faun hands.

"another world is not only possible,
she is on her way. on a quiet day,
i can hear her breathing."

dusty hutongs, free tea & a dog who sits in a stroller.

"Once upon a time the animals decided they must do something heroic to meet the problems of a “new world” so they organized a school. They had adopted an activity curriculum consisting of running, climbing, swimming and flying. To make it easier to administer the curriculum, all the animals took all the subjects.

The duck was excellent in swimming. In fact, better than his instructor. But he made only passing grades in flying and was very poor in running. Since he was slow in running, he had to stay after school and also drop swimming in order to practice running. This was kept up until his webbed feet were badly worn and he was only average in swimming. But average was acceptable in school so nobody worried about that, except the duck.

The rabbit started at the top of the class in running but had a nervous breakdown because of so much makeup work in swimming.

The squirrel was excellent in climbing until he developed frustration in the flying class where his teacher made him start from the ground up instead of the treetop down. He also developed a “charlie horse” from overexertion and then got a C in climbing and D in running.

The eagle was a problem child and was disciplined severely. In the climbing class, he beat all the others to the top of the tree but insisted on using his own way to get there.

At the end of the year, an abnormal eel that could swim exceeding well and also run, climb and fly a little had the highest average and was valedictorian.

The prairie dogs stayed out of school and fought the tax levy because the administration would not add digging and burrowing to the curriculum. They apprenticed their children to a badger and later joined the groundhogs and gophers to start a successful private school."

leef it all.

in a field of blue ones, a pink one sprouted from the ground.

we were sitting in may's living room working on homework.

rachel turns to me and says "wait..you are on my friend's blog."
i look and all these pictures of me were on this stranger girl's blog!

she took a picture of my troll bridge garden!

we made thin mints from scratch.
obese turtles, giraffes, & hermaphrodite shaped ones.

i miss schmelly dog.
he waited at the top of the stairs
for me to come home. he also fell asleep
by my foot when i was eating dinner.

i used up leftover strawberries
and baked a pound cake. i want to mash up
berries and make ~preserves~

"to live" is my favorite chinese movie.
mrs. kang showed it to us in high school.

my grandma helped donate kitchen pots and pans.
she also hired someone to paint mao's mural on the living room wall.
too bad it is not there anymore. they painted over it in mint green.

she worked at the hospital. she thought hospital aesthetics
were very nice and remodeled parts of her house inspired
by the mint green walls and curtains the hospital had.

i realized i spend most of my time either:

looking at my plants, reading for my classes,
looking up recipes, cooking, walking around,
or dreaming (consciously & unconsciously).

i sometimes also scratch (really lightly!!) patterns on my skin
because it bubbles up whatever i draw, like an etch n sketch.

down by the banks.

i found out that ruth lives in the nice
red house i always eye going downtown on the bus.
she has the most lovely room with elephant motifs,
soft green curtains & pictures of her mother who lives in korea.

the violas got a bigger and better home today.

and the coleus seemed to be growing algae so
they got moved into the violas' old home.

mental archaeology.

the circus collection.

this is what happens to a yam when it is
forgotten by potential consumers.
i cuddled it and took it on a photo shoot.

so good, as always :)

my schedule is somewhat hectic but i am excited about it:
anth 130: culture & politics in china
anth 131: women in xcultural perspectives
bio 20c: ecology & evolution
educ 60: intro to education
& ballet I.

today was the first day o class.
i woke up at 6:40am, went to 2 classes,
got groceries at safeway, then went to my 3rd class.

flowers are blooming everywhere.
i tried some homemade kombucha,
took a walk through a secret forest path
and saw banana slugs! i licked one.

i resisted giving him a chin mole.

bad morning. good evening. bad afternoon. good night.

the scary part is that i didn't really
even procrastinate this time.

i don't plan on sleeping in
(or sleeping even).

my photosynthesizing babies live on a window sill
overlooking monterrey bay.

i made a pear tea/soup. my mom would make it for me when i got sick.
i am developing this tendency to throw lavender into everything i eat.

hooray for sleeping at 5 am.
"nations dream of being free"

i was mesmerized by this painting at open studios.
people are so talented. klimt and egon would be proud.

boo was sitting next to the lavender outside the door.
i let him come into our house to visit.
he walked into our room and jumped onto the bed.
(he's the provost's cat who often takes naps in the library).

today, i beheld the skull of a great blue heron. it was so perfect.
it was also fragile & some parts crumbled onto my sleeve.

the panic of my three anthro papers is about to hit me soon.
like me, many others have chosen to barricade themselves
at the library tonight. the lights mysteriously all turned off.

i'm in the school newspaper again! i was cornered on a bridge
and got interviewed. now my photo and blurb about
why the UC is going downhill is featured on the current
issue of CITY ON A HILL PRESS!

it's that time of the quarter again
(open studios).

it's intriguing to stand next to strangers
and listen in to what they say about your troll bridge.

"maybe mops is acting weird because
he senses a natural disaster coming"
later that day....

so it begins.

gadja eyeberries.

i look forward to each morning when i water my plants.
sometimes, it's my incentive to get up.

there is something so satisfying about growing things from a seed.
how a little speck of dust comes to life with some liquid and brightness.
pushing it's way up through the dirt to greet the world.

i am currently growing:
1) forget-me-nots 2) johnny jump up violas
3) a strawberry plant from massachusetts
4. rainbow coleus
5) cascade of color lobelias
^i planted it in a trader joe's refried beans can^

dead deer and dears.

surrounded by thawing cadavers,
we scrubbed the anatomy floor with toothbrushes.
questionable yellow and red stains on the waxy floor.
O the scents that were breathed in.

alas,

lavender brownies, emily's photo show,

champagne, planting flowers.
watercolors. wine.
`*`*`*`*`used to contain honey lemon ginger echinacea juice.

i transferred pretty lithic rocks, that could be used
to make stone tools, such as obsidian,
into new boxes. they were so shiny & perfect.
(i put a small one in my pocket...)

will held my bucket of fungus,
kala held my sailing shield poster board,
i held the troll bridge, eric played his accordion.
(amelie & pan's soundtrack)
it was nighttime, we marched.
a procession through the woods.