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 […]
sometimes i read the blogs of people i don’t like just to remind myself how fucking lame they are.
(and no, of course i’m not talking about you.)
you know, it just figures, the ONE time in my lifetime that the Pennsylvania presidential primary actually matters in the scheme of the election, of course i am not living in Pennsylvania.
“Guess what!” my mom says on the phone to me yesterday. “Barack Obama went to church on Eighth Street in Lebanon today!”
gah. it hurts […]
when i was in ninth grade i really wanted to learn Middle English. which makes this site all the more delicious.
it was agreed upon by both me and Meg that living in New Bedford makes day trips to New York City difficult, if not impossible. even if one hits no traffic in C*nnecticut, it’s still at least 3 hours each way. and 6 hours spent in a car over the course of one day is […]
“Beauty? I don’t use the word beauty anymore. Never. It’s not that the thing itself is beautiful. It’s the relationship that you establish that makes something beautiful. And so the word ‘beautiful’ is not an absolute. It’s a moment, I would say. It’s more like a moment in which you look at something and you […]