ooof. sorry.
so, what the hell happened to this past week? i don’t know. i’m not going to write about it.
last spring i took a fabulous art history class that changed my life: Feminist Perspectives in Art History. it was taught by Magali, who was so amazing i asked her to be on my committee. she […]
my parents came to visit this past weekend. we went to Newport, and as we were passing a church with a wedding in progress, i idly said,
“can i just not go to Lauren’s wedding?”
my mother looked horrifed, which was the intended effect. “i can’t believe you just said that.”
“i dunno. i’m kinda over it. all […]
one of my art history professors made a visit to my studio today. next to the gigantic italian art desk that swallows an entire corner, she was looking at a wall covered with various quotes that i came across while reading, including the one posted below, by Lawrence Gowing.
she placed her index solidly and definitively […]