no more college

Here's some pictures of my work from the MICA Commencement Exhibition.

Calendar updates

JANUARY: Meredith and Gill enjoyed standing in perilous locations

FEBRUARY: Daniel and Sue fell hard into love
MARCH: Shannon would later regret following the leprechauns
APRIL: Harold knew better than to feed the bunny
MAY: Lewis couldn't wait for fish
JUNE: Ellie loved her own reflection
JULY: Larry was always under foot

AUGUST: Juan took the prank too far
SEPTEMBER: Randy had angered Pricilla for the last time
OCTOBER: Edward was never much for sharing
NOVEMBER: Hubert took matters into his own hands

DECEMBER: Mary was consumed by holiday cheer... and fire

otter pop tat

One more week of this and i'll be done with school forever.

On that note... here are some celebratory nudie pics. Well, not really. These are for my DIY class. We all designed tattoos out of typography we gathered and I created these models to indicate where the tattoos would be places on a girl and boy. It's really much more complex than that, but who cares?
Here's the tattoo I created. It would definitely be a tramp stamp.

Onward. Ive been reading a lot. I'm almost done with mah book. I really shouldn't be reading at all. I've no time for it. I should be working on thesis in a panic. But the panic has been dulled by apathy and distraction. (Mom, don't worry, I still care enough).

Boring stuff you won't be interested in:
I have been drinking energy drinks lately. They make me feel strange.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I have dried salt marks on my face. I don't know what that's about. I either cry in my sleep or secrete lots of fluid (gross).
I miss my friends. All I do is work.
I'm too sober. (Once again, Mom. I promise I won't get hammered and fall off any more decks).
I DON'T WANT TO WRITE THESE ESSAYS.


Listenin' to:
Jean Ritchie - Edward
Billy Bragg - The Saturday Boy