Today was the second day of our final showcase.
The first part of the day, told in photos.
In the morning, at Beny’s Delicatessen.
Lil’ church Sunday School trailer in Bed Stuy.
View from my train station, 9th St.-Smith Ave., of Gowanus Canal.
Pano of G train.
And for the second part of the day, here’s a list.
It started snowing after she left at 4pm.
In Brooklyn, on the walk home.
We have a feedback session on Friday before our potluck. I don’t know how outspoken I’ll be at that. I find it a lot easier to express my thoughts here.
To be honest, I have a lot of my own criticisms about the school. I think I will feel more fond about the experience with time.
Despite that, I do love the school, but not because it delivered the experience or experiences I was expecting. I love the school, in my way, because it was sort of a sorcerer’s stone that transmuted energy and curiosity into new ideas, friendships, and transformative experiences(albeit haphazardly and painfully so, but I must be careful not to conflate my experience of the school with my experience of New York - I do find it nearly impossible to separate the two).
I feel a lot more like myself than I did when I got here. SFPC wasn’t everything I needed but it was a lot of what I needed for the short period of 10 weeks.
And if I hadn’t said this before, I’m glad it’s pretty much over. I am exhausted. I’ve taken on a lot in my time at the school.
On some level, I do understand how hard it is to run an alternative art school. It takes a lot of administrative work and physical labor, a lot of leadership and consensus with the other people involved in the school. I’m sure operating an experimental school takes A LOT of energy, emotional and otherwise.
I’m tired. I’ve been tired, and tired at school, for the past 2-3 weeks. However, I probably shouldn’t put that all on the school.
I hope I’m being fair.
For Breakfast:
Maybe a cigarette and some green tea?
For Lunch:
Ruby gave me some of her curry soup from Green Apron. She is an angel. I was starving.
For Dinner:
Fried green tomatoes bacon cheeseburger at Peaches Hothouse. It took an hour to get our food. Food was tasty but do not recommend.