it's not creepy, it's a puppet

i called christopher today to rejoice in his totally fabulous photo on the front of the maifest brochure. it's him sitting at a bus stop with someone with an ENORMOUS mask and a pod person. it's really awesome. will try and find a digital copy for you.
here's the pod and the mask, but no christopher. it's better with him.

anyway, surreal to work this morning and go to classes this afternoon. have never drug the portfolio to work before. got to fiction writing late, and most of class was spent at writers at lunch. i've felt bad that i've done nothing about dorothy allison being a writer in residence this semester, so i was so glad i got the chance to hear her read! she looks like her picture on the back of the book, but her voice was so much softer than i imagined. that's always wierd to me. like meeting people you've only talked to on the phone.

anyway. 400 tulips at the flowershop. 10 violets in assorted pot covers. 8 gift baskets. one million other things. come! buy! make it a better holiday than valentines day! we're gearing up. admin ass week, here we come!

there wasn't figure drawing class today, i just had to do my painting of last week's sculpture. it was wierd, it being so sunny in the classroom, and being all by myself. i felt like such an art school student- the sun, the wooden drawing horse, my brushes and pallette and ink and scupture.

but the important thing is i could listen to pearl, and i could leave when i was done. still sunny! on a monday! who would have ever imagined it!

but i'm so tired and hungry i've not been able to do anything with it. i'm sick of indian food. that really sucks, cause that's what i'll be eating all week, the feast i made last night:

clockwise from upper left: dal, saag paneer, tamarind raisin chutney, eggplant curry, vegetable palou, smothered potatoes.
it was yummy last night, good today, but now i have a whole refrigerator full of it and all i want is a baked potato with cheese and pepper.

also, i need to do laundry. now.