embroida

this is week number two of drawing homework. it was an open assignment. i just wanted to embroider text. this is a bad image but you get the idea. 

its not a finished piece either. i mean. there is no more embroidery to be done but there will be a lace border.

i need a be a little more personal in this blog so that i can look back at this in two years and say what the fuck was i thinking?

So i have to go to sculpture and weaving tomorrow. i dont know what i was thinking doubling up studios (thats 12 hours of school total mind you). i was so excited for my sculpture teacher, i doubled up because of her, honestly. i think she hates me.

i think i might have accidentally stepped on her installation in the faculty  exhibition. I'm actually the most clumsy person in the entire world, and i was standing there in the gallery watching her set up one of her installations with like a glass pendulum or something and i waited till she was done so i could say hi and she looked up at me like i was retarded,

and i was really like shocked and i felt really dumb

and then she walked away and i walked a little away and looked over and noticed there was a whole other sculpture there, virtually right where i was standing. its a miracle i didnt actually run into the sculpture, it was like a chair on top of salt and i looked and noticed that the salt was a little further than the rest of the pile,

so i think i stepped on some of the salt. id be offended if someone were standing on my salt.

i think im just crazy and read into things a little too much.