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.

1 May 2001

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dreamt that i was in a room that wasn't really a church, but had a row of confessionals. someone (rex?) wanted me to take their confession even though i insisted that i wasn't a catholic priest. some other stuff happened, i was talking about crushes that i had had at risd, and at one point an actual catholic priest showed up. there was another bit with a girl who was pinching me in the small of the back.

for italian we had to write a postcard about a vacation that we were on and talk about what we had been doing. i made a postcard from mars during studio today.

but i spent most of my studio time scanning and arranging our presentation. returning to the beb after italian and a quick dinner, i finally got my own diagrams done. there's no text at the moment (it's all pretty much in my head), but i think it looks pretty good.