my lil’ bunny earrings arrived!
I saw a book at the library called “Where’s Waldo Now,” which in my opinion sounds like a VH1 retrospective where we find out about Waldo’s trips to rehab over the past ten years and then catch a glimpse of his current life playing a goofy incompetent dad on a cable sitcom.
I’ve been hanging all my projects from silkscreening this semester on the wall in my room. Which! I know is pretty pretentious. But when I think of how at the beginning of the semester I couldn’t even get a simple outline of a cat to print and I’d never used Photoshop before in my life and putting emulsion on screens made no sense to me and I spent forever wandering around the art building because I didn’t know where anything was, I feel like a ~success~, ya know?
[On a slightly related note, art crits are such a weird thing to me… Like, I get the point of them, but in a creative writing workshop you’re like, “Here’s a draft,” and everyone else is like, “Here’s how you can make it better going forward.” For an art crit, you’re already finished. You’re like, “Here’s the thing,” and everyone else is like, “Here’s what’s kind of shitty about it.”]
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
Listen to it! Feel better! Distract yourself from any inconvenient existential crises about your identity and/or purpose because you have things to get done! Think of weekends! Think of improv and beer tastings and sundresses and food and talking to your friends on top of towers!
The other day in my small history seminar someone was giving a serious presentation on Iran and he said, “and frankly” and to me it sounded like, “Anne Frank-ly” and I absolutely lost it.
At the end of class yesterday, we were talking about how cool New York is and someone went, “Definitely the best city in the world,” and without looking up from what we were doing, my fellow Chicagoan and I went, “Second best,” at the exact same time.