
graphic design class met at 8:30 am in room 205. i was first to arrive in the beige and white room with a square arrangement of paint splattered tables. It comfortably reminded me of my art classroom in jackson that wrapped around a coffee-infused professor morton (morty) . my professor walked in, a tall blonde woman with beautiful hands, and smiles. She's wearing light-pink, light-weight pink tee with loose fitting cargo floods. so chill. "you're in the right room..let me go get the others"when she returns, there are six transfers following her. tranfers! kindred spirits! this is wonderful. they're all from different places, all adjusting like me to new surrondings but not to the college life, so they're chill and interesting. it's a small class, i like it. we talk and introduce ourselves and i realize i suddenly have somewhat of an interesting story to tell: that i came from the mountains of georgia from a small christian school where there was no public transportation and a sprawling view of six states from my dorm room. i find that i am wholly in love with covenant now that i am far from it and ready at all times to sing its praises.
our first assignement is to arrange black dots on four different white squares. just five dots per square and all with a different idea: random, grid-like, an awkward arrangement and something-else-i-can't-remember. this was endlessly interesting to me. i'm cutting and taping and arranging and thinking to myself that seven hours is suddenly seeming extremely doable. my arrangements are dubbed as 'beautiful' and 'simple but strong'. it's good to know i have some sort of grip on what i'm doing here. she let us out early today..four hours early..and i wasn't thrilled about it. but i took the extra time to grab a sandwich at starbucks (so yummy!) and catch bus 33 to bus 57 and then to north 3rd street to check out new possible housing for myself for later on. pretty darn sketch. two subway trips later and a 15 minute walk i'm sitting in south philly at a small cafe called B2's. brae's working and hookin me up with good food.
i'm starting to like this place.