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The problem with taking art classes, is by the end of the semester, you're all creatived out and you hate the very idea of the things you've been working on, and you have to go talk intelligently about them and, seriously, if I never knit wire again, I will be totally ok with that.

Also: I really hate taking slides. Ugh. So these aren't my slides (because UGH), but they are some photographs of what I've been up to, with bronze and Kinder surprise toys and knit steel wire.

I am posting this from the flickr "blog this photo page!" so ... technical difficulties ahoy.
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Today I won, like, a MILLION DOLLARS* in the museum easter egg hunt.

This was, of course, funnier because I didn't know one was going on, and I brought the eggs up to the main desk to see if one of the small, childlike creatures that sometimes run though the collection had lost them. (Look, I don't know, behind the CPU sounds like the sort of place I would put something down and then forget about it.) Also: dude. Museum easter egg hunt? Seriously?

Anyway, in addition to sugar, which I really didn't need, I got a gift card for Barnes and Noble and another for the campus bookstore (which, no, HA HA, wait, this story gets better). Since I walk by the bookstore a minimum of three times a day, I stopped in on my way home from work, where I managed to be the two-hundredth person, or some nonsense, and won a free moleskine notebook. And, Ok, I get that moleskine are the trend that ate Manhattan, but they are crazily functional little books, and I love them, and I have three already, but none of them is the storyboard version. STORYBOARD NOTEBOOKS. Moleskine, you totally win at cornering my market share. I did not manage to actually spend my gift card, as I was distracted by the awesome. Perhaps I will go back and buy ANOTHER. Or not, because wandering around the art supplies just made me think about packing.

True story: I own more cubic space of art supplies than I do of clothes. I own fully a billion (And by "a billion" I mean eight or nine) partially filled mini-sketchbooks, ranging from the classic 4x6 (possibly the best size ever) to the surprisingly handy 3x4. I have them in watercolor paper, in velum, in writing moleskine, and books I have made pockets into. I have a solid range of full size sketchbooks, and a range of hot and cold press archival stuff.

I draw most often on quartered sheets of scratch paper I steal from work and doodle on in class.

The thing I am dreading most about Peace Corps is having to sort though all this. I mean, art supplies themselves are easy. Almost everyone could use a book of bristol board. Or a collection of prismacolor markers. But, the art junk. What are you supposed to do with that? For example: I have this handle from a plasic sword that looks like a lobster. I've been holding on to it for years (YEARS!), because you know, lobster, but I have not, as of yet, managed to find a use for it. Nor, have I found a use for my collection of six mm film. And my beautiful typewriter! What will I do with that?

I'm fairly positive that I won't actually miss any of this stuff once it's gone. Thinking about it right now is like choosing children.

*Million, of course, is here adjusted into my terms, and meaning "More money than I expected to see today."


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