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October 17: alright folks, let's wrap this up

 tuesday is that day I have drawing the body. This tuesday was the last day that i had drawing the body.

Pouring this morning. Pouring and hot and windy. I drag myself to class and somehow manage to get a start on my final paintings for Studio. We play a game of "where's the wall paint?" and I eat a can of tuna.

 The day previous I was grumpy (and over the weekend I was outrageously grumpy.) Yet somehow still managed to make acceptable work for Drawing the Body and arrange my folio so it was ready for FINAL hand in. 

I made impressive work today. Maybe I should be grumpy more often.

Bed socks and berry ice cream. and maybe a beer at the end of the week to reward myself for being done with the semester. 

weather will look better for the rest of the week. I just need to SLOWLY get my work down. pace myself. It takes time.

posting this a day late. 

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