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im so burnt out on art history.
so many fucking dates, so much useless information.
so many egyptians, and assaryians, and sumerians.
uuuugh. at least i went to the met the other day and the room of clyfford stills were some of the most amazing things that i have seen in a long time.
at least i have the whitney to look foward to for friday. perhaps the gugenheim too if i am lucky.
oh new york, how i love you so.