an update in narrative form
with musical accompaniment by Grizzly Bear
I trek up the tower stairs to the printmaking department . . .
and run into my final edition print for the 1st project, mounted onto the gallery wall.
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Consumed by the latest project . . .
I stare at my woodcut for awhile, wondering how I am going to pull off multiple colors while also using the press.
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Crazy Fred Martin demands a drawing composition . . .
I find solace in an empty studio and work until my hands and nails are blackened with charcoal
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I prepare for a drawing critique in my room . . .
The palm tree outside my window sways violently as the rain comes crashing down . . .
Off to school, I voyage, present in the experience of being at SFAI.
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