I'm Working Too Much To Write You Every Day

I think I am going to be switching majors... uugh. It sounds like kind of a hassle. I'm not sure if it will cost more money or if I'll have to take a lot of classes I don't want to, or of course whether I'll be getting coveted Degree anytime soon.. but then it will most likely be worth it, anyway, right? Last night I was looking through the course catalog, highlighting courses from any major that I really wanted to take. And when I finished the damage read a whopping Fine Arts: 14, Illustration: 3. ... I guess it's no wonder I felt like a big fat chunk of lead last semester. Well. This has happened before, and I have yet to talk to "officials", so we'll see. For now I think the direction is overwhelmingly -->Painting.

Two gouache paintings (ala prima?)

And muni:

Ah muni. :)


Bereft, I'm left holding my breath.

Finally. A return to the long-forgotten camera cable! Home was fun, but one day or another you're going to have to come back to grey-clouded skies and elusive ultra-violet light. It ain't so bad.

Some sketches from the Parenthetical Girls show.

And by nightfall we'll forget it over again.