Lucky tries to figure out how to get a hamster out of its cage...to do what?
Over the break, I spent a couple of days at Elon to volunteer, teach and work in the ceramics studio before helping my parents pack up the things in my room that I wasn't actively using. I was kind of bummed that my cool blue Ikea bookshelves would be leaving, along with the books on them because I thought I would miss them in a room left with only the basics. But, after moving tubs and boxes of books, clothes, shoes, odds and ends, and carrying a heavy chair, a bookshelf, a chest, my electric guitar (I kept my acoustic), my keyboard (don't worry, I kept my accordion), my television and my twelve foot long art easel, getting three hours of packing out of the way then instead of later, seemed like a very good idea.
Now I suspect that I have unpacked, give or take, three-quarters of my room! All that's left are my spring/summer clothes, a guitar, an accordion, some lights and the artwork on my walls. And my room still manages to look like a happenin' place to be.
That night after moving, I went to my parents' hotel near Duke. My dad had a meeting the next day and my mom, Lucky and I took the free day as an opportunity to walk around Chapel Hill. I took my mom to the University Mall to show her where I taught Art-to-Art in addition to the gourmet grocery, Southern Season. I also took her and Lucky on a complete walk of Franklin Street to Carrborro. I pointed out Cat's Cradle, the hip place where I saw Tegan and Sara two years ago. Then we walked back to Med Deli and met David for lunch. We got the lebanese lunches to go so that we could enjoy them with Lucky, sitting in a park.
A sweet view from the school of the monument
The next day, I drove home with my parents for my interview at the Corcoran College of Art and Design in Washington D.C. I've applied to the MAT in Art at the school and will hear back from them in one to two weeks. I think my personal interveiw went pretty well, and I got to sit in on two classes with students from the program. One was on museum and community arts education and another was some kind of seminar with four students that had prepared practice lesson plans. I actually got to participate in the latter and got to feel what it would be like to be part of a class!
One side of the Corcoran
Also, you might find it cool to know that while I was being led through the halls of the school by the Director of the program, I held the door for Yoko Ono's sister. She had her hands full and I didn't think twice, holding the door for someone like that. When the woman had left, the Director turned and whispered to me, "That was Yoko Ono's sister". I sillily blurted out, "Oh my gosh! I HAVE to tell my mom!"
After my long day came to an end, my mom and I took the metro back and drove home. While my mom and dad had dinner, I drove to College Park to visit Rachael and friends. It was convenient that my friend, Jeremy, was stopping by for dinner. I haven't seen him in a few years and was horrified to see that he too, like my brother, was now much taller than me and with a deeper voice than I was used to. Reunion photo below:
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Now I'm back at school. I just met with Mike about five hours ago to start another batch of sculptures. By Sunday night, I will have fired twelve sculptures leaving one last big one and six or seven mini-sculptures to be fired the remainder of next week. Speaking of next week, my cousin, Sarah, has decided to spend three days and two nights at my apartment for Easter weekend. It should be fun, but I hope she realizes that we will be hanging out while completing lots of homework!
Love,
Monica
