back to school

Jess and I took first day of school snaps in our new place. I like our funny apartment a lot.

This is Erin's cat Bingley. I kitten-sat one evening and it was soo fun, but I am also glad I do not have to take care of this little pal all the time. He is very rambunctious. Will forgets his name and calls him Bisquick.

This is my breakfast from some day a few weeks ago. I just wanted to prove that (so far) I have been capable of feeding myself.

This is part of our living room. Most of the furniture was left behind. I love that green chair sooo much.

Snacktime. I bought tons of grapes on sale at the supermarket and we were never going to eat them all so we put some in the freezer to eat like little popsicles. Being a pretend adult is fun.

end of the year

It's very strange to end a year in May. Spring means beginnings, right?

These are images of things that I am done with formally but that are supposed to impact the way I think forever. That sounds much more grandiose than I meant, but in some ways learning things in an institution is all about being grandiose, right? Building foundations and making connections and living life after that in a way that is changed and impacted, even if subconsciously. I like to imagine the things I learned this year are messy little forts scattered all over in my brain. Some of them are strung together, connected with dental floss or licorice or crown braids or rope.

(Wax, cast from plaster molds of a clay shape)









(Wafer cookies)

I've realized lately that most of what I write here doesn't make sense to anyone not in my head. I think that's ok. I think that maybe I might be at least conveying something that creates an impression of what I mean. I'm pretty ok with that.