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getting drunk
at the pub below the school, then walkign back up to the studio, cracking open some wine, and sitting around in a circle passing the bottles and debating about art and everything about it.
then stumbling up to your studio space to paint for a little while, stumbling back down to drink more, debate more and then do some embroidery for a friend. fuck i love art school. also discovering you know what your term project is going to be and how your going to do it rocks. and solving all of your sculpture problems. |
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