the past few days have been weird.
i feel happy but i also feel like i am at a loss.

-upon closer inspection the sweater was indeed orange and not red as i originally assumed.
-i am becoming something i feared.
-i should not be given more than...2 beers on any evening out...even an evening of celebration...even if i dont buy them.
-and if i am given more than 2 friends i certainly should not be allowed to dance with strangers... particularly italian strangers who are "trying to learn english"


these are rules that are going to be enforced the remainder of the week and the remainder of this trip. YUP



in other light i think am going to produce some truly unique and meaningful work while i am here, i am going to do a conceptual piece using yarn about the depth of loss and how people deal with loss differently. and i am also going to do a few figurative pieces on a theme that i am not too sure of, but i am going to use my drawings for inspiration. these two projects might just become one large body of work.

Tomorrow i have to give a presentation in class on something... i think that i will talk about egon schiele. maybe maybe maybe.

oh god i tried to explain mickey avalon in italian to Paolo yesterday and he was just completely confused and when we were walking to his car he told me that he thought i might be crazy. i dont know though. crazy does not seem too bad to me, i think he is just a little boring... could be the language barrier. oh well.

time for class... i got an A on my last test!!!!