Cold and Boredom

I just spent the past two days in Hornell with the goal of taking photos of my undergraduate glass work. Alex and I were so preoccupied with feeding the moth caterpillars for endless hours that I only spent a few hours photographing—then I blew the fuse of the far side of the warehouse. Oh jeez. At least I managed to set up two of my large pieces. (Very profess images will soon be up.)

Then I went to work this morning and after the day was over, I realized that summer was really gone and that the cold weather was settling in. I hate the cold. I can't stand it. I'd rather it be blazing hot than windy, wet, and fucking cold. I'm so glad I work in a hot shop. Rant over. I hate the cold.

On another note, living out here is so incredibly boring. There's really nothing to do, unless you want to go bar hopping on Market Street and watch silly people in their 30's+ mingle and try to dance. Gross. I wish my friends were still around or that I had new friends. Boo.

In tired. I can't wait to photograph the rest of my stuff. Good night. Here are some snapshots.

Visited Alfred, and who did I meet up with? My dear Yumi. Oh friends for life.


Picking driveway tomatoes for delicious spaghetti sauce.


Parents visited Corning...and Me.


Caterpillars need food!!


Collecting Sumac in the deep jungle forests of Hornell, New York.


Alex + Me = Kick ass team


Celebrating the day's victory with raw wheat dough.