Check. Black.
Silence.
except for the dull grating sounds,
black pressed on paper.
rip across,
spread the devastation;
expose the light.
Everyone can see the difference.
A world all of its own.
Lets Start A Linguistic Revolution
Silence.
my ginger jar and taco chili pepper are done being molded. Now i just have to glaze them, and bring in a camera for my window project. I'm going to take pictures of all the windows i see in a day and make a collage of them in the shape of a cross-paned window. I'm also doing a painting of my cat; but i need a colored picture of her first. Maybe for my last project i'll do an acryllic-wood thing. I just have to figure out what. I have a wooded chest-type thing; but i don't want to use it for a project. My art teacher has a tendency to change your projects a lot, and i want the box to be completely mine. But if it turns out really good perhaps i can submit it in one of my art shows. (I have one on April 1st and another in May. But the April one is a bit away. I only really care about the May one.)
Hmmm...a virus is spreading around the people i know. How many languages can you say gross in? Me; one. I can, however, say blood in three or four. Comforted much?
Living in the 'burbs means neighbors. Its unavoidable. But, depending on where you live its not so bad.
I have nothing of terrible consequence to report. Once again, Valentine's day...not a good day for the happy/poetry/posting. Um...for the record, i would not take AP French 4 if i was PAID A MILLION DOLLARS. Okay, maybe i would...but at that point, i'd buy the program and beat people to death with it.
It's Valentine's Day....my second to least favorite holiday. (Easter's my least favorite.) But, instead of filling this post with negatively at the Hallmark-inspired holiday, i will post a link for a post on a blog i just found. Its not the most positive post at first, but by the end, it's beautiful.
Okay, here are some views from my bedroom window. Besides the snow, isn't it wonderful?
Breathe,