The Artistic Type

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Barbershop Quartet Day
National D.A.R.E Day
Liberation Day (Uganda)

 

My brain seems to have gotten ganged up on by muses.

 

I have become a crafty little bugger.

 

This spring break I made a few Sculpey projects, as well as a crazy-quilt dress for my doll Kuen. And now I’m in ceramics and jewelry classes at the Craft Center. Eric and I spent three hours wedging and then prodding our clay into pinch pots and coil pots (throwing starts next week!) and generally making a big old mess.* I’m also carving away at some lumps of wax right now, which may or may not become jewelry for another class, and a few days ago I bought a small Moleskine book where I could draw and label various objects from some of my concultures.**

 

It’s all part of my eternal quest to be interesting. We’ll see if it works, or if I just wind up with dry, carved-up hands. Ah, the dangers of creativity.

 

 

*After which he graciously gave me a ride home, because it was raining. Thanks, Eric!

 

**I may be crafty, but I’m still a dork.