Literally/Figuratively Stoned; Madonna of the Rocks
This week sloped downward. I'm sitting at the bottom looking back and realizing the only thing that made any of it tolerable was weed. Ultimately threw in the towel with somebody whom I have invested a depressing amount of time; saw Aimee Mann on Friday with an old friend that just made it feel more sad than it would've been had I been alone. Last night I was stranded in a cornfield on a 130 acre farm close to two hours away from Richmond.. trudging through mud using my servicesless cellphone light to get back to someplace I never wanted to be in to begin with. Here I am with a list of terms, dates, and figures to memorize for an exam tomorrow and the only thing I can really relate to is "SFUMATO"- a method of modeling which literally means smoke-like, creating a shadowy veil through which the figures are seen.