This is a triptych I made of my good friend Kelsey smoking a cigarette in the San Telmo Fair in Buenos Aires.
I could use a cigarette. (Un)fortunately for me, I don’t smoke. Tea is my nicotine, it soothes my head and makes me think straight… if only jobs allowed you to take a tea break instead of a cig break.
Finals are now here and two are under my belt currently. A 30-something page research paper has been authored, a darkroom illusion has been built (and the illusions stay pinned) in my itsy-bitsy bathroom, and 300 virtual nuggets have been claimed proving my worth as a cognitive neuroscientist. All that remains is cognitive linguistics tomorrow. I can’t be more thrilled to be leaving San Diego for once as there’s a whirlwind of nonsense right in front of me across state lines. This time next week I’ll be hopping aboard a swanky Prius to be making the Great American Road Trip with my girl Eden — New Orleans bound with many a camping in between.
And did I mention I got a job? As the manager of a music venue? Today’s a great day and this year is shaping up to be quite the interesting year compared to last one’s shenanigans.
Tomorrow on begins my film days again, can’t wait to load up some 35mm and get shooting once again it’s been quite a while. Studying awaits and my rumbly tummy requests Five Guys. So it goes.