Today is my birthday.
I'm at the studio listening to an episode of Science Friday on the radio. It's about time travel.
I've decided to take a class, again, at the Lower East Side Printshop. I want to make prints, monotypes specifically, because they can be made quickly, but are still beautiful.
As we introduced ourselves, encouraged by the teacher to tell as much, I delivered an oration of everything I am doing lately. Teaching two classes, managing the architectural model shop at school, painting, a community garden, a blog, a small farm.
A woman turned to ask if I had a time machine. I answered "No," in case you were wondering. However, I do not have kids and I have little to no social life.
Much is going on lately, some good, some not so good. I have a lot to say, but little will to write it. The blog, then, is mostly quiet.
Should the blog enter a coma, don't fret. I'm still alive and breathing, listening to what's going on, maybe even thinking or dreaming.
Only near spring can the forecast be for 50 after two days of snow flakes. Enjoy the weekend.
