welp, i'm back in brooklyn!
i woke up this morning feeling, as my facebook status confirms, so FREAKING happy to be back in brooklyn. i had a hop in my step as i set out to the dunkin donuts on 25th street for a morning cup 'o joe. on the way there, however, i was beeped at 5 times by random men, including a white van full of guys yelling things at me in spanish. they were stopped at a light as i started to walk past them, but when the light changed they just crawled along following my pace and pissing off everyone behind them. they followed me for an entire block before they heeded the angry horns behind them and picked up the pace. so i got my coffee and was walking back down 4th ave when a giant green water balloon fell from a third story apartment window missing my head by mere inches and bursting on the ground before my feet. the only thing i could do (besides speed up for the rest of that block) was smile and think "welp, i'm back in brooklyn!" and it's great to be back!
i worked my ass off this summer, and i didn't really realize how lucky i was until i had an informal meeting with the rest of the production department to kick off the semester and we were discussing the work we did over the summer. i painted three shows at PIP and was pretty much mike's go-to gal for many of the projects there. i also designed a show for the nyc fringe festival called "get out of jail free," for which pictures and reviews will be posted when i'm a little less tired. now that i reread that, i suppose it wasn't luck that brought about all the successes i celebrated, but just good old fashioned hard work.
on the topic of successes, i found out today that i recieved the brooklyn college transfer student scholarship. the rest of my BFA is pretty much paid for. there is a light at the end of the tunnel. of course, the scholarship letter was in a pile of old mail that accumulated this summer while i was in jersey that my roommate assured me was "just junk mail," so there was a brief period of about six or seven minutes when i thought i had missed the opportunity, as the deadline to accept the award was july 25th. luckily, luckily, luckily, they made a special exception and the money is MINE. the experience was bizzare. initially, i was angrier at my roommate than i had ever been at anyone in my entire life; in fact, i was angrier in general than i had ever been, especially when i considered the fact that i had asked him multiple times if there was anything important and/or to bring it to me when he came to jersey to visit. i think i scared the hell out of erin, who was in the room when i opened the letter, because an instant stream of tears started pouring down my face and i fell to the floor shaking violently and screaming profanities and cursing our other house mate at the top of my lungs. i called the scholarship office immediately and they confirmed that i could still accept the award, and i felt happy and relieved. never in my life had i simultaneously felt such a range of such intense emotion before. it was quite an odd feeling.
tomorrow erin, collin and i are building a loft for my bed so i can have a little more space in my room. we're making a whole day of it, starting early with coffee and breakfast and breaking for pasta in the afternoon, with a constant stream of rock out type music. the entire day will be photodocumented, don't worry.
this semester is going to be RIDICULOUSLY productive and positive, and i'll keep you crazy kids updated of course.
i worked my ass off this summer, and i didn't really realize how lucky i was until i had an informal meeting with the rest of the production department to kick off the semester and we were discussing the work we did over the summer. i painted three shows at PIP and was pretty much mike's go-to gal for many of the projects there. i also designed a show for the nyc fringe festival called "get out of jail free," for which pictures and reviews will be posted when i'm a little less tired. now that i reread that, i suppose it wasn't luck that brought about all the successes i celebrated, but just good old fashioned hard work.
on the topic of successes, i found out today that i recieved the brooklyn college transfer student scholarship. the rest of my BFA is pretty much paid for. there is a light at the end of the tunnel. of course, the scholarship letter was in a pile of old mail that accumulated this summer while i was in jersey that my roommate assured me was "just junk mail," so there was a brief period of about six or seven minutes when i thought i had missed the opportunity, as the deadline to accept the award was july 25th. luckily, luckily, luckily, they made a special exception and the money is MINE. the experience was bizzare. initially, i was angrier at my roommate than i had ever been at anyone in my entire life; in fact, i was angrier in general than i had ever been, especially when i considered the fact that i had asked him multiple times if there was anything important and/or to bring it to me when he came to jersey to visit. i think i scared the hell out of erin, who was in the room when i opened the letter, because an instant stream of tears started pouring down my face and i fell to the floor shaking violently and screaming profanities and cursing our other house mate at the top of my lungs. i called the scholarship office immediately and they confirmed that i could still accept the award, and i felt happy and relieved. never in my life had i simultaneously felt such a range of such intense emotion before. it was quite an odd feeling.
tomorrow erin, collin and i are building a loft for my bed so i can have a little more space in my room. we're making a whole day of it, starting early with coffee and breakfast and breaking for pasta in the afternoon, with a constant stream of rock out type music. the entire day will be photodocumented, don't worry.
this semester is going to be RIDICULOUSLY productive and positive, and i'll keep you crazy kids updated of course.