Spoons

I realized that in my last post I didn't really say what I'm doing here. I just mentioned that I got lost a lot. If you were wondering, I have been getting lost much less this week.

So what I am doing is painting. I am essentially in art school for this whole term. There are no classes. There are some teachers that wander about and help you if you need them. But it's mostly self-directed. You are just supposed to come in every day and paint. So that's what I have been kind of doing. I say kind of because I punctuate my studio time with museum visits and frolics with Sophie and Tim around town. I am giving myself some leeway this week with my hours due to the recent (understandable) onset of wanderlust.

The part of London that I'm in is pretty corporate feeling, there are lots of high buildings and no dogs or babies on the street, so not ideal. But the college campus itself is a beauty. It's a maze of passageways (worse than the tunnels at Bnard by far) that they have somehow managed to disguise as Greek temples.

They really like sandwiches here. And they're all packaged so ingeniously. Will post photos/diagrams soon.

To give you an idea of a day in the life, here is what I did yesterday: woke up, walked to the art building, had a non-brutal but extensive critique of four students' work with the whole painting department (which is maybe 30-60 kids --sorry i'm really bad at gauging numbers of people), went to lunch, went to Tate Britain to see the Turner show, came back to campus, painted a bit, went home. That was my day from 10 to 7ish. Today, however, I did something new and exciting: I made a spoon. Out of steel. It was incredible. I got to use an anvil. (!?!?!!!) Oh man. So that's all I did today except apply for some summer internships. All in all a pretty productive day I'd say. I can't tell if I'm kidding or not. I don't think I am.

The problem with postcards, on an unrelated note, is that I don't want to give them away once I get them. I pick out the ones I like and then I just want to hoard. all mine all mine. Speaking of postcards, if anyone wants me to write to them I would love to just send me your address. I realized I was very selfish in my last post and didn't even offer to send letters of my own. I just bought a bunch of stamps. They have the queen's head on them. How can you resist?

Bnard and Cu are starting right about now and I miss the pastry shop and the bustle of everyone coming back to campus and running around like chickens with heads chopped off. I have yet to find a p shop equivalent here, though I have looked.

Tomorrow I may make another spoon. I think I will.