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.

23 September 1999

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i looked at my calendar this morning and it claims that the autumnal equinox is actually today. so i checked it out online, and sure enough today it is. strangely, it occurred at nearly the exact time that i looked over at my calendar and noticed this.


saw alex at breakfast. he was impressed with the fact that an architecture student was eating a nice, leisurely breakfast while the id students were running around trying to get a project done at the last minute. he was headed up to kinko's and it was almost nine, so i figured i could hang out there for a bit and then get my course packet down the street.

on our way back towards campus we came across a pile of books and magazines outside of a house with a sign that said "free". most of it was yr typical free book and magazine fare, but there were a couple of art books. one of them a book of japanese prints from 1959, first edition. probably worth at least $100. alex and i are going to have to fight over ownership rights.

had our second crit in design principles. i was really quite happy with my piece, so that went pretty well. there were a couple of projects that on their conceptual level just totally fascinated me.

we got the assignment for our third problem. sorta stemming from the last two, but much more in-depth. two weeks worth of in-depth. we have to make our own starting mass (from just about any material).

after class i started my drawing assignment (since i finally have my drafting table set up). then got some dinner. then headed back to the studio to finish drawing.

on my way back home i ran into alex and kris who were on their way to buy some beer. so i walked with them and bought this weird, portuguese passion fruit and orange european style soda. light carbonation, pulp. walked back to campus.

i dropped my stuff off in my room and there was a message from my mom, so i called and talked to her for a bit. then went back over to molly's where alex and kris had stopped to "chill" (as neither had appropriate chilling space of their own), and just sorta hung out for a bit. resisted the urge to drink. read shel silverstein.