The time has come

...the walrus said, to talk of many things: of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and Kings, and why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings...

Because I always stare off into the distance and say: "the time has come" the other day my friend asked me if I could recite that whole Lewis Carol prose and I tell you I got pretty close! The time has indeed come, as of Monday I will officially be starting the third and final year of my Fine Arts degree. How it happened I do not know but my friends from Uni and I are now the mature and painfully hip 3rd year students we once cowered from - and oh what a feeling!

I have a FANTASTIC studio space, and last night I simply couldn't stop thinking about it and all the things I'm going to make inside it! And today, seeing as though it is my last free day of holidays (I'm working tomorrow) I decided to make the most of it and do something unusual, so I went to Savers and bought a bunch of old books that I am going to use for art stuff the SECOND I get in that wonderful studio of mine! Art oh art how sweet it is. As is routine, I love lunchtime routines and train time routines and organization and other glorious things of that nature.

These images are scans of one of the books I bought today. Fittingly it is called 'Pathfinder', something which would be helpful for me to find the path I'm meant to take for the rest of my life (post third year) but somehow I still feel like a 'Scout abroad'.