Class is incredible. Sonji is incredible. The whole atmosphere is incredible. I'll have pictures and commentary (you knew I would) as soon as I can catch my breath and absorb it all. Well, that might take months, so I'll rephrase that to say I'll post about it as soon as I have a few minutes to sit down and get my thoughts together. I'll try to have pictures too, although I've taken the camera every single day and so far have taken a big ZERO pictures. Too much other stuff going on to distract me and I just never think to grab the camera. I promise I'll try to get some shots tomorrow, at least of all the fabric hanging around the room. I am in awe of some of what the other students are turning out. And they seem to do it so effortlessly too! I build colors and shapes and ideas in my head all night long, and once I get to class and have the paint in my hand (literally, in and on my hand....it's like finger painting for adults for me) the ideas just zoom out of my ears or something. I just start laying down colors that I like, or am curious about, or that Thelma has mixed too much of, or whatever is handy to slap on there next. I just go with the flow, and see where my inner Jackson Pollock takes me next.
Back up to the college tonight for the instructor's talks, and I'm still covered in paint. Wish me luck that I don't come home tomorrow night covered in fusible and burn marks. I am NOT a neat worker.