I didn’t pose him like that. He’s just ridiculous, all on his own.
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A million years ago, when I was a junior in high school, I took a humanities class. The school I went to was a lab school attached to a state university, so part of the deal was that the students were basically guinea-pig-slash-gold-fish hybrids. We were studied and experimented on. One of those experiments was this humanities class. It was team taught by one English teacher and one History teacher. We also periodically had observers from the education department at the university, sitting in the back of the room, watching us stuff our heads with information and try to synthesize it all.
I was 16 years old. That class broke my brain. Nothing I took in college came close to comparing, in mental difficulty or in the sheer mountains of work required. I’ve tried to explain the experience to others, but the response is usually, “Yeah, I had a hard class, too.” I’m not sure the experience was as universal as one might assume.
Last weekend I sorted through a bunch of old papers and binders, weeding out things I no longer want to hold onto. My humanities binders were in the pile. I flipped through them, and I thought it might be entertaining to put together a bibliography of the readings from the class. Four pages later, I’m starting to see why that class was such a monster. That’s a lot of material to ask a kid to ingest! I don’t know how we did it then. I know I couldn’t do it now, even if I treated it like a full-time job.
I found a photo album full of photos at Goodwill. Most are dated 1973 and 1977, with a few Polaroid photos at the beginning of the album that are likely from the late 1960s. I removed them from the album, because they were sticking to the pages. None of the photos had writing on the back, so there’s no information about them. At least some of them were taken in Hawaii, though.
I did a few easy collages in a new book. This time I’m recycling an old middle school health textbook and using images from fashion magazines.
I overdid things the weekend before last, so last week my wrist and thumb were sore. A combination of aggravated thoracic outlet syndrome and tendinitis. I took things easy this last weekend. Which of course means that today, my left elbow is sore, from overcompensating for my right hand, so now I’m trying to rest my left arm. Good times!
I love old luggage and train cases, and this adorable little guy has the best of both. It used to belong to John Gee, one of the drawing teachers in the art department where I went to school. He passed away recently. My brother does web design and database work for his wife-now-widow, and he got to pick a few items of John’s to keep. He thought I’d like this one, so he sent it to me. It’s cute AF.