k. and I were contemplating doing something arty together. [When I told Scarab this she simply said, "At some point in their lives, all women want to do pottery." She made me feel very middle-aged. But then, she is slightly older than me so I suppose she's allowed.]
As we spoke k. was browsing internet sites for places that might facilitate our hitherto hidden artiness.
"Here's a place advertising for artists-in residence. Perhaps we should apply to be artists-in-residence?"
"Yeah, sure. Bullshit-artists-in-residence."
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Please tell Scarab that i have wanted to do pottery since i was ten, but never before has the alignment of time, funds and geography been at all favourable. (also i wanted to be a nun, but i don't think that alignment will ever be favourable).
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