I get excited by people’s work spaces. Especially on a campus. The little things they hang up. The funny pictures cut from magazines. The doodles, toys and even string. Now take me to the studios where art and architecture begins. Now we’re talking. Big toys. Bottles. Mini-sculptures. Boundless marionettes. Modern lava. Each spurt says so much. Anyway, these places are underrated. Here is a list of what happens to a typical art class:

1 commits suicide
1 marries a pawn broker
1 killed by shrapnel
3 buy a house
3 are remembered
1 remains a vegan
1 is still there

I want to be forgotten and remembered.