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to follow my adventures in Firenze.

My professor emailed me a link to an artist who made one drawing for each page of Herman Melville's Moby Dick. For whatever reason, it reminded her of me. I started flipping through it, and read page 15's quote: "I don't know how it is, but people like to be private when they are sleeping."

This works perfectly with my work this semester.

The installations class opening last night at Area 405.

Colors and contrast are kind of off in the photos...and it's still in progress, but here's what I've been working on the past few days. Not a whole lot left to do, clean up the skin and torso, maybe incorporate the background into the figure more. I've got to remember to stop before I overwork it. I want to keep an ephemeral kind of feeling in it.

Me, looking at my donors looking at my artwork at the Sorrento show opening.

I'm missing summer, ready for winter.

Pretty flowers are made for blooming,

Pretty stars are made to shine.

Pretty girls are made for boy's love,

Little Maggie was made for mine.

Well, yonder stands little Maggie

With a dram glass in her hand,

She's a drinkin' down her troubles

Over courtin' some other man.

Bob sings about Maggie a lot.

It's autumn.

But I really miss painting in Italy.

Just wanted to show off my zucchini.

That is all.

Things are good again.

I'm keeping my head above water.

This helps.

I'm ready for new things.