working title

inside the studio
spray paint
me in the elevator
laundromat
cafe
gardens/campus
kvar studentim...my apartment building from the dumpster
kitchen table

I haven't really been in a blogging mood. But I don't want to let down my multitudes of devoted fans. This weekend I visited Hannah at Kibbutz Ein Dor. It's a 15 minute drive from Afula, which is a couple hours from Jerusalem. It was a nightmare of a schlep to get there (sat in the aisle and then next to a over-touchy guy), but it was worth it. Shabbat on the kibbutz consisted mainly of sleeping, eating, partying, passing an ice cube from mouth-to-mouth with 20-something teenagers, and catching up with my best friend.

Sunday I had a really interesting theory class. He lectured on the mysticism of the Aleph-Bet. I then rushed to Hadassah hospital for my first volunteer gig. My partner and I made claymation figurines with kids. They were mostly arabic so it was difficult to communicate. It was very rewarding. I want to steal a set of these retro-looking Hadassah Hospital sheets. There are piles of them lining the hallways. Is that wrong?

I then scurried to ulpan and was only a half-hour late. We learned how to conjugate infinitives. Still boring as heck.

Today I had a fantastic pottery class (chiseled/refined our cups/painted designs on them). I had drawing with Ami second class (the one I exchanged that boring installation class for). This guy is fantastic. He actually gave us exercises and, I feel, he is really committed to helping us improve our skills. Our model was really neat too. She was very classic-looking and had shape to her. She did these really crazy poses, and was laughing. It was a good-humored day.