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see my paintings. We haven't yet been able to meet.
I decided I didn't want to stay in school forever.
I painted cows all semester. It gave me a chance to
work outdoors. Cooped up in my studio, I was beginning
to feel like a mushroom. I missed day light.
Drawing cows in the field was fine as long as it was
cold. Spring thaw brought new smells. I wanted to
work with a strong, feminine image + had been
ordered to deal with space. I am considering drawing
pigs over the summer. The white bourgeois faculty
gave me a 3.2 on the review. I got tired of trying
to explain what I was about. I have endured +, if my
finances hold out, I will graduate in December.
Would you please direct my thesis (cows + sows) +
my 3 credits of painting this fall?
This semester has been a peculiar one. I won't go
into it here. I often told myself that I had been
through much worse than graduate school + that
they would have to throw me out because I wouldn't
quit. It would have been interesting to see how I
would have developed my content if I had been left
alone. I decided that this was really a brief interlude
in my life + it wouldn't be forever. It will be
better for us to talk + I would like your opinion
on my new work. Perhaps you would have time before
you go to Maine + we could meet at school?
Given the unrest, dissatisfaction among the graduate
students, you may have some more students in the
fall. People keep asking me about you + I surmise
they are tired of the powers that be. Sorry. Quality
will out. What can I say?
I saw the National Museum of Women in the
Arts for my art history class/Withers' "Women
in Art. The course is another story but it has