The Hazards of Studio Life
All in a days work: I knelt on a tack which left a nice little hole in my knee, nearly missed mistaked a tube of acrylic paint for lip balm, burnt a large patch in my floor with a soldering iron (on top of a tire-sized puddle of previously-spilt wax), and now I'm trying to remove a chunk of glue from my hair.
I'm ready for a break that includes a clean floor and Muppet movies.
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I Heart Delhi Handmade:
- Jasmine blossoms on string that women wear in their hair
- Paper
- Swirly hand-painted signs on the backs of auto rickshaws that read "Horn Please" and "Keep Back"
- Dosas
1 comment:
i miss the old days of throwing clay at the ceiling and infuriating mr. chu, decorating our uniforms with paint & gesso, and sneaking out of our ap "offices" for starbucks....and i miss torelda eugene (still got that from dr. sylvest circa 5th grade!)
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