the dorm room
from now on, i will be referring to my art space/remote workplace/cutegirl’s room when she is home as the dorm.
it seems appropriate.
i didn’t get to to that as a college freshman. and i think i would have been better for it. maybe not.
so. i have my very own 40-something dorm room. sans the red cups and mini-fridge. but a dorm room nevertheless. (btw, nevertheless is my new favorite word so i’ll be using it A LOT until people start commenting on my limited and awkward use of the word – then i will pick a new one.)
this is what happened in the dorm room this week:
- I figured out i have ridiculously bad WiFi in the room and spent a day trying to get some repeater thing to work to NO avail so i have decided to look at it as a sign. when my internet stops working i need to quit screwing around on the computer and do something art-ish
- I spent 10 minutes watching a hummingbird outside of my (dirty) window and thought, “crap, i wish i had my camera – that would make a good post.” Only to figure out that my camera was literally (popular danielle word) right next to me the whole stinkin’ time. Maybe my lesson is that i need to just enjoy the fact that a cool little bird is peeking through my window just to say hi.
- I was skyping with Kelly Barton and gave her a computer tour of my new digs and told her that it was exactly what my brain looks like. really. it is.
- And Woody (the little dog) and Hazel (the big puppy) love to sit with me and keep me company. this is good as long as they don’t pee or eat my scraps. which will happen. and i will have to kick them out. ’cause it’s my dorm room.
- and, lastly. i completed a new piece called “everything” but it is for a special (birthday) girl who is having a big get-together. if you can go, do. you’ll get to hang with her and see the painting and maybe even take a print of it home with you. (btw, it looks like my brain/dorm room).
nevertheless, its time for me to work at my big girl job.
