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Gluh. Is not fall yet, the sky's just greyer and the sun behaving more passive-aggressively. Still 100% humidity out thar and mild a/c in here.
Sometimes my brain supplies soft heavy things, sometimes, sharp things. This month, it's baskets. Baskets baskets baskets. Steel, wood, wool, paper, gold, doesn't matter, must make hollow forms AAAAAAH. mv any freudian analyses ~/dev/null, also the words of my otherwise sainted metals instructor who rolled her eyes slightly and noted that all her female students go through a hollow-forms phase. Not like that!
So, fall. Hm. Crispbread marguerite, pears, tea? Art > lunch.
Sometimes my brain supplies soft heavy things, sometimes, sharp things. This month, it's baskets. Baskets baskets baskets. Steel, wood, wool, paper, gold, doesn't matter, must make hollow forms AAAAAAH. mv any freudian analyses ~/dev/null, also the words of my otherwise sainted metals instructor who rolled her eyes slightly and noted that all her female students go through a hollow-forms phase. Not like that!
So, fall. Hm. Crispbread marguerite, pears, tea? Art > lunch.