It ended up being that we both competed! Apparently some people didn’t make it because of the rain and they needed some stragglers to fill up slots! So we got a big thing of pasta and whoever could eat it the fastest won 200 HKD and also gets to compete again on the 25th for a bigger cash prize. The only thing was that we had to mix chili powder into the it, so damn hot. Skene won though, not that I am surprised, I am happy for him and happy that I got a free dinner. It took him a minute and nine seconds to get it all down, a record at “Pasta Mio”.
When I went in for life drawing today I was pleasantly surprised with a new model; he was a really nice flamboyant asian dude. I was able to get a really nice drawing done- colored charcoal . I wandered about the school and came cross the chalk art festival that was going on downstairs… I decided to enter even though I was a “last minute contestant” or whatever the hell you call late people. I drew a green haired woman with an up-do filled with flowers and some big ass tits… and I won “Best in Show” for the individual category! The prize was a silly gift card for some McCafe coffee but I really love coffee so that’s alright with me. I never win anything, so it was nice. I put a picture of what I ended up doing in the attachments, its the one on the left. My friend Grace did the one on the right. : )
Hope tennis is going well, sugar plum.
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Thinking about you,
I finally got around to documenting the installation I made last quarter. (Thanks to my dear friend Skene, photography extraordinaire.) It was for our assignment in 3D where we had to make a kinetic game. I decided that I wanted to make a simulation of the beach at night on another planet. It is black lit on the inside.
I made this recently, its one of two (currently and tentatively so).
I spoke to Zainab yesterday; it has been nearly ten years. “I have something to show you” she said… I waited attentively. Before me was a one month old baby, gurgling and crying, special and fuzzy. I remember when we were little girls and how whenever she came over to my house she was so afraid of my cats she would physically run away from them. I asked Z if this had any effect on her as a mother and she assured me that it did not. Apparently there is a really big difference between a person and a cat.