|Pencillin or Peachy-Os in disguise?
||[Dec. 20th, 2008|11:08 pm]
Make tea, not war
A few weeks ago, our seminar prof took us to the Art Institute of Chicago.|
"Francesca" let us in through a back entrance, which made us feel pretty cool and hardcore (at least, I did).
AH AH AH, IT WAS SO COOL. We got to see their art conservation studios, labs, etc, etc. When we walked in the first room, we were met with all these sweet pieces, including an enormous Matisse painting. A lady was working on a corner of it. Another lady was carefully removing layers of varnish on another painting with some solvent. &&& they showed us a Gaugin cabinet (I didn't even know he carved!) that the museum was in the process of restoring. aaah awesome.
We also got to check out sculptures they were working on, x-rays of pieces, -lots- of lab equipment, etc, etc. SO DOPE.
In one of the rooms, there was a wall lined with tiny vials and bottles of all sort of pigments. Epic.
I'm going to miss that class. There were ~15 of us, which was really nice because we all got to know each other.
I love having small classes. My largest lecture during fall quarter was ~90 people, which was already too big for my liking. Hmm.
I love Chicago so, so, so much. It is ultimate, mosdef.
I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday.
I am puffy-cheeked and on four medications including opiates and penicillin.
Penicillin smells EXACTLY like Peachy-Os. It tastes like them too.