holy shit its june.
i ended college finals in may, had a week to pull myself together/close shop and look at senior shows, and then i flew to paris. i stayed for two weeks, there are one too many stories to tell that i won't indulge in here. i fell in love with picasso even though my project was on toulouse-lautrec.
i returned to move to queens and start an internship in manhattan. in short i moved from one city to an even bigger city. i am totally confused and haven't had a spare moment to digest life in... 4 months... or at least 4 weeks.
welcome to june, a month for digesting.
p.s. made tons of work, will scan it in... soon.