Today I saw my first Christmas tree inside the Pottery Barn on Michigan Avenue, and realized how terribly metally unprepared I am for winter. I haven't slept very well the last three nights, but I'm now languishing in my four day hiatus from work--a cancelled trip has left me with extra days off and gloriously nothing to do (though I did vow to do some closet cleaning and reorganizing.)My oral history/interview turned out very well with Pamela Miller, so I got that off my hands today, and a start on my critical paper-not as I planned on the Harris book-- but on Coultas' Handmade Museum, ie her weaving of the personal with the documentation, something I'm struggling with in regard to Archer Avenue.
In the past couple of days, I and little sis have managed to hook up my sexy new laser printer, which with it's hefty size and large capacity, will save me a little money and function as the dgp official printer...no more dealing with the walking-dead at kinkos.(except for the color covers) It was a tidy sum to shell out, but it'll pay for itself hopefully after a few runs. And the quality appears just as good as what I've done at print shops. And now I can spend more on paper.. (Whee!!)
Yesterday, I created an art page on my website, which collects a few of the collages I actually have scanned. More to come.
