Current mood:	nostalgic
Entry tags:	picspam, providence

i walk these streets with a song in my head
I had to wake up at 8:30 yesterday (WHICH WAS A SATURDAY, IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW. And if you're unaware of when Saturday is, here is a link that can help you) to go to Providence (AN HOUR AWAY) for an art field trip to RISD (Rhode Island School of Design) museum.

AH HAH BUT I HAVE TRICKED YOU. Because it was not the downer I expected it to be, it was actually a fantabulous time! The weather was sheer perfection, that part of Providence is pretty much the most beautiful part of the city, and the RISD kids had an entire part of the street blocked off and were selling artwork and jewelery and shirts and pottery and all the kind of shit you expect art students to be making. (I found pictures of it on flickr! So freaking creative.) I wish I'd had money to spend, they were selling some awesome stuff. God, I wish I had any artistic talent at all. Seeing a school like that, the energy and the creativity? It makes me really, really dislike Salve. The classes I take are great, but there's no sense of community. None at all.

It also made me miss Providence. That city will always own a piece of my heart. My grandparents constantly talk about how glad they are that my dad and I are out of there, because Providence is just so dirty and dangerous. You know, because it's a city, and therefore not just filled with white people. Which is fucking stupid. My city is gorgeous and lively and diverse and I'd rather live there than the suburbs any day.

No one else in the world cares about this, but I'm picspamming Providence. Because I can. I stole all of these pictures from the internet, I don't have any of these photography skillz.


This is Providence. This is the city I lived in for about fourteen years of my life.










This is the Providence Performing Arts Center.


The interior is one of the most beautiful things you'll ever see.










Our State House, which is beautiful on the inside too:








I miss being in there. It always felt so important.


















































The Big Blue Bug. I don't see him much anymore, living in Newport just doesn't take me along that highway stretch often.






































Waterfire, which everyone should experience. It's just lovely.





It's not all beautiful, of course. It's a city. There's graffiti...





It's run down...



It's broken.


I wouldn't have it any other way.


all I ask is that you'll be there when I return