It was in a dream, and I was writing the names and routes of kids from the school in the district. I’d been placed for some reason in an office relating to the busing of schoolchildren. I’d begun by sorting and opening the mail, and realized too late that I’d opened an envelope for the head of the office– an act for which she would not thank me, despite the non-sensitive nature of the document (from a public official).
The drawings above are more sketches for the ever-elusive card deck project / idea. (These are starting to look quite right, though.)
e daggar art: THE MUSEUM 