Well, it's been raining in fair Columbia for three days now, thanks to the remnants of
Ida, and though most people are complaining and chanting "rain, rain, go away," I am loving it.
Overcast and chilly--a blessed day in my book--throw in some cold rain to boot and I am in heaven.
I have always romanticized places that are defined by their dreary weather--London, Seattle, San Francisco, (I know, SF does have months of really sunny and mild weather, but the year I lived there it rained all winter).


London
via here
Sample Seattle Weather Forecast
San Francisco
via here
I think this love-affair with gloomy weather stems from a couple things: first, I adore wearing scarves, hats, coats, sweaters, jeans...pretty much perfect clothing for wind and rain. Second, in my mind this type of weather connotes a thinker's sort of dark and broodish, but highly creative environs. I always feel super-productive and sharp and creative when it's cold and dark. And finally, I love drizzly days because I have a peculiar fondness for umbrellas.
As a student at
Washington & Lee University I took an
Asian art history class* that introduced me to the influences of Asian art, particularly Japanese woodblock prints, on western art. Some of my favorite woodblock prints, and in turn, pieces of later western art, included umbrellas. In fact, I wrote a research paper comparing the use of umbrellas in Japanese woodblock prints and western art...
Hiroshige woodblock printvia here
Kiyonaga woodblock print
via here
Leonetto Capiello's Parapluie Revelvia here
Claude Monet's Woman with Umbrellavia here
Maurice Brazil Prendergast's Umbrellas in the Rainvia here*Sadly, the professor who taught the two Asian art history courses that I took at W&L passed away recently.
RIP Dr. Joan O'Mara.
One of the reasons I like London, too, actually... it's still pretty much favorite place to go, and I'll be there in January for a couple of days.
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