magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

Untitled.

13 July 1999

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gouache in the morning, charcoal in the afternoon. i was gonna start taking photos for my book, but it was raining. the first real rain since i've been at risd.

called george after dinner 'cause i hadn't heard from him in a few weeks. later i checked my email and had a message from bret saying he might call, but if he did it was while i was talking to george (although i think on campus phone have call waiting, so maybe he didn't.)

then went down to the 3d studio for a bit of contemplating/working on my chair prototype without much success.