my children). The first thing you come across is this Mid-century bear statue (1). I sat on that bear many a time when I was little (as did my children).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After leaving the bear, you next see this enormous bomb shelter (called “bunker” in German) (2), an everlasting remnant of WW II. There are actually two in this park, and numerous others scattered throughout Vienna. They are now being used in various ways — one is an aquarium — because, of course, there is no way to tear them down safely. They’re pretty heavy-duty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The sight of this thing is etched very strongly among my earliest memories. There’s a playground at the base of it, and I spent many hours there as a child (not to mention as a mom).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My mom didn’t use this shelter during the war. The building in front of hers had been a post office, long ago, and because back then the post office was used for transferring cash, the basement of the building had extremely sturdy and secure walls, and was suitable to go into each day near the end of the war, when the U.S. was bombing Vienna on a daily basis.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;From this angle (3), it looks like a monster in a science fiction movie, looming among those other buildings, that are just kind of standing there, minding their own business.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like most parks, this one is ringed by some very fine, old houses. I never noticed this one as a child, not until I was much older and could appreciate such things. It’s a splendid Art Nouveau building in pristine condition (4).&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/229184482</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/229184482</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 17:20:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>dalasverdugo:

optimisto:

poortaste:

Judge Testifies for...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDKarCeC_Ic&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RDKarCeC_Ic&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://dalasverdugo.com/post/228383960/optimisto-poortaste-judge-testifies-for"&gt;dalasverdugo&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://optimisto.tumblr.com/post/227685579/poortaste-judge-testifies-for-marijuana"&gt;optimisto&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://stevenphibbs.com/post/227471133/judge-testifies-for-marijuana-legalization-in"&gt;poortaste&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Judge Testifies for Marijuana Legalization in California&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Retired Orange County Superior Court Judge James P. Gray’s testimony was one of the last to be heard, and to use a World Series metaphor, we couldn’t have asked for a better “clean up” hitter&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.norml.org/2009/10/29/testimony-from-california-assembly-committee-hearing-on-legalization-of-marijuana/"&gt;Watch the Entire Committee Hearing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/228779367</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/228779367</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 07:01:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My Vienna

Our 91 year-old family friend texts on his Handy...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ks8z2cWwK01qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Vienna&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Our 91 year-old family friend texts on his Handy (cellphone) with the help of a magnifying glass.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/226327708</link><guid>http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/226327708</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 19:11:00 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
