finally back to the studio today, though not for long. i seem to do better in my studio practice when i have bad critiques than good ones. my final reviews went so well that now i feel like i'm done. it feels very anti-climactic to now have to make a new piece and go through this all over again. the final reviews made a perfect ending--maybe they just need to re-name them something that doesn't have 'final' in its title.

so i've been attending to all i neglected for two weeks, like my family and wedding plans. i've spent many (fifteen?) hours on the dress in the past three days. it makes me want to sew for real, to really learn the craft of it. makes me want to graduate already and feel my creative hours are only mine and not with a school's copyright information in the lower corner of everything i think and do. this is how i feel as i finished my first mfa, so i know it's normal. i. can't. wait. to. graduate. to breathe again and not drive so much and do things like cook.

like yesterday i took my creativity which usually goes into drawing and instead worked on a wedding dress and made tomato-artichoke soup. relief! not fine art! yes!

i'm going to be in a exhibition about the mix of writing and art in mount clemens, michigan next week. whoo hoo! i'm excited about that, to get to show to the public all i've been doing. except also i have to read a long poem. oh.

i dreamt the wedding dress was my grad show piece. i think it might be. i think i might draw it, anyway. i want to draw it, i need to.