Babette? Miss Patty?

I've been listening to a lot of Belle & Sebastian lately (as in, today), and watching Gilmore Girls. Should I re-enroll in grade 10 or something? (I wish). I have gotten weirdly attached to the box that my Sorels came in, and I have been using it as a laptop podium, a little nook in which to place the kettle and mug when I make tea, a stand for my fan for better air circulation... I want to make nice paper to cover it (and then 'laminate' the inside for fashion and function). I am loving this idea from Martha, but I don't have a wood grain tool! Fuck my life, truly.

I unearthed this while cleaning my room. The black and white version is much less shoddy, but it is tucked safely away at 361 Crowder. Also pictured here: new rug.

In conclusion, printmaking: as awful as you remember, but with less compass scritch-scratch. Also, apparently I am obsessed with nature. 

THIS is American Idol

"Combine drawing with something else you like," says my teach. A 1983 National Geographic and a 1979 Country Living later, I came up with this. "Sophisticated. A distanced, gently cynical look at another era." Is everyone at art school on crack? I guess so, because a guy in my class said this was "vaguely disturbing".

Self-adhesive wood panels so easy to use, they make panelling woman's work.

ALSO I AM SICK. Breathing: ow; talking: ow; swallowing: oww! Hollywood week is so soon and then I will finally be happy. Maybe. TV makes the week fly by.

Ceramics Can Suck It

Seriously. Hates it.

Leaky; poorly glazed.

"Still Life" Assignment.

Just for fun.

Next up: six bowls, Canadian souvenirs, decals on Ikea plates. And then no ceramics ever again.